Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

The day when Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's white mist covered almost the whole of Yokohama will be deeply engraved in the minds of Yokohama people for many years to come, and it is difficult to fade away.

On that day, Yokohama set a record for the highest number of deaths of supernatural beings, which was enough to cause the leaders of countless forces to have a heart attack on the spot.

However, when Shibusawa Tatsuhiko appeared in front of everyone, everyone had a faint premonition about this day.

Therefore, after the leaders woke up and found that their capable generals had all gone offline permanently, they could still hold on for a while, not to the point of dying in place.

As for those leaders who are also supernatural beings?

Most of them have died in situ in the physical sense, so there is no need to mention it.

And after the forces of all parties finally survived this wave of bad news, their soldiers rushed to report again.

"BOSS! Our home was stolen."

It is said that several leaders rolled their eyes and passed out on the spot, skipping the death process directly to the level of ashes in the crematorium.

Only the leader of the port mafia, Mori, did not change his face.

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These thieves who stole the house were very particular, they didn't take everything they saw into their pockets, but they picked the treasures of the leaders with vicious eyes.

For example, rare imported items, extremely lethal weapons and guns, and, most importantly, intelligence materials about people with supernatural powers.

Those heavy fire weapons that were difficult to move were also destroyed without exception.These intruders didn't even rush and graffitied on this big guy with a childlike innocence.

Hate Attraction ability has risen a notch again.

This kind of provocative behavior will naturally be strictly investigated.

If these prisoners are allowed to do whatever they want because of the current enemy, maybe next time they will serve the death, funeral, coffin, and dance in front of the grave all in one.

After careful inspection, the leaders of the various families were pleasantly surprised to find that the thieves who stole the house were too careless in eliminating traces.

The Takase Association found the fallen KK Chamber of Commerce logo next to the cabinet, and the KK Chamber of Commerce found the firearms (?) commonly used by GSS personnel on the leader's bed, and the GSS...

GSS found nothing.

After finding the suspected culprit, there is no need to think too much about the next step, just grab the guy and start a fight.

Anyway, everyone has been nesting in this area for a long time, and they are already very familiar with each other.

They wouldn't fall for such a simple trick.It's just a matter of habit, and as soon as I see an available excuse to make trouble, I want to take advantage of it.

GSS has nothing to sell.

Feeling isolated, the incumbent leader started his clever little head, thought for a while, and proposed the theory of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's behind-the-scenes black hands——

Brothers, stop fighting!Calm down and think about it:

Who is it that makes us fall asleep unconsciously?

Who is it that has the ability to move freely in the white mist?

Who is it that has bad intentions for all of us?

It's him, it's him, it's him, only Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who has made a fuss in Yokohama recently!He must be trying to make us lose money.

There is always only one truth!

If we want to secure the internal affairs, we must fight against the foreign ones first, so at this time we should unite, turn around the spearhead, and unite with the outside world, in order to win the final victory.

Let's let go of suspicion and work together!

Yokohama people don't lie to Yokohama people!

The others were a little bit excited, but they still didn't move.

In fact, everyone didn't want to confront Ryuhiko Shibusawa. At this time, they gave full play to the virtue of humility.

Just when everyone was at a standstill, the port mafia stood up in awe-inspiring manner, and they patted their chests to give a guarantee.

Leave the most difficult Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to us!In order to build a beautiful and peaceful Shin-Yokohama, we sacrificed fearlessly.

You only need to pay a little manual agency fee, weapon maintenance fee, spiritual encouragement fee, etc.

You can also get a 100% discount if you spend 9.999999 million or more.

After a series of brazen wrangling as described above, the parties finally came to a grudging agreement.

Of course, it was mainly because of the large-scale white fog that night that the leaders realized that they could not drag on any longer.

Yokohama must fight back.

The day at the end of the war was no different from the previous days, even more chaotic.

It's just that there is a faint smell of storms in the air.

Inside the black organization's stronghold, Xue Li took a look at the rather lucrative spoils and asked, "Today is probably the last day, and neither side can take it any longer."

"So, shall we participate?"

The information about the abilities they have obtained now must be enough to satisfy that gentleman.

"Go..." the long-haired man made a final decision, "Tonight is the last chance."

"It is also the most likely opportunity, regarding the crystallization of abilities."

Gin decided to act as the vanguard of the pathfinder himself.

"Vodka and I will go to the battlefield area first to find out the exact location of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

"When it's almost over, the others will bring Shirley over."

"You are really understanding recently." Mark, who was very satisfied with the grouping, gave a wink to the man in front of him.

And she was sitting on Grappa's lap because of her small stature.

It's a pity that Qin Jiu didn't understand the style at all, and directly ignored the other party.

Vodka smiled shyly at the other party, so...

So Mark looked away.

During the whole process, Grappa's hand was always around Mark's waist, and his head was resting silently on her shoulder.

Every breath, there is an itchy air passing over the other's cheek.

When Vodka went out, he couldn't help but take another look at the two people who looked the same.

It wasn't until he walked a certain distance that he couldn't help approaching his elder brother, and whispered, "To be honest, I thought Mark and Grappa were weird for a long time."

"I don't understand them at all."

On weekdays, they have to install a lot of bugs on each other to grasp each other's every move.Behavior is intimate, and also care about each other in an unusual way.

But in the relationship between men and women of the other party, they have always been indifferent.

"Are they on good terms or not?"

"It has nothing to do with us." There are too many abnormal people in the organization, and Gin Jiu, who has long been familiar with it, replied indifferently, "Who knows what those two brothers and sisters are thinking."

"Maybe there is some emotional loss."

"Brother... brother and sister!"

The casual words of the long-haired man were like a thunder that exploded in Vodka's ears.

"You don't know?" Qin Jiu squinted at the other party.

Vodka, who realized that he had misunderstood, was a little stiff, and subconsciously replied: "I... I always thought they were lovers."

After all, the usual behavior of these two people is a bit too intimate for a pair of grown-up siblings.

"But anyone with some seniority in the organization knows that."

So you should reflect on yourself.

The ability to collect information around him is so poor.How did you get along as an undercover agent in a place like this organization?

Facing the silent criticism behind his elder brother's words, Vodka lowered his head embarrassingly.

On a battlefield full of smoke and bullets, human life is always cheap.

Among the corpses everywhere, there are not only those who took the initiative to participate in the fight, but also innocent citizens who were affected.

Many children lost their parents in this war and became orphans.

The corpses on the corner of the street were piled up into a small slope, but a small cry suddenly sounded in the dead.

Although it is inaudible, it is still a seedling full of vitality.

The burgundy-haired man who passed by was inevitably covered in the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke—he had just come from the place where the war was most intense.

Without much hesitation, he stepped forward and gently picked up the crying baby in the pile of corpses.

"Got her to a safer place."

The man thinking this way relied on his familiarity with all the trails in Yokohama City, and rushed away from the battlefield at the fastest speed.

When passing through a certain narrow and dark alley, a person came from the opposite side of him.

Due to the dark light, the man couldn't see the other person's face clearly for a while.But he judged from his figure that it was a child.

"Are you lost? Where's your family?"

There was no words on the other side for a while, and no action was given in response.

Just as the man was worrying about whether he had asked a question he shouldn't have asked, the child suddenly took a step forward.

Her appearance finally fully revealed.

The little girl with low ponytails raised her face and said with a sweet smile, "Yes, I'm lost."