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

Looking at the police leaving, Brandy finally found Binga hiding in the crowd.

He was wearing clothes covered in dirt and scratches, and a pair of sunglasses, looking very arrogant.

At this time, he was gathered with a group of people, talking about something.

There were several intelligence personnel around, and they were talking to each other one after another. Soon the Neon Metropolitan Police Department was described as a sieve, with no secrets at all!

The people around nodded in agreement, and some even began to echo: "Yeah, those police officers are useless guys. Without detectives, the case can't be solved at all!"

"Yes, that's right. Their forensic doctors are just there to do nothing. They can't find anything."

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Some of them even began to fabricate a story about a love affair between the police officer and the deceased.

In this way, everyone talked about it, belittling the Neon Metropolitan Police Department. Binga watched all this smugly, and seemed very satisfied with his performance.

However, he suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at him.

He subconsciously looked back, only to find Brandy and Gin, one on each side, with one hand on their waist, staring at him with murderous eyes.

Their faces all showed madness and malice, as if saying: "You are dead!"

"I am not feeling well and need to take medicine. I will leave first and you can go for an outing on your own."

Pisco felt something was wrong, so he found an excuse to lean on Ireland beside him, and left quickly with his stupid son.

Others followed suit.

When Binga wanted to leave with the crowd, he had already been dragged out by Gin and Brandy.

Facing the two men, Binga was not afraid at all, and acted like he was the big brother and you two were his younger brothers.

"Humph, you two are really miserable. So this is the strength of the person in charge of Western Europe and Neon. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you must have fallen pretty hard. Do you want to see your brain?"

"Where's Vodka? Why isn't he with you? Did you kill him, Gin? I know you're the best at this kind of thing."

"And you, you didn't realize that I'm Glass. You're just stupid. What does it have to do with me? If you have the guts, go complain to the Boss and ask him to forbid me from wearing women's clothes!"

Binga went all out, with his hands on his hips and 1v2, making Brandy and Gin so angry that their teeth were chattering.

"Gin, there's no rush for us. Do you want to beat him up together? He's even more talkative than you are." Brandy clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"That's exactly what I meant." Gin gave a villainous smile.

Gin and Brandy attacked at the same time, cooperating very well.

Gin's fist whizzed towards Binga's face like a gust of wind, while Brandy attacked Binga's lower body with a fierce sweep.

However, Binga easily dodged Gin's punch with a strange twist of his movement, and jumped up and kicked Brandy.

Seeing this, Gin quickly seized the opportunity and turned to attack Binga from behind, but before he could get close, he was kicked hard by Binga.

The force of this kick was not very strong, but Binga's falling foot stepped on his foot.

Gin felt a sharp pain spreading from his toes to his ankles and stepped back on one leg.

Binga knew very well that he could not fight Gin and Brandy head on. After all, there was a huge gap in strength, so he could only use his wits to defeat them.

So, after a second's hesitation, he quickly jumped into the river, reached out and grabbed a fish that happened to be swimming by, and threw it to Brandy without hesitation.

Brandy was quick-witted and instantly pulled Gin over to block the fish.

Gin couldn't dodge in time because the pain in his foot had not yet subsided, and was hit hard in the face by the fish.

The fishy smell that clung to my body was disgusting.

Gin's face turned gloomy and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Brandy saw the miserable state of Gin being hit by the fish, and couldn't help laughing because he was not hit by the fish: "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

There was no trace of apology in his tone, but rather a hint of gloating.

Then he pulled Gin into the water and started a fight with Binga.

The three of them fought back and forth in the water, punching and kicking each other. The clear river water was pushed to the shore, wetting the grass on the shore.

Binga was kicked into the water and choked on the water. He stood up and glared at Brandy: "Pfft - Brandy, I'm going to fucking kill you."

"If you dare, fuck me to death right now, fuck me in front of Gin! If you don't fuck me to death today, I will fuck you to death as my girlfriend."

Brandy was not to be outdone and kicked Binga with a wave of sword.

Binga blocked the flying water with his arms, and used both hands to smooth his messy hair from bottom to top, gathering it behind his head.

"Oh, that's bad."

Gin stood on the shore and taunted, but was grabbed by the ankle and pulled into the water by Binga, receiving a heavy blow to the abdomen.

"Who the hell allowed you to watch the fun? You beat me up so hard that my stomach was throbbing. I'll pay you back tenfold."

Bang Bang Bang!

Binga remembered that he was punched by Gin at Dorobiga Amusement Park and had abdominal pain for several days, so he punched Gin in the abdomen repeatedly.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

If he had a bomb in his hand, he would have sent one to Gin to let him experience the joy of being blown up.

Gin reacted quickly and was not beaten by Binga, but he did not let Brandy, who was standing nearby watching the show, have an easy time either, as he kicked Brandy in the leg.

The three of them started a second wave of melee.

As the sun sets, Brandy and Gin drag the exhausted Binga ashore.

The skin on the three of them was more or less swollen.

Binga rested against the tree trunk for a while, then hung his clothes on the campfire rack to roast.

He himself stood by the campfire with his back to gin and brandy.

Vodka, still hanging on the tree, had not been moved from beginning to end, and none of the three people noticed him.

And Binga, he is really crazy, he still wins honorably even though he loses 1V2.

Great stamina.

The point is that from where he was standing, Binga was now standing by the campfire... roasting a 'bird'!

Roast...'bird'...!

Binga keenly sensed that someone was peeking at him, so he quickly turned around and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at? You don't have anything!"

However, when he turned around, he found that Brandy and Gin were resting with their eyes closed. They only slowly opened their eyes after he turned around.

This made Binga unable to determine for a moment whether someone was really spying on him just now, or it was just an illusion caused by being too tired.

Brandy and Gin stared at Binga, shock evident on their faces.

"What are you doing standing there naked?" Brandy looked Binga up and down, and seeing that he was still holding a small comb in his hand, he said with a sigh, "Not in..."

"Shut up, have you ever seen anyone roasting a fire?" Binga roared in anger, and the monkeys and birds in the trees that were gathering around all retreated away.

Gin tried to stay calm. After recovering from the shock, he said in a few words: "There are no women here, but there are female monkeys. You should pay attention to your image."

Even though Brandy had seen big scenes before, he was not so shocked. He said stiffly, "I have seen people roasting fires, but I have never seen people roasting birds at sunset. You have broadened my horizons."