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

Chianti held onto the half-burnt wall brick, hissing and gasping for air. He looked coldly at Jiang Gu Lingshi. The butterfly in his left eye seemed to have transformed into long eyelashes, about to fly away.

"Amuro Toru!" Chianti gritted his teeth, frowned, and glared at him, saying sharply, "You'd better pray that Bourbon will always protect you, otherwise I will kill you sooner or later."

If she hadn't been injured and the gun in her hand hadn't fallen in the explosion, she would have shot Amuro Toru to teach him a lesson.

McAllen, who was treating his wound again, looked at his nose and his mind as if he didn't exist.

Rei Furuya was not afraid of Chianti's threat at all. He stood lazily on the broken chair, smiling innocently like a harmless sheep.

"Ms. Chianti, killing people is illegal. You'll definitely be arrested by the police and locked up in a dark cell, where you'll have nothing but pork chop rice every day."

His voice was drawn out, with a lingering tail tone and a bit of distraction. He nodded seriously as he spoke, as if he had already witnessed the scene of Chianti spending his life in prison.

Chianti gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me, kid!"

Fūya Ling lowered his eyes, his expression gloomy, as if his high spirits had suddenly turned into boredom. "Then I can't wait any longer. Didn't you hear the police are here?"

He jumped down from the chair and curled his eyes: "I'm leaving first."

He waved his hand coolly and said meaningfully, "Good luck to you."

As he spoke, he put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly into the villa.

The outside was surrounded by police, so we could only leave from the inside.

He didn't believe that Aquavit's safe house didn't have several secret passages leading to the outside.

"Come back." Chianti stared at his back and said coldly, "You can't leave now. Where are the half-long-haired man and the curly-haired man who took you away? How did you escape from them? If you don't explain clearly, I have reason to suspect you of being a traitor."

Fūya Rei stopped, his eyes filled with dark emotions. "Those two people, we can talk while we walk."

His expression gradually grew colder. In the setting sun, he looked like a predator about to hunt before a mysterious castle. Even the air smelled of blood. “After all, I don’t want to be shot by Gin on the way to the police station.”

Macallan silently supported Chianti, and the three of them tacitly walked around the front and headed towards the backyard of the villa.

Chianti's back was stiff, and most of his strength was resting on Macallan.

She took out her cell phone from her pocket and pressed it. Fortunately, the phone was not broken.

She immediately contacted Gin, and as soon as the call was connected she said, "Gin, guess what I saw?"

The call was immediately hung up.

Chianti was furious. She stubbornly called back. When the call was connected again, before she could speak, she heard Gin's low voice warning her, "Let's get straight to the point. Don't waste any time."

Don't waste his time on such a huge joke as a car flying in the sky.

Chianti: “…”

Why do I work so hard, old lady?

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger. Seeing that Furuya Rei couldn't suppress his gloomy expression, she said honestly, "I've discovered a bomb genius. Can you believe it? He carries the raw materials with him and can make a bomb in seconds. It's quite powerful."

Thinking of the familiar car she saw outside the villa, she became even more excited: "The God of Cars seems to be him, or one of his companions. It would be very interesting if they joined the organization. I can't wait."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Chianti waited, but still no sound.

She was puzzled. She looked at the narrow tunnel and shouted loudly: "Hello, is the signal bad? Can Gin hear me?"

Not only did Gin hear it, he also suspected that she had drunk fake wine today.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Chianti was about to speak when a dark-skinned hand reached out from behind and pulled out her phone.

"Give it back to me!" Chianti glared at him immediately, his facial muscles twitching, his teeth chattering, and he became furious.

Fūya Rei chuckled, tiptoed, and floated away from her and McAllen, the two semi-disabled people.

"Amuro Tooru!"

Chianti yelled.

McCarron was tired: "...We haven't even left yet. If you shout any louder, people will notice you."

Chianti was mad: "It was him, he provoked me first."

McCarron somehow heard a hint of grievance in her voice. He said helplessly, "I'm just reminding you out of kindness."

I'm not a judge, so I can't make a judgment for you and decide who is responsible.

At this time, a clear and gentle voice came: "Gin."

Furiya Rei called out with a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Chianti. The empty look in his eyes made Chianti's breath catch.

In the dim environment of the secret passage, the blond young man was walking briskly, but he made her feel depressed for no reason, as if a huge stone was hanging on her heart, making her uneasy and terrified.

Chianti: What happened? Has the canary been persecuted to the point of turning evil and mutating?

She couldn't hear what Gin was saying, but she saw the blond young man with a relaxed expression, complaining in a joking tone, "Don't delve into the people Chianti mentioned. I don't like it."

Gin, who had killed his target with one shot, lowered the brim of his hat, a hint of obscurity flashing across his dark green eyes: "Got it."

It turned out that Chianti was not drunk, nor was he dreaming in broad daylight.

The people she talked about driving cars into the sky and rubbing explosives with their hands really exist.

Gin was instantly excited to see the prey and wanted to get him into the action group. But thinking about Tennessee's words, he decisively suppressed his burning interest.

The last time he used this tone to warn him not to delve too deeply was by Detective Camus Brandy.

Not many people would be interested in this kind of monster. With a little thought, you can tell that it must be the note Cohen mentioned before.

In the end, Gin just calmly warned: "Don't get carried away."

No matter which personality he has, Toru Amuro has an extremely strong desire to possess and control his own territory.

The two so-called informant toys have already been marked by him.

Gin didn't want to step on his sore spots. It was fine to just do the tasks quietly every day, without adding any extra intense drama.

He wanted some peace and quiet.

However, Chianti was able to lift the power of the bomb, so he must have seen it before. I'm afraid they made quite a commotion.

His face darkened, and he wanted to curse the man as a waste.

It's just about taking Aquavit and Amuro Toru away, why do they have to use explosions?

With a sullen face, he ordered, "This big move you guys made will definitely attract the attention of the authorities. It's just the right time for those two cops to clean up the mess."

After hanging up the phone, he said to Vodka who was waiting obediently, "Let's go."

The thick black windbreaker, like a dark cloud, drew a cold trajectory in the air. He stepped on the blood and smoke in the room and left slowly.