Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"I see, Gin, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

Binga woke up from his dream and raised his hand to take off his sweat-soaked pajamas. The sweat on his body still slid down the lines of his strong muscles.

He seemed to dream that he cooperated with Gin to carry out a mission, but he did not reply and was blown to death in the deep sea. However, the tearing pain in his body told him that this was not a dream.

I got up and poured myself a glass of ice water, reorganized what had happened, and two key figures appeared in my mind.

One is that Gin's mission target, Kudo Shinichi, becomes a child.

Another person who is also Gin's mission target, Shirley, also turned into a child.

The opportunity to discover this happened precisely through the cross-age facial recognition system that was being developed at the workplace where I am currently lurking.

Binga walked into the bathroom and saw his face in the mirror. He was stunned for a moment, then took out his cell phone and checked the date.

five years ago.

It's not a dream, it's real.

Or...rebirth after death? !

He wasn't sure.

Buzz buzz...

Emails from the organization came on the phone.

[Go get the three bottles of whiskey that have just been coded and bring them to the intelligence team. - Rum]

Binga stared at the task content on the phone, sneered, and quickly replied to a message with his fingers.

[Damn you, even dogs don't go, but you want Laozi to go. - Binga]

He Binga wants to stand on the stage dazzlingly and step on Gin under his feet. Who the hell would go undercover as a woman and hide in a dark corner to peek at the stage.

Mudd!

This old man Rum is really a piece of shit.

Neon, Shinjuku.

Rum casually picked up his phone, opened the email, and saw Binga's insults to him.

Time passed minute by minute. Rum rubbed his eyes and opened the email again. It was still Binga's email scolding him.

"Asshole, Curacao, teach Bing a lesson. If he refuses a mission, he won't have to do it anymore."

Rum was furious. This was the first time he was scolded by a subordinate, and the scolding was so harsh.

"Yes."

But soon we saw that this time the peripheral members got the code information, three bottles of whiskey.

One is Rye, who relied on women to get to the top.

One is the information dealer Bourbon.

The last one is... kind of interesting, Scotland.

At this time, the organization's Black Widow Bar.

Binga was wearing a hot halter dress, a jeweled velvet necklace around her neck, chestnut wavy hair on her head, and delicate makeup on her face. She sat at the bar with her chin in her hand, holding a cocktail in her hand.

After a while, the bar welcomed three more guests, who sat casually at the bar.

"A Scotch, please, please."

"Bourbon, thank you."

"rye."

I heard three code names, two of them were mice, one was Scottish, from the Metropolitan Police Department, and Rye was from the FBI.

I heard that Gin almost died when he was being treated, and he had to stay in the organization's hospital for half a month.

Binga was quite satisfied with this, but that didn't mean he would allow the mouse to jump in front of him.

Let’s put things one way and the other. Personal grudges are personal grudges, factional struggles are factional struggles, but the attitude towards mice is the same.

Binga picked up the cocktail in his hand, which had an alcohol content of no more than 2 degrees, drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and approached the three people.

Ha, both of them are rats, and the remaining Bourbon must be innocent too.

This person was included in the mission that blew him up.

Except for Vodka, he equally wanted to kill everyone on that mission.

But he now has no evidence to prove that they are undercover, but this does not prevent him from teaching them a lesson.

She took off her high heels from her feet, holding one in each hand, and approached the three men seductively.

Zhu Fujingguang's face flashed with embarrassment, and he said apologetically: "Sorry Miss, we..."

Bang! Bang!

The left high heel shoe hit Scotland's head hard, and the right high heel shoe hit Akai Shuichi's head hard.

From the beginning to the end, Shuichi Akai never expected to be beaten. Even his brain was hit so hard that it was difficult for it to function. What on earth had he done to offend this woman?

Toru Amuro was the first to react. He immediately stared at the woman in front of him with vigilance, thinking that she was sent by the organization to test them. After all, it was the organization that sent them here.

"Miss, what do you mean by this?"

"You are the lady, and your whole family is the lady."

Binga grabbed the bottle and threw it at Amuro Toru. He had already hit two of them, so what was the missing one?

The hole on Shuichi Akai's head was bleeding profusely, blocking his vision. After wiping it, he and Scotland quickly stepped forward to help.

Binga was so crazy that he was not at a disadvantage in the 1V3 match.

When the other code members saw the situation, they all moved away, away, and watched the fun from a distance.

Chianti stood up and watched the melee, and asked excitedly: "Cohen, who is this queen flower? How come I have never seen her before!"

"Never seen it!" Cohen said in a muffled voice.

Binga took out two steel needles from his hair and stabbed the nearest Akai Shuichi, with a crazy look on his face, "It's you, Akai Shuichi!"

When Akai Shuichi heard the name, he was shocked. Could it be that he was exposed? Who is this crazy woman?

It was just a moment of distraction, Binga seized the opportunity and rushed forward, nailed Akai Shuichi's arm with a steel needle, and took out the fake breasts on his body with his left hand and stuffed them into Akai Shuichi's mouth.

Morofushi Kagemitsu and Amuro Toru also knew that this was the organization's place, so they quickly pulled people away to avoid causing any trouble that would prevent them from entering the core of the organization.

When Gin and Vodka pushed open the door of the bar, they saw this scene. Even Gin, who was always calm and rational, looked unnatural for a moment.

Vodka opened his mouth wide and couldn't utter a word for a long time because he knew who the person in front of him was.

We have been training together at the base since we were young and we are pretty good friends - Binga!

Before, he only knew that Binga was a bit rebellious, but now...there was something wrong with him mentally.

"Stop it." Gin spoke, and the onlookers calmed down and no longer watched the fun blatantly.

Toru Amuro and Keimitsu Morobushi looked at each other, and they both let go of Binga at the same time. They both realized that the woman in front of them was not a woman.

When Binga heard the voice, he raised his head and stared at Gin fiercely. He was still sitting on Akai Shuichi, his hand still strangling his neck.

"Stop." Gin pointed the Beretta in his hand at Binga with a cold look. He felt that the person in front of him... looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"Hey! Gin, it's been a long time."

Binga had no intention of letting go of Akai Shuichi. A crazy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She adjusted her dress, and without fear of Gin's gun, she slapped Akai Shuichi again.

"You'd actually point a gun at me for an FBI rat. Well, that's not surprising. After all, that's just who you are."

Gin frowned, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, Vodka immediately stepped forward and whispered in Gin's ear: "Brother, he looks like Binga."

Bang!

Gin still pulled the trigger, Binga's pupils shrank sharply, he couldn't dodge at such a close distance, so he simply made use of the situation, leaned back, lifted Akai Shuichi up and blocked him in front of him, becoming a human shield.

puff-

It was the sound of the bullet sinking into the body.

Binga let go of Akai Shuichi's neck and sat up, patting Akai Shuichi's face in an insulting manner, "As an FBI rat, it is your honor to take a bullet for me."

Hearing the FBI rat, Gin's pupils shrank and he said coldly: "What did you say?"