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

Furuya Rei's gaze suddenly lost all warmth. He picked up the contract on the table and flipped through it with boredom, saying in a complaining tone, "What are you waiting for, GIN-kun? You don't need me to teach you how to do this, do you?"

Gin slowly raised his head, revealing a bloodthirsty and malicious chuckle. He had the gun in his hand at some point, and at the moment the gun went off, a bullet pierced through the forehead of a member of the Heiger team.

Gin's dark green eyes, like those of a wolf king, flashed with a deep murderous aura. He smiled grimly and said, "Very good. Start clearing the area."

Gin is very familiar with getting rid of partners and even has a complete set of procedures.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides engaged in a firefight. In this small space, the brutal violence of the Yakuza organization was fully revealed.

Knob Creek wanted to step forward to protect the gentleman, but was forced back by the enemy's bullets. He was so angry that he picked up his two guns and opened fire.

As long as all the enemies are killed, Lord Amuro will be safe.

Nob Creek shot people in the head with every shot and occasionally threw a dart. His powerful aggression made Gin look sideways for a moment.

Vodka hid in the corner with a gun, shooting the enemy whenever he had the chance, but he didn't dare to rush into the center of the battle like Knob Creek, who was so skilled and brave.

After all, he was just a civilian, no match for a berserker like Knob Creek.

Faced with the fire suppression, Fūya Zero's eyes swept across the system light screen.

The worrywart card still showed a young man with kite eyes and a sand-colored windbreaker, but the young man with a black coat and a red scarf he had seen before was not wrong either.

So, there are two worry masters?

Or two souls in one body?

Rubbish system, and the character design is not explained clearly.

He looked at the skill he was using.

[The debuff that affects everyone indiscriminately and makes you a master of human outlines is now passively active—]

Then, a bullet grazed his hair without a single strand falling off.

Rei Furuya: So you’re a master of human body outlining. That’s awesome.

He no longer worried about his character. No matter who was the worryer, mental pollution was unsolvable. He had already learned to give up after being cheated countless times.

He let the barrage of bullets grazed his windbreaker without dodging. He sat lazily in his chair, his chin resting on one hand. He even had the leisure to flip through the contract his opponent had brought, laughing heartily as he did so.

"It's actually a serious contract. I thought they would just pull something out randomly."

"It's really interesting that they have to be so particular about the details."

He spoke loudly, deliberately hinting at Gin: "Unlike some people, who don't even put in the effort. They just pick up a few pieces of paper as capital."

Gin was so angry that he took the time to shoot him at his feet, and only then did he calm down.

Fūya Rei took the opportunity to take two steps back and glanced at the secretary who was being protected. At the secretary's hidden gesture, his eyes fixed on a certain place, as if he saw something interesting, and his eyes gradually became interested.

Amidst the hail of bullets, he leisurely stepped over the corpses and walked briskly towards the man hiding in the corner.

The black windbreaker drew a cold arc in the air, brushing across the pale face of the corpse without any reluctance.

Team leader Haig was squatting in the corner. The burly man, about forty years old, curled himself up pitifully, which was quite funny.

The team leader's face turned pale and blue as he watched the gunfight in front of him. He was just curious about the organization that was doing business with his family, so he quietly followed Officer A to take a look.

Who could have thought that this sight would almost cost him his life.

There's something wrong with the organization on the opposite side. Their armed forces are unusually strong. The guns in the hands of their members are all the latest models, and some are very difficult to obtain.

This means that the other party either has a complete smuggling chain or is involved in arms trafficking.

No matter which one it is, he seems unable to afford to offend.

Moreover, the opponent's style is really special. He will start a fight directly if there is a disagreement. He acts ruthlessly, decisively and mercilessly.

When did Japan have such a powerful Yakuza organization?

He glanced at Gin and his group, and suddenly remembered a legend on the road.

——The black crows are staring at you. They are everywhere and know everything.

——Look, the crows are coming, run away.

These two sentences came from the mouths of survivors of a Yakuza organization that had mysteriously perished. It was said that there was a Yakuza organization that looked like a black crow existing in Japan.

They are mysterious and low-key.

Uh, low-key style?

The team leader took a look at the enemy in the fierce battle and silently dismissed his guess. It should not be that organization.

After all, the opponent he was fighting with was too arrogant.

"Oh my, look what I found? A big black bear hiding?"

A drawn-out voice with a hint of teasing rang in his ears, and Team Leader Haig fell backward, almost jumping up in fright.

——I got you.

As Fūya Rei came closer, he slightly adjusted his expression, his aura became dark and white, and his eyes became pure and upright.

Before Team Leader Hegge could see the person clearly, he instinctively raised his leg and knocked the person down. He then pounced on the person and covered his mouth with his hand. Only after covering it did he have the mind to look at who the person was.

Golden hair, dark skin, purple-gray eyes...

It turned out to be a high-ranking member of the enemy organization.

For a moment, both sides looked at each other.

The held hostage Rei Furuya: weak, pitiful, helpless, unable to fight, trembling.JPG.

'High-quality hostage, you deserve it' is written all over his body.

Team Leader Haig, who received a sudden blessing: The enemy arrived at my door like a takeaway, I was so happy.JPG

Team leader Heiger pulled out his gun and put it to Fūya Rei's brow, sneering, "Let them surrender."

Fūya Rei blinked, and his purple-gray pupils instantly became misty. Tears floated in his eyes, but they stubbornly refused to fall.

Team leader Heiger, who had seen the other party's deep demeanor like the emperor of the night, almost broke his expression when he saw this guy's fragile appearance.

It's weird, take another look.

Team Leader Heger met the other party's tearful eyes again, and he was still shocked by the other party's weak posture.

Weren’t you like this just now?

Team Leader Haig: "...What's your situation?"

He almost stuttered, and his momentum immediately weakened a lot.

"Did you get scared? I was just happy that someone finally fulfilled their wish to kill me, and I cried for joy." Furiya Rei pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes and turned his head to look at him. His voice was smiling, but his eyes were empty. "Don't be afraid."

Team Leader Haig: ...Then don't scare me.

Seeing his timid reaction, Furuya Ling frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "You can shoot, right?"

Team Leader Haig retorted, "Who are you looking down on?"

Why does this guy look at him so strangely, as if he is looking at a fish that has escaped the "compulsory education" net.

This compulsory education refers to the Yakuza rookie training camp, which is really infuriating.

Furiya Ling was delighted, the satisfaction of a long-cherished wish coming true overflowing from his face. He urged sweetly, "Hurry up and shoot! I'm ready."

Team Leader Haig: ...

I've never seen anyone so actively seeking death. It's outrageous!