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

Binga looked bad, but still contacted the medical team to go to the nearest laboratory.

At this moment, he regretted bringing her to the disco. He really couldn't understand how the code name member of the organization could be so fragile.

After being sent to the laboratory, not only the medical team arrived, but also the boss's personal guards and medical team.

This scene shocked Binga and the other two. After handing over Spiatus, Binga, Caviste and Chianti stood in the corner obediently like elementary school students.

No one knows why the Boss’s guards showed up. When they made the phone call just now, it seemed like there were only three of them...right?

Soon, Gin, who had just completed his mission, rushed to the laboratory without having time to deal with the blood on his body.

Seeing the few people standing in a row at the base of the wall, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, walked up to the Boss butler, and spoke as respectfully as possible, "Excuse me, what happened?"

"Take the adults to drink and dance. You should know that Master Spiatus is older than all of you put together."

The butler glanced at Binga, his eyes restrained and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but Gin knew that Binga was in big trouble this time.

He is really good at taking that adult out drinking and dancing.

Gin's teeth were clattering as he gritted his teeth. He tried to calm himself down and made up his mind to take the man away first. He said, "I'll send him to the punishment room immediately."

The butler waved his hand, with a worried look on his face. His master was always a worry to him. Why was he still going out to party at such an old age?

It would be fine if he just drank a little at home, but outside he actually drank from the bottle.

Not worry-free.

Gin walked up to the three people without saying a word, but everyone could feel the coldness from him.

Facing Gin in front of them, they were like three primary school students who had made mistakes facing their class teacher, and Binga was the troublemaker.

"You, come with me." Gin took Binga away and glared at Chianti and Caviste.

Looking at Gin's disappearing back, Chianti finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. Gin has never been so angry even when the mission failed."

Kavist blinked his eyes, showing that he was innocent as well. "Do you guys usually have so much pressure working with Gin? How pitiful."

"Hey, sister, take care. I don't think this is over yet." Chianti patted Caviste's shoulder and left the laboratory.

Binga was very unhappy about being taken away by Gin, but... he felt guilty. The God of Wealth of the organization almost made him die from dancing, so he didn't make a fuss. "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"I'll send you to the punishment room." Gin said without hiding anything and sent the man in personally.

The people in the punishment room punished Binga in front of Gin. They had known that the two were not on good terms, but they did not expect that it would come to the point where one was being punished while the other had to watch.

When the attacker whipped him for the first time, Binga managed not to cry out, while Gin frowned. If this continued, after thirty whips, he would be crippled if not dead.

Gin snatched the whip from the officer in charge of the punishment and did it himself, controlling each lash just right.

Although his skin looked torn, actually his bones were not injured at all. After he got out, he just had to lie in bed for a few days at most.

Binga didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just stared at Gin fiercely and cursed him a thousand times in his heart.

When the whip swept across Binga's chin, he cried out and roared, "Asshole, don't hit me in the face."

"Yeah." Gin paused as he raised his whip hand, then moved it to another place.

After the punishment, Binga had already lost consciousness due to the pain. Gin carried him out. The eyes of the people in the punishment room changed. What a huge hatred!

And Binga was also a ruthless man. He endured the punishment without even crying out.

Is this what it means to prefer death to dignity in front of the enemy?

It definitely won’t work if we replace them.

They are all ruthless people!

Gin sent Binga directly to the organization's hospital and contacted Beatrice. Beatrice, who was frightened in the laboratory, had just come out to breathe a sigh of relief, but was frightened again by Gin's call.

He was more frightened today than he had ever been in his entire life.

The key point is to keep it confidential.

Binga took Boss to a wild party, and his heart jumped too much and he fell down.

Who can resist not sharing this?

But if he shares it, the head may not still be with him.

It's so uncomfortable to hold it in!

When they arrived at the hospital, Binga, who was covered in wounds, was seen quickly treating his wounds.

We found out it was just an external injury, so we simply applied some medicine and bandaged it. It looked serious, but in fact it was back to normal after a few days. We then used some ointment and there was no scar left.

Bitchus sorted Binga's clothes and said to himself, "Brother, you are the first person in the organization to take Boss to the wild party. Now you are the No. 1 in my heart."

When Binga was pushed out, Gin was sitting in the waiting area with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, but you could tell at a glance that he was in a bad mood.

Beat Chus felt quite sympathetic towards Gin. No matter how cautious he was, he could never have imagined that the people under him were only taking care of Boss by taking him out clubbing and drinking.

But something went wrong and I almost died.

"Gin, you need to be more positive. No one knows about this kind of accident."

Beatrice still comforted Gin and handed Binga to Gin. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, it was hard to imagine that if something really happened to the Boss, none of them would be able to escape.

The boss's guards can shoot them all.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

Let Kavist develop the medicine quickly to give Boss a healthy body. He can't bear this kind of shock.

"How is he?" Gin's voice was hoarse and low, and his face was tired, obviously caused by working overtime and staying up late.

"It's nothing... It's nothing serious. Just take a rest for a while."

After all, Beatrice still had some consideration for the feelings. If Binga was fine, just fainted from the pain, Gin would probably have to take him back and beat him up again.

Gin stood up, picked up Binga, carried him on his shoulders and brought him back to his safe house. Don't even think about leaving his sight during this time.

The boss was almost gone.

The next day, Binga woke up slowly and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. Just as he woke up, he saw Gin's cold face.

"Hello, where is this?" Binga's voice was still a little hoarse from not having drunk water for a long time. He wanted to sit up but Gin stuffed a bottle into his mouth.

The milk in it was just the right temperature.

"This is my safe house. You stay here during this time and are not allowed to go anywhere."

Binga reacted and wanted to open his mouth to spit it out, but Gin pushed it back in.

"Drink it, this is your breakfast."

No matter how angry Binga was, he had no place to vent. He could only finish the milk. He was tied up like a mummy, and it was difficult for him to move. He couldn't resist at all. He could only stare at Gin and angrily asked, "You're just going to give me a bottle of milk that tastes so weird for breakfast?"

Gin took the bottle away and explained slowly, "This is infant formula for children aged three to seven. It's very suitable for you. It's rich in protein and calcium, which is very suitable for you now."