Chapter 559 How About We Get a New Car (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Thanks for your hard work."

In the dark black Volga GAZ carriage, the person speaking was not Gin, but

On the back seat was a silver-haired woman wearing black stockings with her legs crossed.

The red flame-like lips curved up, and the eyes were hidden in the darkness, but they bloomed with a trace of light.

The Witch with a Thousand Faces, Belmode.

Sakaki kept staring at her through the rearview mirror.

Judging from her appearance, it was hard for Sakaki to believe that she was a woman close to 50 years old.

It is no longer a matter of maintenance level.

But she has a young face.

Belmode stroked her waist-length silky silver hair, held her chin and asked:

"Is Pisk dead?"

"Dead."

Sakaki retracted his gaze, caught the key thrown by Gin, and started the car:

"Why kill him?"

"Who knows?"

Belmode chuckled and said:

"Maybe."

"It's not certain that someone wanted to kill him."

"Belmod!"

Gin's face turned cold and his voice became stern:

"Killing Pisk is the boss's order!"

"It has nothing to do with other people!"

"Yeah, it was the right choice for him to die."

Stretching his sore shoulders, Belmod said in a relaxed tone:

"You're just another eyesore, aren't you, Gin?"

"Only traitors and moles are a thorn in my side."

The car slowly entered the road and passed by a fire truck. Gin stared ahead, the cigarette in his mouth trembling:

"Pisk's loyalty is not in question, it's just a pity."

"He's so stupid."

"That's right."

Belmod looked at the retrograde neon lights outside the window:

"I always want to touch a higher level of authority, but I ignore my own strength."

"He died unjustly."

"We have lost another key member. This time, Gin, you won't want to fight with me."

"Who do you want to win over to become your backbone?"

Gin asked.

"A sniper after me."

Belmod smiled slightly:

"He is a veteran of the Special Forces and is good at sniping. He heard that I returned to Japan and came here from the United States to defect to me."

"Do you think I have the heart to abandon him?"

“You can’t even see or touch, but you’re also a fool.”

With a calm expression on his face, Gin didn't take the so-called suitor to heart at all.

There are many people pursuing Belmod, including wealthy conglomerates and military tycoons.

If we really counted them, they would be enough to line up from New York to Moscow.

But how many people are lucky enough to sleep together?

Gin knew very well that the woman behind her who looked as beautiful as a fairy had a vicious heart. In her eyes, her pursuer was just a pawn that could be used.

I would be happy to let Pomeranians die just for a smile.

group.

Single-celled organisms.

"Yeah."

Delicate fingers reached out from behind and took off the cigarette from Gin's mouth. Belmode took a puff without any concern:

"I thought you would be jealous."

"Oh"

Gin took out the antihypertensive medicine, threw a few pills into his mouth, and said without changing his expression:

"Jealous of you?"

"Belmod, when did you start?"

"Like telling jokes?"

Belmode shook his head and said no more.

Sakaki Cheng, who was in charge of driving, was frightened when he heard that.

turn out to be

Does gin taste good?

No wonder I never heard anyone mention the gin woman.

There is only one Belmode in the world!

Young women do not have the charm of Belmode, and those who do have charm are older, and their physical appearance is not as young as Belmode.

These are secondary, the key is

Conversation between Gin and Belmod

Doesn't sound like a normal coworker.

But you want to say they are a couple?

Sakaki glanced at the silent Gin and shook his head in his mind.

impossible!

The woman Gin can fall in love with is probably not born yet.

After finding an intersection and putting Belmode down,

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Volga GAZ returned to the new institute, Vodka on crutches, stretched his neck, waiting for a long time.

Seeing that Gin and Sakaki returned safely, his tense little heart gradually relaxed.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

"How was the mission accomplished?"

"It went very well."

Sakaki returned the car keys to him:

"Tunkou Zhongyan and Pisk are both dead."

"Pisk?!"

Vodka was startled.

He vaguely remembers

Last night, Gin told him that Sakaki would definitely kill Pisk.

Didn't expect

We just met yesterday, and today we sent Pisk to hell.

"Why kill him?"

Vodka asked in confusion:

"Did he betray the organization?"

"When Pisk was doing it, a reporter took a photo, and it was a close-up of him shooting at the ceiling."

Gin glanced at Sakaki:

"I'm afraid tomorrow morning's newspapers will report on the murder of Congressman Tonko Shigehiko by the chairman of the automobile group."

"so."

"The boss will order me to kill Pisk before the police find him!"

"hiss"

Vodka gasped, shock written on his face.

What Boss hates most is that his subordinates have dirty hands and feet, and the police have found evidence.

Pisk, who has been with the boss for many years, knows this very well, so he would rather fail the mission than expose himself.

Photographed by reporters shooting

This can no longer be called a "coincidence".

Even if Vodka, who has a wooden head, can think of the suspicious points, how can Gin not think of it?

But when he reported to the boss, he did not mention this at all.

This is worth pondering

"Okay."

Gin did not mean to invite Makoto Sakaki upstairs for tea:

"You can go home."

"Today, it is exactly the second month since you joined the organization."

"At 10 o'clock this morning, the salary has been deposited into your card. If you have any questions, just go to Vodka."

Huh?

Paid salary?

What a great joy!

Since being promoted to a backbone, Makoto Sakaki's salary has increased by 3 times, from 1 million/month to 3 million/month.

But what did he do?

After careful calculation, the results of the battle in January are as follows:

Killed 18 elites of the organization, 1 veteran backbone (Pisk), stole 1 key backbone (Shirley), 3 drivers, indirectly damaged the vehicle Porsche 356a, and a heavy firepower gun Barrett.

Good guy.

All backstabbing!

For a moment, Sakaki Makoto was a little suspicious of his life.

He.

Did he do too much?

If he keeps going like this.

Can the Black Organization still hold on?

He himself is embarrassed by the salary.

"Ahem, I'm off work then"

After saying hello, Sakaki Makoto quickly slipped out of the gate of the new institute.

"Why is he running so fast?"

Vodka said blankly:

"We are not evil spirits"

"This kid has not done anything bad, has he?"

"Mind your own business."

Gin glanced at him:

"How is the car repaired?"

"It will take a few more days. The outer steel plates have been broken by bullets and need to be replaced."

Scratching his head, Vodka said:

"The engine is fine, but the money from repairing the car can buy another one."

"How about."

"Let's get a new car?"

"How about I replace you?"