In the aisle between the containers, several men in black were gathering here to express their thoughts.

"In the final analysis, that guy Gin recruited the undercover agent into the organization, and that's why something like this happened!"

"But he also paid the price for this. It can only be said to be karma~"

"Otherwise, even if he comes back alive, he won't be able to escape punishment from the organization."

Chianti, who was standing among several people, expressed his views, with no trace of sadness for his dead companions in his voice.

As a female sniper with an unruly personality, cold-bloodedness and neurosis, she had previously disdained to please gin like vodka, but due to her status, she had to obey.

But death is like a lamp going out, and once Ginjiu died, she no longer had any sense of awe.

"Cohen, do you think I'm right?"

Chianti complained as much as he wanted, and also implicated Cohen next to him, trying to rely on the approval of others to prove that he was right.

But this time Cohen did not answer the question and chose to remain silent.

Turning her eyes, she looked at Vodka standing opposite.

I saw that Vodka was in a daze, his expression under his sunglasses was even more silly than usual, and he had not said a word since he arrived.

Maybe he was thinking about where to drive in the future because his backer was gone.

Thinking that vodka was Gin's loyal dog, and would definitely not want Gin to die, and would even be sad for his boss, Chianti turned to look at Kiel on the right with interest.

At this time, Gere took off his intellectual professional attire during the day and put on a pure black leather jacket, which highlighted his curvy figure and exuded a wild beauty.

Chianti asked her again: "Kiel, do you think I am right?"

Keir turned his head and hesitated for a moment, then stood up straight from the container he was leaning on, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something and didn't hear what you were saying..."

"cut……"

Seeing the kind smile on Kil's face, even if Chianti had a hint of anger, it could only turn into a disdainful "Che".

Even though she was asking for trouble, she didn't expect that Gin's intimidating power was so great. Everyone was so scared that no one in this group dared to talk about him.

But in fact, Keir was really thinking about something just now, that is, a series of things that happened during the day.

Although she played an important role in the organization's assassination plan and Qin Zhibo's capture plan, she knew the least about what happened during the day.

Throughout the whole process, she just followed the organization's plan, guided people to the bench in the name of interviews, and then went back to take a look at the body as Gin said.

She had no idea what happened after that.

It wasn't until tonight's gathering that she heard from the convenor, Belmode, that Gin was dead.

Although it was not the planned capture of Gin, it was a bit of a pity.

But without gin, Keel's burden would at least be lighter.

Four years ago, it was Gin who relied on his keen sense of smell and vigilance to force his father to commit suicide.

Keir's first impression of the cadres of this organization was that they were scheming and ruthless.

In the following years, Gere became Gin's pawn to obtain news information, and his impression became even more profound.

Countless times in nightmares at night, Kil's undercover identity was discovered by Gin, and then Peng's shot was shot by Gin...

The reason why he had such a dream was that Kil felt that Gin had never completely dispelled his suspicion of him.

So now that the gin is gone, Keel's pressure in all aspects has been reduced a lot.

"Belmod, what exactly are you talking about calling us here?"

"It's not too early now. I have to catch up with the live broadcast tomorrow morning. I can't let the police find out that I have anything to do with this matter..."

Kil faced Belmod and asked with a smile to Belmod, who was blowing the sea breeze and smoking a cigarette not far away.

Belmode did not reply immediately, but calmly finished smoking the lady's cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette butt into the sea, and then walked back silently.

There was neither happiness nor sadness on her delicate face, and she announced coldly.

"As entrusted by 'that lord', I am here to introduce you to a person who will also be the organizational cadre who will lead you from now on..."

"Scotch."

As soon as Belmode finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky.

The black windbreaker was like the wings of a bat, landing in the middle of the crowd, and then slowly stood up straight.

Everyone present, except Belmode, was suddenly startled, and their bodies took half a step back due to subconscious fear.

The figure in the crowd was almost as tall as Gin, and his figure was also somewhat similar.

But his face is much more delicate than Gin's, and the sad stubble on his mouth gives him a more vicissitude of temperament.

His face has obvious Asian features, and his hair is medium-long and black, reaching his shoulders, and is much more capable than Gin's waist-length hair.

Seeing this new face, everyone tried to restrain their expressions.

Only Chianti was so shocked that he screamed.

"you you……"
Chapter completed!