12dz Chapter 179 Calvados
Chapter 179 Calvados
Gin's pupils contracted slightly as he realized what Jundo was about to do, and he reached out... to retract his hand.
Uh-huh..
A blur flashed before my eyes, and the lighter and cigarette case were gone.
Gin:.........
I felt angry... but then I remembered that I had all of Jundu's funds in my hands.
Gin sneered, "If you want it, I'll give it to you."
A hint of doubt flashed in Fuheishen's eyes... No, his reaction wasn't right...
"Now, let me explain the mission..." Gin tapped the table lightly with his index finger. "Recently, a certain company has been trying to acquire our game through a double-cross. You know, the board member behind the game is named after you..."
"So... wipe them all out, is that right?" Fuheshel provided the answer to the problem.
Gin's lips twitched, and he lit another cigarette... contemplating the pros and cons of Cointreau wiping out the entire enemy force.
“Whatever you say, Calvados will go with you,” Gin said. “Of course, there’s still a corporation behind them, so it’s not too late to find out what’s going on before we take them down.”
"Ugh, why me?" Calvados slumped into his chair, legs slumped. "I just finished a mission! Aren't I allowed time to rest???"
Gin uttered a few cold, indifferent numbers.
"Serving the organization is my duty," Calvados declared righteously, regaining his composure.
Fuheshen'er:........
He turned to look at Gin, "And you, what are you going to do?"
"Oh... Big brother, we're going to inspect the casino later..."
Vodka's words nearly made Gin choke.
Fuhei tilted his head and sized up Gin.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
"It's just a mission related to the casino..." Gin looked away, stood up, pulled his high collar up further under his black coat, and stormed out the door.
Instead of wasting time and energy confronting Coindu here, we might as well go home and get some sleep.
He hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
"Heh, I didn't say anything either..." Fukushiro sneered as he looked at Gin's retreating figure.
Judging from the other party's reaction and the changes in the casino's operation, he had already guessed that Gin had acquired the casino.
Perhaps Gin is prejudiced and doesn't realize that he is a kind-hearted person who accepts his losses.
Does he seem like the kind of person who can't accept defeat?
...........
night.
Inside a black sedan.
Calvados was on the phone while holding the steering wheel.
"Hey...honey, did you receive the latest Fukyu lipstick I ordered for you...?"
"Wow, I'm so happy! As a reward, you'll treat me to Western food..."
“Okay, okay, no problem,” Calvados said with a smile.
Click... After the call ended, Calvados answered it again.
Fuheishen listened to the somewhat explosive conversation inside, and stiffly forced a smile.
Calvados...is he really going to lick like that?
To be honest... the other person does have a similar style to him, but the difference is that he gets women to spend money on him.
Whether it's Fushimizu, Sherry, Ran, Vermouth, etc....
"Phew, finally finished." Calvados let out a deep breath, while also noticing Fuhesh's gaze. "Don't look at me like that... you don't understand."
His actions were little known even within the organization.
Chianti, Vodka, and Cohen all advised him to stop licking like that.
But who can understand his joy?
Just like iron railings in winter, licking it hurts a lot, but it also has a slightly cool and sweet feeling... Once you start licking it, you can't stop.
“You are indeed different.” Fuheshener looked up at the receding scenery outside.
After coming into contact with the organization, he discovered that something was amiss.
A few minutes later... the car stopped.
After confirming the location, Calvados then carefully examined the surrounding terrain.
And whether there are snipers, etc...
“There’s no need for that much trouble,” Fuheshen said, observing the other party’s actions.
“Caution is an essential quality for living in this world,” Calvados said earnestly.
Fuheishen's eye twitched...
Isn't that what he said to Tequila...? But caution should be based on one premise: whether he even exists.
Without paying much attention to the other person, he walked directly into the building.
“You’re going to get into trouble if you act so recklessly,” Calvados advised as he followed.
“With me here… we shouldn’t be afraid of trouble.” Fuheshen pressed the elevator button, entered… and pressed the floor number. “Trouble should be afraid of us.”
Calvados: ......
Wait, why is Cointreau so cheesy?!
........
Inside a luxurious European-style room...
A woman was sitting on the sofa. She had a somewhat alluring figure, with brown wavy hair, fair skin, and delicate features... Her large eyes were blank and unfocused.
He seems to be considering his next trade.
"Reiko, the founder of that card game is a man named Fuheshir..." A bespectacled man standing nearby, examining Fuheshir's photo, chuckled and remarked, "He looks like an assassin."
His every move exuded a perfectionist style, as if he were the master of this place.
A flicker of disgust and murderous intent flashed in Shimizu Reiko's eyes... but she concealed it well, shrugging helplessly, "You're still the same... don't underestimate the other party."
During their conversation... the door was opened.
A man with a scar on the corner of his mouth walked in.
The man had a calm expression and a strong physique... Just by walking towards them, one could feel a sense of steel, a furnace, and power.
Then... Calvados followed, but after seeing Shimizu Reiko's face, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Heh... You must be Fushiguro Jinji, right? I'm the boss of this company, Ito Suehiko." Ito Suehiko interrupted the other's gaze with some displeasure. "I don't think we need to waste any more of our precious time."
"I want to acquire your game. In exchange, you can join our company, and I will offer you a salary of $500,000 per year..." Suehiko Ito said, getting straight to the point.
"Five hundred thousand dollars?" A glint appeared in Fuheshen's dark eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "A very good proposal..."