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

Miyano Akemi covered her body with a blanket and kept moving backwards, fearing that the man in front of her would start to torture her in other ways.

Binga looked at her little movements, not knowing what she was thinking. He just felt disgusted again, so he went up and slapped her again.

"Stop thinking about me with your disgusting mind, or I won't mind letting you realize your ideas."

"You, what are you going to do?" Miyano Akemi's body trembled with fear like Shirley, and her voice trembled.

"You have a nice figure and a nice face. You should be very popular when you dance. I will have someone send you to France for training until you earn a billion dollars."

Binga smiled evilly, and really wanted to pinch Miyano Akemi's chin to admire her frightened expression, but as soon as his hand reached out, he retracted it. He felt a little disgusted at the thought of falling in love with his cousin.

In order to make the woman feel more comfortable, a handkerchief soaked in ether was quickly covered over her mouth and nose, and she immediately fell into a coma.

Binga stared at the unconscious woman and naturally had no interest in dressing her up. Instead, he contacted the peripheral members and took her away.

Just as he finished cleaning up the traces of the fight, he suddenly remembered the medicines that had been given to him at the Kavist Laboratory.

Reaching out of his pocket and pulling out a pill, Bordeaux said this was... a drug for injecting yourself?

Binga hesitated for just a moment, then dissolved directly into the water and poured it down into Miyano Akemi's mouth.

A minute later, Miyano Akemi started to get agitated. She raised her fist to hit herself, then started to hit the wall. When she got tired, she started to slap herself in the face...

Binga was stunned and took a video as a record. He will ask Bordeaux when he has time, this medicine...is it normal?

When the peripheral members of the organization came over, they saw a code name member sitting on the sofa, with a woman without... that thing beating herself in front of her.

The two peripheral members who were dressed as movers lowered their heads and thought it was an eyesore. No wonder others had code names but they didn’t. Or maybe they were not perverted enough!

One of the two men held down Miyano Akemi, while the other knocked her unconscious, then wrapped her up in a blanket on the ground and put her in a box.

Binga glanced at the two of them and watched them pack up all the bags, jewelry, clothes, and shoes in the room, and then separated out 40% and put them separately.

Then she dressed up as Miyano Akemi and went out with the peripheral members.

Miyano Akemi was sent to France overnight, and Binga drove the 40% to Gin.

When Vodka saw these things, he was completely stunned.

"Binga, you, why did you give these to my brother? They are old ones."

"What do you mean old? This is 90% new," Binga held his neck high, with a very arrogant attitude, "Didn't your eldest brother ask for 40%? This is 40%, and it will be worth nearly 10 million after it is sold."

Gin:......

"Vodka." Gin took a deep breath. He was still useful, so he tried to tolerate his little temper.

"Yes, big brother, big, big brother..." Vodka frowned as he looked at the second-hand goods. Although they were all money, this...

Forget it, for the sake of these junks worth 10 million, I'll take it.

"Miyano Akemi is already on a plane to France. You said 1 billion US dollars..." Binga hesitated for a moment. He still wanted to fight for his future retirement life. "Give it to the organization?"

"What ten billion dollars?" Gin was stunned. Ten billion dollars, that loser Miyano Akemi couldn't even rob ten billion dollars from a bank.

"Didn't you say that? As long as Miyano Akemi pays 1 billion, I will release Shirley." Binga just thought that Gin was pretending, and he didn't admit it after he just said it.

"My eldest brother said 10 billion yen." Zui spoke up for Vodka and came to the rescue of his eldest brother.

"Huh?" Binga tilted his head and looked at Gin in disbelief. "One billion yen? I'll give you one billion yen and give Miyano Akemi to me. I'll let her make one billion dollars for me."

Gin glanced at him coldly and warned him, "If you don't have money, go get rum. Don't think about getting money from the organization."

Binga: ...

Gin walked out not far when he suddenly stopped and said, "There's a gang from Italy that came to Neon. They stole a batch of maple leaf gold coins. If you're free, go find them. I can give you half as a reward."

"Italian Maple Leaf Gold Coin..." Binga muttered to himself, and had already come up with this idea.

Gin and vodka arrived at the organization's bar base.

"Sir, this is a martini sent by a beautiful lady."

A waiter came over with a glass of wine and placed it in front of Gin.

Vodka picked up the glass and said flattering words one after another, "Brother, is this your suitor?"

Gin, with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced sideways at the visitor coldly and pressed the cigarette butt into the bottle of Vodka, which was still held up.

He grabbed the ice knife and slashed at the waiter. The waiter quickly tore off his disguise and escaped, revealing his true appearance.

"Vermouth! What are you doing here?"

"Haha, why are you so angry? Don't you welcome me to Neon?"

Vermouth put her arm on Gin's shoulder, but Gin quickly dodged, leaving Vermouth empty-handed, and showed a look of impatience.

When he saw Vermouth's face now, he felt it was a little strange, a bit like... a rhino horn.

“Ah? Vermouth, is it really okay for you to be here? And... aren’t you disfigured?”

Vodka knows how to bring up things that are not relevant to the topic, and it specifically hits people's hearts.

The entire organization knew that Vermouth was disfigured. Not only her appearance was ruined, but her voice was also ruined.

Although the plastic surgery was successful, there is still some difference between her and her original face.

When Vermouth heard this, her face changed instantly and she stared at Vodka sinisterly.

That poisonous look made Vodka shudder.

Vermouth suddenly laughed again, and brushed her slightly curly long hair, saying with a smile: "Vodka, you are still so well-informed! By the way, Gin, where is your little wild cat with bared fangs and claws?"

Gin took out the Beretta and put it against Vermouth's head, threatening: "You'd better be in trouble."

In fact, although Vermouth's voice has recovered, there is still some difference when she speaks.

This made Gin, who was used to eating fine bran, unable to accept for a moment the sound of someone chattering in a hoarse voice next to him.

old woman!

Suddenly I feel that Binga’s evaluation of Vermouth is quite pertinent.

"You're really irritable. I don't know how you and Binga get along and work together. After all, both of you have bad tempers! I'm surprised that both of you are still alive."

Vermouth crossed her arms, looking eerie and scary, like an unknown creature crawling out of the darkness.

This is the picture in Vodka's mind.

I couldn't help but shiver and sent a message to Binga to complain.

[Brother, be careful. Vermouth is back. He is like a venomous snake crawling in the dark. It's so scary. - Vodka]

Binga was disdainful of the message, went downstairs of the Kavist laboratory, talked to her on the phone, and then verified his identity to enter.

Kavist saw Binga put down his work and took his arm, smiling and saying, "Why did you think of me just now?"

However, Kavist's attention has been attracted by the smell of perfume on Binga. It is very light, but the smell is addictive.

I wonder if brother Binga would give me a bottle since I’ve been so nice to him.

"Where's Shirley?" Binga didn't make small talk, but got straight to the point.