Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

"Idiot, it's already this late and you're still looking for this useless man."

Gin shouted.

"boom!"

Bai Quanyi punched Gin directly and said coldly: "Gin, watch your mouth. Why does Sister Bei like me but not you? It means I am better than you!"

Gin angrily pulled out his gun and pointed it at Baiquanyi, but he suddenly remembered the memory of Baiquanyi dodging bullets and beating him into a pig's head, so he quickly put the gun back.

The reason why Gin was so patient with Shiraizumi's provocation was because that memory had become a lifelong nightmare for him.

"Vermouth, don't regret it."

"And you, Bai Quanyi, just wait for me."

After saying that, Gin ran away in shame.

Vermouth took Baiquanyi's hand away and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go too."

Bai Quanyi said, "I'll go with you."

Vermouth asked, "You will die if you follow me, do you know?"

Bai Quanyi said, "Sister Bei, stop pretending to be tough. You came to me at this time just to ask me to help you."

Vermouth said seriously: "I don't want you to help me, I just want to see you..."

Bai Quanyi waved his hand and said calmly: "Sister Bei, don't say anything more. I will accompany you to kill Rum."

Vermouth said: "No - you can't show up, otherwise your identity will be exposed, which is related to the organization's research."

Bai Quanyi said, "Your life is threatened now, why are you still focusing on research?"

"The organization's research is more important than my life!" Vermouth said firmly, almost insanely.

"Okay... I'm convinced by you."

Bai Quanyi took out a pair of special sunglasses from the space ring and put them on. After putting on these sunglasses, no one could recognize Bai Quanyi's true identity. Needless to say, these sunglasses were produced by the system.

"Now, no one will be able to recognize me. Just treat me as your bodyguard." Bai Quanyi said.

"Oh..." Vermouth sighed and said nothing more, looking like she had no idea what to do with Bai Quanyi.

Vermouth took Baiquanyi to a nearby parking lot, came to her silver Maserati, opened the trunk, and saw rows of weapons.

"Choose whatever weapon you want."

"Even the Desert Eagle is prepared. This is it."

"Bai Quanyi, we're going to fight to the death, not let you show off."

"I don't even take a little thing like Rum seriously." Bai Quanyi said with contempt, "Let's go."

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Vermouth shook her head and drove the Maserati to take Baiquan Yi to the destination.

As soon as the Maserati walked out of the popcorn area, a killer on a motorcycle chased after it.

Bai Quanyi opened the car window and used the Desert Eagle to easily solve the problem.

After seeing Baiquan Yi's performance, Vermouth thought that she had made the right choice by choosing him!

Although Vermouth didn't admit it, she did want Bai Quanyi's help in her heart. However, she would not force him, after all, it was a life-threatening matter.

Vermouth was driving while talking on the phone: "Rum, are you still there? I'm coming over now."

Rum said calmly, "You really chose to come see me. Does this mean that you are ready to die?"

Rum then added: "Actually, it would be a better choice for you to escape."

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Vermouth said: "I don't want to live under the shadow of death. Instead of that, it would be more direct to kill you."

"How dare you say that."

"Rum, tell me your location. This villa is too big and it's really difficult to find it..." Vermouth's voice sounded light, and at the same time, there were gunshots.

Immediately afterwards, someone fell to the ground with a groan, and there was the sound of something heavy crashing, causing chaos on the other end of the phone.

Rum's expression didn't change: "Did you call for help?"

Vermouth replied: "Yes, are you scared?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't have waited at home for so long."

"So, how many people did you prepare today?"

On the phone, Rum's smile gradually widened: "Why, are you scared?"

"Not really. I just want to know how many people I have to kill tonight?"

"Arrogant! You're dead, Vermouth."

Rum hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

"Vermouth dared to come to me on her own initiative. That's good. It saves me from sending people to hunt her down."

Then, Rum took out the walkie-talkie and said quickly: "Everyone, please pay attention. Vermouth and her companions have appeared..."

Throwing away the walkie-talkie, he quickly hid the pistol. Almost at the same time, the door of the study behind was opened.

Then the doors of the next door opened one after another, and a large group of figures walked out with guns.

"Set off."

Rum said lightly, "Three."

486. Rum is in dire straits

What surprised him a little was that although he had guessed that Vermouth would come, he didn't expect that she would actually come to his villa. Logically, she should have been killed on the way.

Rum and his men did not go through the front door, but moved quickly along another passage.

Just as he was about to step out of the villa, Rum stopped and turned to look at the person next to him.

The other party nodded, holding the pistol tightly with a vigilant look on his face, and carefully poked his head out.

boom.

A sharp gunshot suddenly rang out. The man just popped his head out, and a gorgeous blood flower instantly bloomed on his forehead.

As he fell to the ground, everyone saw a small object drawing an arc in the sky and flying towards them.

It was a grenade.

"Get away!"

"boom."

The explosion seemed to shatter everyone's eardrums, like the angry roar of a wild beast in the forest. As the blinding flames shot up from the ground, the scorching heat began to spread rapidly in all directions, completely enveloping everyone in less than a second.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows shattered one by one, and countless glass shards shot in all directions. Then came the fragments on the floor, the dust rising in the sky, and the broken pieces of furniture, which fluttered continuously and blurred everyone's vision.

Rum, who had already pounced out, had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He subconsciously turned his head back and was horrified to see a huge flame blazing in front of him. The way out had been blocked, but now it was slowly split into two from the middle.

The scene that could only be seen in movies was now miraculously played out before his eyes.

In the middle of the flames, the figure that was extremely familiar to Rum slowly walked out.

"It seems I won."

Vermouth said this. The man in sunglasses beside her seemed like the god of death. No matter how powerful the killer was, he was no match for him.

Vermouth's light words instantly woke up the group of killers who were completely shocked by the scene that only appeared in the movie.

The killers, who were well-trained in professionalism, immediately pointed their guns at Vermouth in the middle of the flames.

But they didn't get a chance to pull the trigger.

Because the high-temperature flames were already sweeping towards them madly.

Amidst the shrill wails, several figures with flickering flames burning on their bodies rolled on the ground in pain, trying their best to put out the fire.

Rum didn't make any sound and didn't say anything harsh.

Long before Vermouth took action, he ran to the back without hesitation.

He was followed by several frightened killers.

Those who walked slower had just stood up when they suddenly heard a series of gunshots in their ears. Their heads exploded like watermelons, and scarlet blood immediately spilled all over the floor.

"Mr. Rum, the man in sunglasses next to Vermouth seems to be able to control fire." After getting in the car, the driver's hands were shaking and his voice was trembling.

The scene of his companions screaming in the sea of ​​fire was like a nightmare that could not be shaken off, lingering in his mind.

"Don't think too much, just leave here first." Rum said coldly, glancing at the rearview mirror. He had prepared so many people, but now only three cars escaped.

At an intersection, Rum's car stopped.

Because the light in front of us is red.

"Mr. Rum, do you want to hit it?" The driver's face was pale.

Rum looked at the intersection ahead that was blocked by vehicles and was about to answer when he caught a glimpse of several uniformed policemen on the side of the road.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "No need, the police are here. Even if that guy catches up, he won't dare to make too much noise..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang.

Looking down, Rum couldn't help but frown.

Because it was Gin calling.

"Is there something wrong?" When he answered the phone, his tone was very gloomy. After all, it had only been a short time and more than half of the people he brought with him had died.

"Rum, have you decided to get rid of Vermouth?" Gin's voice was calm.

"I'm the one who's going to be solved! Vermouth, who did you ask for help?" Rum asked.

"Inspector Masushi Shiraizumi of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Rum's heart sank, but his tone remained unchanged: "Is it true that Vermouth has been colluding with the Metropolitan Police Department for a long time?"

"I don't like this kind of mindless speech."

"Then what do you think happened?"

"With Baiquanyi's help, Vermouth may really be able to replace that adult."

The call was hung up.

Rum suddenly felt a chill on his back...

Gin was already scared by Baiquanyi, and Rum was laughing at Gin at that time. Now he knows what's going on?

As a man who has been struggling with life and death for many years, Rum felt for the first time that he was so close to death.

I thought I had a sure win, but the situation turned around so quickly.

He instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror and saw nothing suspicious.

But he was still worried, so he rolled down the window and looked around carefully.

Rum had just breathed a sigh of relief when his expression suddenly changed.

Rearview mirror, the Maserati is chasing us.

Rum patted the horseman's head and said, "Still waiting for the traffic light? Are you crazy?"

The gangster had no choice but to run a red light.

After chasing each other, the two sides came to an abandoned factory.

"shot!"

Suddenly, panicked sounds were heard from inside the half-open door of the factory.

Then, several black gun muzzles suddenly burst out with dazzling flames, accompanied by the chaotic and dense gunshots. The bullets fiercely pierced the hood and windshield of the car, and countless glass shards flew around like a torrential rain.

Vermouth bent down expressionlessly, leaning sideways on the seat, her whole body like a sculpture, motionless.

When they were almost close enough, he kicked open the car door and rushed out.

Due to the inertia of the high speed, the car crashed into the warehouse.