Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

After the other members of the organization left, there was no more noise in the bar, only the monotonous piano music playing in a loop.

It was not until Cohen, who had been badly beaten, followed the trail and came to the door that Nob Creek came to his senses and floated out of the bar like a wandering soul, scaring Cohen who was looking for trouble.

Cohen: I don't know how I offended you, but you've been hurting me every day. But I haven't even come here to settle the score with you yet, and you've lost your mind?

Is it a scam or extortion?

The people of Knob Creek completely ignored Cohen's existence and floated out of the bar, but their souls were thinking of crossing the ocean to find the gentleman.

His eyes were full of admiration, as if he had suddenly discovered that the god he believed in had a more powerful and unpredictable side.

He was so excited that he wanted to jump for joy.

You are worthy of being called Mr., and you are worthy of being my mentor and guiding light in life.

You are so powerful, I have to work harder just for your recognition.

He was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He took on three tasks overnight. Not only did he completely forget the text message from Rafi about the meeting, he also mocked Rafi in his heart.

He raised the corner of his mouth proudly and said, "You don't even know Mr. Amuro's code name. You are really awesome, Lafei."

It can be said that he doesn't care about friendship at all.

Lafite, who had been keeping the secret that 'Mr. Amuro is equal to Mr. Tennessee and the second generation of Mr. Bourbon', came to the door at night but found nothing.

Rafi stood outside the empty safe house, his face covered with the cold wind, and a question mark appeared on his forehead.

Didn’t we agree to meet in the evening?

What about people?

I also want to talk to you about your idol, who has been replaced by the gentleman you wholeheartedly admire.

but--

The dark safe house made the biggest mockery of him.

Lafite took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Rafi, who always thought that Nob Creek didn't know that Mr. Amuro had a code name, was madly mocking Nob Creek for being a waste in his heart.

The two people who make fun of each other can be said to have a tacit understanding, worthy of being from the same training ground.

While completing his mission, Nob Creek did not forget to speak up for Mr. Amuro's two aliases on the forum. His non-anonymous and tough attitude was too high-profile and arrogant, which attracted the attention of Gibson, a forum novice who was far away in New York.

So, the two of them started arguing with each other.

After finishing his recollection, Knob Creek edited the apology email with a serious expression.

"Mr. Amuro, I'm deeply sorry. I accidentally learned your codename, Bourbon, from a drunk Vodka. I will keep it secret and warn Vodka if he leaks the information. However, due to my carelessness, Gibson seems to have taken something from my attitude. Please be cautious and await your punishment."

—Knob Creek]

Knob Creek checked every word several times before sending it out with a heavy look in his eyes.

He had a serious and dignified aura, as if he was dealing with an extremely difficult task.

No one knew that Knob Creek was extremely depressed.

My performance must have disappointed the gentleman. I have been trying my best to get his approval.

Knob Creek gnashed its teeth, Gibson, just wait!

Gibson didn't know that Knob Creek held a grudge against him. Even if he knew, he was not afraid. He might even be excited. He wanted to show his master who was the most trustworthy one.

After Gibson sent an email to suppress Knob Creek's arrogance, he was too lazy to leave for a moment, so he leaned against the lamppost and browsed the intranet for accepting tasks, wanting to check the recent tasks of the branch.

After all, the research institute doesn't allow him to work anymore, so he has to work.

I heard that Gin in the organization hates trash and freeloaders the most.

He didn't want to run into someone's Beretta around the corner.

As luck would have it, when he first entered the intranet, he saw several people accepting a task at the same time.

He looked closely and saw that it was the task issued by Vermouth a day ago.

Mission Details: Bourbon's lover, Toru Amuro, and Tennessee teamed up to kill Bourbon and inherit his codename. Bourbon's basic intelligence is currently being updated, so please consult your own inquiries. The second generation of Bourbon is missing. Any codename members of the New York branch's Intelligence and Operations teams who have free time are invited to take on this mission and recover him as soon as possible.

Attached photo: Toru Amuro giving balloons to children at the mall.jpg

Gibson:!

Vermouth is indeed a big star. She has read and acted in many scripts. Look at how well-designed the mission is. The three code names that appear in the mission are all for the same person. It's really amazing!

The organization headquarters is really good at playing around. The gentleman's multiple identities are all played out in a variety of ways.

But he knew in his heart that these identities of the gentleman were taboo and could not be made public.

After admiring the picture of Mr. Canary's personality for a while, Gibson took over the task.

He knew very well that without Mr. Absinthe's permission, it would be impossible for Absinthe to issue such a ridiculous and funny task.

Since that's what the gentleman wants, then he can also join in and play hide-and-seek with 'Canary'.

The thought of playing games with her husband made Gibson's blood boil uncontrollably, and she bit the soft flesh of her mouth lining excitedly.

After calming down, he closed the intranet and slipped into the dark web frequented by mercenaries and killers.

Transactions take place on the dark web all the time, including intelligence transactions, assassination bounties, sniping of listed groups, trading of research results, and so on.

Gibson frowned. The master was currently building an amusement park in New York, and he couldn't let anyone ruin his interest.

He opened the contact page and wanted to ask the crime professor for help, but he found that the other party had not appeared for a long time.

I guess the professor is going somewhere to have fun again.

Since no one was found, Gibson had to do it himself.

He immediately contacted all the informants in the top underworld organizations in New York, asking about their recent missions in order to eliminate any organizations that might cause trouble for him.

Soon, he locked on to New York's notorious underworld organization, Cigar, from the responses of various informants.

It is the organization that is causing trouble for you, sir.

The informant's information was sent over quickly.

[Sir, the Cigar Organization has already been dispatched this afternoon. They've had a rift with the organization, and somehow got hold of information and photos of Sir Tennessee's beloved, and are already going to arrest them.]

As for the purpose of arresting people, of course it is to threaten the code-named members to intimidate the organization and prevent the organization from being arrogant in their territory.

Gibson's face instantly darkened. Cigar had already set out in the afternoon and must have made preparations long ago. He must have arrived at the destination by now.

He held the phone so hard that it made a creaking sound.

Gibson did not delay and immediately reported to Vermouth.

Vermouth was interested in watching the fun, and after sharing Furuya Rei's location with Gibson, she secretly followed the confrontation.