Develop idol business in Conan World

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In the next life, he was about to find a sofa to lie down and get a good night's sleep. Bel Modera got up and pushed to the kitchen, which is the kitchen where the cooking position is facing the living room.

From there, you can draw your gun directly from the sofa, kill the cook in the kitchen, and keep yourself in the shooting position where you are always the best shooting traitor. Gin sits in the position where he was just ready to sit in the next life.

"Hey, hey, why did you let me into the kitchen?"

"Come here at midnight, and I have a life-and-death speed with the FBI madman. I haven't eaten until now. Hurry up and cook for me!"

"Isn't there still vodka? Let him order takeaway!"

"If he has the brain, would I still let you pick me up?!"

That said, it makes sense.

I was about to take out my phone and play with Tetris vodka, clutching his heart, and getting stabbed in the back for no reason. It didn't feel good.

After a few quarrels, the next life can only go to the refrigerator, start to take the ingredients, the meat is defrosted, all the food bought in advance, this house is also the house that I bought in advance for Sister Bei.

Going back to the living room and creating a bar environment with the decorative dim lighting, Belmode walked to the electric wine cooler, took out two bottles of wine, and put them on the table. One bottle was absinthe, the other was In front of the gin, he also handed him a few extra ice cubes.

Gin took his share, and after watching for a while, a wicked smile appeared on his mouth.

"Oh, Shirley~~"

Hearing the idiot's voice of gin wine in the next life, the vegetable cutter over there silently put down the kitchen knife, picked up the chopping knife next to it, and cut the bullwhip directly.

Although there is no food, there is a glass of ice wine, which is almost enough for a tea party, and there is a cook specializing in food on the other side.

"Let's talk about it, why are you here for Neon this time?" Gin picked up the glass, ignoring the other party's clink, and drank it directly, feeling the cold juice hitting his throat.

"One billion yuan, because your actions have been too slow recently, so let me supervise it." He expressed helplessness for the other party's incomprehension, and then put away the wine glass and drank his own light sweetness, high-end absinthe, taste Still, the taste is not comparable to ordinary goods that you can get from outside.

"Slow progress, what a joke, we have to provide drug research expenses here, do you think I am playing every day? I have got 100 million today, and I will soon get the rest!"

Holding a gun against a person’s head, this is what gin is good at. As for getting money, after all, it’s not as good as collecting rent, but even if you don’t get the money, gin doesn’t allow others to mention their sadness in front of their little brother. .

Otherwise, doesn't it seem that he is eating his gin by physical strength, and it took so long to become a leader. There is no one who does it by himself. Now he is a technical crowd and a brain-minded person!

"But now in the market, even if you have 100 million neon coins, they are worthless after conversion. Who doesn't know how far the market for neon coins has fallen. If you convert 100 million yuan into green tickets, you can make up one million. The green ticket is the result of your gin gun touching someone’s head"

Directly using a satirical tone, Belmode's relationship with this person is not as good as it seems, especially at this time, as satirical as possible.

In other words, the person who got 10 billion green tickets back then, who dares to move himself?

"Huh, that's not your ability in the final analysis. I have investigated it. At that time, you were a commissioner who was specially assigned to Neon. At that time, you couldn't take it out. It was all helped by someone later, and remember your current status. Identity, the third-rate personnel who were chased by the FBI waste and wanted to escape to Neon, now you are on my territory!"

Qin Ye was looked down upon by others, and he dared to laugh at him and didn’t say anything. Let’s hurt each other. Anyway, neon is now the site of Qin Ye. Today, in the amusement park with the most traffic, a high school student was on the spot. It's done, and the other party doesn't even have the ability to call the police, so I can only lie there honestly!

"Gin, you have to understand. Now you are begging me. If I need a passport, I can change my passport and go back to the United States. But you are different. If you say you have no results, get out early."

"Hmph, you think you can still be a witch, when I didn’t know, after the rye whiskey defected, but stared at you, and the FBI girl, you are the enemy of killing your father, you Do you think you can escape!"

Gin couldn't help it anymore, and then he took out the pistol in his arms and put it on the table, so as not to subconsciously take it into his pocket and shoot the traitor when he went up.

Don't ask how you know she is a traitor, it feels like it is!

On the other side, in the next life when these people bite the dog, the food has been prepared, and the three sizzling steaks are cooked at the same time, and then placed on the table in front of them, looking at the vodka who is extremely embarrassed and dare not drink.

"Hey, big black, come here and serve food!"

"Oh, oh, here it comes."

Rumeng amnesty, stood up quickly, Vodka trot over to pick up the steak, only after turning around again, he found the murderous eyes of gin, as if looking at a traitor.

"Yeah, my little brother can call your gin brother, it seems that the boss is not good, hahaha!" Belmode sneered directly, with a playful smile on the gin and vodka. back and forth.

I couldn’t help it anymore. I put the gin directly into my pocket, and it took a long time to finish it. If the gun is really touched, it’s a human matter. In the end, I took out the cigarette and lit it uncomfortably, and ignored the next one. Belmode.

Feeling boring, Belmode stood up and walked to the side of the table, picked up his own steak with a knife and fork, cut a small piece, and put it in his mouth.

The meat is firm, the surface is delicate, the taste is incense, and the slight bitterness of the red wine residue neutralizes the greasiness of the steak.

The last two dishes have been prepared over there and served to the table at the same time, holding a large bowl with three whole steaks in it. When eating, use chopsticks to bite and tear off.

"I haven't been back for so long, and what I miss most is the cooking of the afterlife sauce. If you become a chef, my sister, I will go every day even if you risk being caught by the FBI."

Belmode couldn't help sighing, and paired it with the wine next to it, two combinations, as for the prawns and bullwhips that came after the next life, they didn't move.

After talking for a long time, Belmode suddenly found that no one was talking. He checked his face and saw that the next life was trying to swallow a whole piece of beef in one mouthful.Love 999 novel www.ax999.org

"Would you like to get some wine?"

"No...no drink...not...to be an adult..."

No one would respond without speaking. When the next life spoke, the gin on the side began to focus, because the winery was named after wine. Since the other party was found by Belmode, he must be from the winery, but he has been No one told me in Neon, it means that the other party is Belmode's hidden son. If you know the other party's title, you can arrange for someone to investigate.

Smells of a traitor!

"Hey, Belmode, what is this person's identity, and what does it have to do with your 10 billion?"

"This is top secret, your level is not enough."

"What stupid thing to say, you'd better tell me now, otherwise I can't guarantee that someone who doesn't even have a name will collapse now. I have every reason to suspect that he is a traitor to the FBI!"

He grabbed the pistol next to him, loaded it instantly, and pointed at the afterlife who choked on the steak.

Seeing the second person in front of him drew his gun again, Belmode really wanted to introduce a private psychiatrist to him. Such a violent behavior did not calm down at all.

"The code name, mango juice, is my only downline, and at the same time the only thing that can be solved by your billion."

Sighing, while holding the chair under the next life's ass and pulling forward, under the dim light of the bar tone, gin and vodka can thoroughly see each other's appearance.

What's more important is the breath. There is no murderous, fierce, or even dark breath in this sub-body, just like a normal student who is still in school.

At the same time, he looked at Belmode with shocked eyes, knowing that there is a fallen angel known as the existence, but the only subordinate chosen is a person who lives in the light.

"What do you mean?" Gin put down his pistol, and he was more concerned about rent collection than the opponent's situation.

"It's very simple. I need to take away a billion when I go back this time, and it's not your kind of hundreds or hundreds of receipts. It's a green ticket. Then someone from the FBI will be attracted to Neon."

One billion is still a green ticket. How could this be possible? Neon Banks are still in a negative interest rate state. Except for a few large companies, they basically have no money, and if they have money, they are not worth at all. , At least 100 billion hey.

"It's impossible!"

"I know I can't find you, so I must find my downline, who will find you a waste, even the waste will not be collected!"

It makes sense, but I was speechless.

The gin squeezed his fists, and it was the first time to swallow his anger, but there was no other way but to choose not to speak, and...

Gin doesn't believe that there are still people who have money in the whole Neon. Such a large economic inflow will definitely be discovered.

Belmode didn't care at all, but put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped it with a paper towel, and then patted the back of the next life until the beef block in his chest completely entered his stomach, and took out a can of iced mango from the refrigerator next to him. Pass the juice to each other.

"One billion green tickets, okay?"

In a semi-discussive tone, Belmode pulled his seat and the afterlife a little bit.

Looking at the beautiful faces that are almost stuck in front of me, I will look at each other with blind eyes in my next life.

"No money."

Hearing the so-called mango juice saying that there is no money, Gin couldn't help but snickered, and at the same time he picked up the knife and fork on the table with satisfaction, and started to eat some cold steaks that could be eaten directly.

To be honest, three-pointed ripeness is enough, and a little blood is the best.

Belmode didn't care at all, and continued to stare at the other party, knowing that the other party's face was slightly red under the light, and at the same time put his hand on his neckline and tore a button...

"Yes, but there are conditions."

The other side only ate a piece of beef gin and suddenly choked, the meat stuck in his throat.

How could it be possible, now that Neon has turned the land and didn't have that much money.

"Say what are the conditions?"

"Buy, Akemi Miyano, Shiho Miyano."

In the next life, his eyes were very firm, and there was no blushing this time. When it comes to serious things, there is no emotion.

The two sisters of Miyano's family...Belmod is familiar, because she personally burned their parents' clinic.

The older sister heard that she was in love with the FBI’s undercover agent. She had already issued an obliteration order, while the younger sister had seen it herself. She was indeed a beautiful woman.

"Yes, as long as one billion arrives, and it's a green ticket."

"Who look down on, I can do what I say."

"But as far as I know, there is no way for Neon to get such a huge green ticket so quickly, and it can't be transferred, you know?"

"Who said I'm looking for a foot pot chicken, I must find a camel for a green ticket!"