Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 135 I didn't get on the bus! I didn't get on the bus!

"Just as I guessed." Gin breathed a sigh of relief. "Magic, and witchers, are all things of the past..."

Ever since Fukuro Jinji transformed into that white-haired boy, Gin has felt increasingly uneasy.

He feared there might be others like Shen Er in the world... but thankfully, after his investigation, he found no such people.

Most of them were just clumsy scammers... which made him feel much more at ease.

In the nightmare, Shuichi Akai leads a group of white-haired people with beautiful blue eyes to kill Cointreau, but the scene of destroying the brewery does not appear.

Perhaps guessing what the other party was thinking, Fuheishen sneered and took out the exquisite dishes from the ugly treasure.

Vodka's eyes widened as he watched Fuhesh produce a steaming, exquisitely prepared dish as if by magic...

Compared to vodka, Gin seemed rather calm; he already knew everything and simply snorted coldly.

Based on Jundu's actions, he could roughly guess why the other party had come here.

Perhaps he knew the trouble he had caused and how much he would have to pay to quell the situation.

Thinking of treating yourself to a meal... Ha, that's hilarious.

But it's a real shame, Jundu. If this happens again, he won't help.

"Having a change of heart?" Gin scoffed coldly.

"Look at people with evil eyes and think they are evil." Fu Heishen'er said indifferently.

Gin:.......

"Brother, eat up! You don't get to eat this often," Vodka said between bites. "There's even abalone..."

"Shut up, Vodka." Gin glared at him coldly.

Thinking that he hadn't eaten much for 48 hours, Gin picked up a chopstick, took a piece of meat, and tasted it.

"It feels sticky." Gin frowned after taking a bite.

When Fuhei saw this, a smirk appeared on his face as he looked at Gin with the eyes of someone looking at a country bumpkin. "You've never eaten this before?"

It seems that Ugly Baby's characteristics haven't changed.

"Hmph... I used to eat this all the time." Gin sneered, took another bite, and said, "I just remembered that this dish does have a rather sticky texture."

Fuheshchen:.........

That was actually Ugly Baby's saliva.

He didn't eat at Chou Bao Li's restaurant, but instead ordered some meat and fried rice here.

After finishing his meal, Gin lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

It seemed that the cold atmosphere around us had softened considerably because of the delicious food.

At that moment, a dark-skinned female singer walked onto the stage and began singing.

Gin's attention was immediately drawn.

“So this is the type you like, big brother…” Vodka looked up at his older brother, who was staring intently at him, and said, “But his voice is really captivating, and he’s also a natural beauty.”

“Ha, just Africans.” Fuheshel glanced up, then looked around.

What about Vermouth, that woman?

Did they just leave him here and skip out on the bill?

If that were really the case, Fuheishen's eyes turned cold...

"Hello, this is the bitter martini that the singer ordered for you." A waiter came over and placed a glass of martini on the table.

Gin's face instantly turned cold as he stubbed out his cigarette on his martini. "What do you want?"

The waiter was taken aback.

"I'm asking you, what exactly is your purpose here?" Gin reached out, grabbed the waiter's head, slammed it onto the table, and stabbed him with a fork.

But only the condom was inserted...

"Oh, I was just kidding," Vermouth said with a laugh, tossing her hair. "Your expression is quite scary, though."

"I was just teasing you because I saw someone drooling over that singer's looks," Vermouth said, moving closer to Gin. "I didn't expect you to see through my disguise. Is it some kind of telepathic connection, or..."

"Don't get so close, it's disgusting." Gin's eyes were filled with coldness, he seemed genuinely angry.

Fuhesen took a sip of tea and looked at the scene before him.

Gin's behavior towards Vermouth is very strange; it's completely different from the other members—it's a genuine dislike from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh dear, what a stingy man," Vermouth muttered.

At this moment, Vodka secretly approached Vodka and asked, "Kundo, shall we leave first?"

Fuhesh, who was watching the show, glanced at Vodka indifferently.

“Fine, staying here is just a waste of time.” Fuheshen’er got up and walked outside.

Since Vermouth is already here, I don't need to worry about the payments.

"Cointreau, where are you going?" Vodka asked as he sat in the driver's seat.

"Aren't we waiting for Gin?" Fuhe Shen opened the car door and squeezed in.

“Brother, he…” Vodka’s face flushed red, “Didn’t Vermouth just bring out a martini?”

“I understand.” Fuheshchen nodded. “But what if Gin doesn’t do it that way?”

“Cointreau, you should trust my judgment sometimes…” Vodka said in a low voice after a moment of silence.

“Okay, let’s go then…” Fuhe Shen’er chose a comfortable position and leaned back in his chair.

I'll just go home and hang out with Shirley; I'm really getting bored...

I heard that Sulli has a lot of fun.

Vodka nodded, a smile playing on his lips... He was smart enough to have anticipated this move.

Maybe his older brother will even promote him and give him a raise.

He started the car, ready to leave.

Gin, who was in the tavern, noticed that Vodka and Cointreau were not there, and prepared to leave as well.

However, upon hearing the familiar sound of his engine, his pupils widened slightly, he adjusted his top hat, stood up, and rushed out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a Porsche 356A speeding away.

Gin's lips twitched... What's Vodka up to?

Don't you know this place is remote and you can't get a taxi?

Seeing that the distance wasn't too far, Gin immediately took off after it, running and trying to attract attention, shouting, "I didn't get on the car! I didn't get on the car!"

Because of the strong wind, and the fact that Gin was running and shouting, with veins bulging on his forehead, he looked somewhat ferocious.

Looking in the rearview mirror at Gin, who was running at superhuman speed with his top hat on, Fukushiro grinned... He picked up his phone and took a picture.

As expected of Gin, his physical abilities are undeniable.

“He’s caught up.” Fuheshel put away his phone.

"Huh?" Vodka quickly looked in the rearview mirror, his eyes bulging out. "How come Big Brother is running so fast!"

Perhaps seeing his elder brother's ashen face, he was somewhat angry...

In a state of extreme fear, Vodka accidentally stepped on the gas pedal.

The car instantly sped to 180 mph, and Gin's figure disappeared from sight.

A while later... the Porsche 356A returned.

Vodka rolled down the car window and lowered his head after seeing Gin's somewhat sinister expression.

"What are you doing?" Gin coldly opened the car door.

“Yes, it was Cointreau who told me to leave. I don’t know anything about it,” Vodka quickly explained.

Fuheshchen scoffed upon hearing this...

Very good, vodka, you harm others and benefit yourself at the same time.

It seems they've forgotten the fear of being dominated in the warehouse again?

Gin snorted coldly... He wanted to ask for clarification, but after remembering his superior's self-discipline, he held back.

A competent boss shouldn't get bogged down in these trivial matters.