I! Black Organization Boss

Ryazan walked to the bar and sat down and said to the gin wine: "What are you looking at?"

After asking, he turned his head to look at Cohen: "A glass of juice, thank you."

Cohen was speechless: "Come to the bar for juice?"

Tucao, since Ryazan asked for it, he still poured a glass of apple juice for Ryazan.

After receiving the apple juice, Ryazan poured it down in one mouthful, and it was refreshing.

Gin didn't raise his head, he dipped his flue directly: "Let me see the recent movement of agave."

"Tequila?" Hearing the name, Liang praised his eyebrows.

Tequila... can be regarded as organizing an old man, with strong fighting ability, qiāng method is also very good, belonging to a comprehensive fighter.

Because of this, this guy is very defiant, except for the boss and rum in the entire organization, no one else can catch him.

Including Gin, Ryazan and Belmode.

The gin took down the cigarette and pressed it out in the ashtray.

He sneered: "This guy is not honest."

Ryazan's eyes lit up: "He is an undercover agent?"

Gin looked up at him silently.

What are you doing?

Have you heard a sentence in Chapter 19 of the main text?

Gin frowned slightly: "Agave is an undercover agent? Why?"

Gin is very sensitive to the word undercover, even if Ryazan just said casually, he would ask why.

Ryazan stretched out a finger: "Because the people in the organization you were looking at were eventually found to be undercover agents."

Green veins popped out of the gin's forehead.

"If that were the case, you would have died a hundred times."

He dropped a cold voice and continued to look at the information in his hand.

Chianti looked at this scene with some surprise.

That iceberg monster-like gin can actually say such jokes...It's terrible!

She glanced at Ryazan subconsciously.

Could this be the legendary black belly gaojiao?

Chianti instantly made up hundreds of thousands of words in the female voice wife's text.

After reading the information in his hand, Gin's expression remained unchanged.

But the Ryazan trio could clearly feel that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped.

Chianti and Cohn are like beasts stared at by hunters, subconsciously flexing their expressions and making guard gestures.

At this time, Ryazan slowly stood up and walked into the bar while the two watched.

He took a cocktail shaker, poured several kinds of wine into it, shook it professionally, then opened the mouth of the jug, poured the wine into the glass, and pushed it towards the gin.

The wine glass crossed half of the bar, not slow, as if it was about to rush out of the table and fall to the ground.

However, the wine glass steadily stopped in front of the gin, not bad at all.

If it weren't for the horrible aura of gin now, Cohen would want to applaud Ryazan.

This hand looks simple, and many ordinary people can do it, but if you want to 100% ensure that the cup does not slip over your head, it is a high-end technical job, and it is impossible to do it without a very detailed grasp of your own strength!

Pushing the wine glass, Ryazan lazily said: "A cup of sorrow is a relief, and after drinking, you are happy and happy. Don't always be like others owe you money."

Gin reached out and picked up the cup.

Seeing the weird color in the cup, he frowned slightly.

"What is this tune?"

"Lao Ba's secret cocktail." Ryazan smiled.

Gin didn't understand what Ryazan was talking about at all, but he was too lazy to pursue it. Ryazan often said such inexplicable things, and there was no end to the investigation one by one.

He took a sip, showing the expression of seeing a ghost, and then silently put the cup down.

"Cohen, forbid Mescal from entering the bar in the future."

Cohen nodded: "Okay."

Ryazan was immediately unhappy. He came to mix the wine with a good intention. Although it was the first time to mix the wine, the wine stuff... isn't it all about the internal taste? What is the difference between which one to choose?

Just when he wanted to protest, Gin pushed the information in his hand to him.

Ryazan picked it up and looked at it for a while, then raised his eyebrows.

If all the above information is true, then Tequila is really playing with fire.

As the veteran of the organization, Tequila has been in contact with various forces for so many years, including financial groups from various countries, government officials from various countries, and even armed forces from some troubled countries.

In the past two years, he has used these personal connections to build his own private power. Although it is still not on a large scale, this is probably just an appearance, to prevent the organization from noticing his actions and deliberately disguised it.

Once he has accumulated enough, he may leave the organization directly and find a backward country to occupy the mountain as king!

He put down the information and said with a smile: "Is he ready for retirement?"

Gin sneered: "I'm afraid he won't get old that day."

"Mescal, you will stay in Japan the longest after that. Once you get the chance, you will stare at the tequila to see what tricks he wants to do."

Ryazan nodded and made an ojbk gesture.

After thinking about it, Gin added: "Don't confront that guy head-on, don't look at his age, he is still very strong."

"Don't worry, I'm taking the wretched route, not the same as your reckless man." Ryazan said.

Gin snorted: "You are humble, but now you are planning to kill the man who is the chairman of the other group in order to buy a building."

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