Conan: Eternal Darkness

Gin went to Bourbon a few days after his identity was revealed. At the training ground, the silver-haired man leaned casually on the door frame, staring at Bourbon with a half-smile, his pine green eyes with a faint sense of oppression. , although the gin was not intentional.

"Qin...Gin wine." Bourbon's voice was a little fluttering. Gin wine looks like his strength, both top-notch, with his hands in his pockets, and his temperament is quite casual. Get in touch.

Belmod also followed. She was just here to watch the show. After all, Gin's attitude was so curious.

"I remember I told you my code name." Gin looked at Bourbon expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth evoked a dangerous arc, "I'm so sorry, I'm so ugly, big and three thick, I can scare children to cry. ."

Bourbon "..." Don't say it, let him cry alone.

Belmod raised his eyebrows in a different way, looking at Bourbon with eyes full of jokes and differences, "Is Gin ugly? His skin is better than mine." Speaking of this, Belmod couldn't help it. Jealousy, what do you do as a man with such good skin? The point is, this guy has never used any cosmetics, he was born and raised, and even so, his skin is better than Belmod's skin, which is bathed in a bath and a mask. Can you not make people jealous?

Bourbon "..." Can we skip this topic? Gin really held a grudge, and Belmod didn't lie to him.

...

A few days ago, "Belmode, does Gin hold a grudge?" Bourbon went to Belmode, who seemed to be the most familiar with Gin in the organization.

Belmod blinked, looked at Bourbon with doubts, and replied casually, with the appearance of learning gin, "I'm particularly vengeful, why, you offended him?" Is the molestation a bit ruthless, as for leaving a scar on her mouth? Or are you taking the oath of sovereignty?

Gin said that Belmod was thinking too much about it, and that was an accident.

Belmod is depressed when he thinks about it, but he is still happily teasing him. Who made him look good? Belmod sometimes can't help but want to pinch Gin's face, but because he can't beat him, he only Can bear the idea of ​​temptation, otherwise Belmod can guarantee that Gin will definitely throw her out, literally "throwing", there is no word similar to Lianxiangxiyu in that guy's dictionary, it really **** him off , don't give any face at all.

But Belmode has never seen gin get angry, and no one has seen gin get angry, because everyone who has seen it has been given a one-way ticket to hell, and according to Rum, gin is not easily angered, But once you get angry, it's the end of the world.

The words are a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to see how terrifying the gin’s anger is. Simply that guy really rarely has obvious mood swings, let alone anger.

Bourbon "... Said some unpleasant things." It feels like it's over (눈_눈)

Seeing that his subordinates were so terrified, Belmod comforted him very kindly, "Don't worry, at most he will carry you to fight, and you won't die, just stay in bed for ten days and a half months."

Bourbon "..." did not feel comforted at all, why was he so idle at the time? Say bad things about people in front of them.

Bourbon felt a bleak future.

...

"Get up." Gin moved his wrists and looked down at Bourbon, who was thrown to the ground, his face was not red or panting. On the other hand, when he looked at Bourbon, his face was blue and purple, and Belmod felt pain when he saw it.

"Gin, don't just slap your face." Belmod felt pain for Bourbon. Although Bourbon is a little darker, he is quite handsome, but he is not the same type as Gin, Gin belongs to that Kind of ruthless, bourbon is the exact opposite, but bourbon is much more popular than gin, which is not close to strangers.

Bourbon stood up in embarrassment, and the close combat was completely crushed by Gin. Gin glanced at Bourbon and walked off the ring. Scotland hurriedly went to support his friend, "Gin, this is over. Right?" Bourbon gasped for a few breaths, looked at the silver-haired man who was light and cloudless, and deeply felt the frustration. He was also the number one in the police academy. He was abused so badly. At the same time, Bourbon was even more fearful in his heart. Gin.

Gin is strong, no doubt about it, but no one is happy when someone so strong is your enemy, right?

"Yeah." Gin lit a cigarette and glanced at Bourbon sideways, "The reaction is too slow, the strength is not enough, and the experience is not enough." There are very few people who can make Gin speak, at least, Bourbon is the third One, the first one was a certain woman who was lying on Gin's shoulder and teasing him, and the second one was a dead person, at least dead now.

In fact, Bourbon's response is already very fast, but it seems too slow to use gin. As for strength, Bourbon is also very strong, but the experience is really lacking. The demons returning from **** are compared. The first two are not that Bourbon is too weak, but that the gin is too strong. The kind of strength that humans cannot reach at all is a walking weapon, which is invincible.

Belmod raised his eyebrows, raised a strand of blond hair hanging from his ear, twirled his fingers, and chuckled softly, "Gin, I have a mission tonight."

Gin tilted his head slightly to show his understanding, and then asked a question that he wanted to ask since we first met, "Did you spray perfume?"

"Yeah," Belmode was a little dazed, raised his arms, with golden curly hair hanging down on his fair skin, with a good visual effect, "what's the matter?"

"It smells bad." Gin spit out two words expressionlessly, Belmod's face froze, and the elegant and charming smile almost didn't hold, even Bourbon on the side felt embarrassed for Belmod and turned to Belmod. Mode's smiling eyes, a chill shot up the spine instantly, Bourbon and Scotland immediately left with a wink, and the people in the training room ran faster than each other, and no one had the courage to offend the core members.

Without the extra existence, Belmod lifted his leg and kicked Gin somewhere, but was stopped by Gin quickly, pinching Belmod's ankle, Gin twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't even realize where he was. Point is wrong.

Belmode still had a charming smile on his face, but his eyes were full of anger. He couldn't get rid of Gin Jiu's hand. He simply threw Belmod to the side with a neat over-the-shoulder throw. It was really a throw. Belmod controlled the balance of his body in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground so that he would not fall into a dog and gnaw the mud and gnash his teeth. Looking at Jinjiu, this **** with no emotional intelligence!

Belmod was very suspicious of what kind of ecstasy he was injected with, and actually fell in love with this guy, this kind of guy who needs emotional intelligence but has no emotional intelligence.

Belmod's chest was ups and downs, and it was obvious that she was very angry with the gin. It took a while to calm down her emotions. She turned around and left.

Gin watched Belmod leave inexplicably, not getting the point of her anger at all, and after a two-second pause, he remembered that Belmod didn't tell him what task he was going to accomplish at night.

I just wanted to send an email to ask, but I gave up temporarily. Anyway, sooner or later, I will know that Belmod can't be unreliable to this extent.

The pine green pupils flickered slightly, and he suddenly took out Bo Lai with his left hand. He shot back, and the bullet hit the bull's-eye with precision. Looking at his score, Jin Jiu was not surprised, it was too much for him. It's normal, it's a surprise if you don't hit.

However, Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes. He actually prefers to use a dagger. After all, the latter does not need to waste time changing magazines. The simple and unpretentious dagger appears in the palm of his right hand. When he flips his hand slightly, it disappears from sight again. This is just a kind of Just simple magic.

However, Jin Jiu tilted his head slightly, and the silver bangs blocked his eyes and blocked the gloom in his eyes. He is now Jin Jiu, left-handed, not good at machinery... He silently hypnotized himself in his heart.

Remember, you are already dead, in that war, and now you are a ghost and cannot be seen by others.

God, the reason why he is called God is not only because of his ability to defy the sky, but also because he is mysterious enough. Once he loses this mysterious aura, there are too many people who want to kill God.

Gin's fingertips moved slightly, and a very inconspicuous flying knife appeared between the index and middle fingers.

Gin put his hands in his pockets, dressed in black, pure darkness, neither blending in with light, but also different from ordinary darkness.

PS Are you all floating or floating or floating one by one? I haven’t updated it in the past few weeks, and I haven’t seen you shouting so loudly →_→My QQ: 291******* (manual coding)