Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 176

Brandy didn't hear the car horn at all.

All voices disappeared, and only one person could be seen in his wide-eyed eyes:

"Bo...Ben!"

"You bastard undercover actually dare to show up!!!"

Brandy's first reaction was to draw a gun and kill Bourbon.

His speed was fast enough, but Bourbon's reaction was no slower than him, and because he missed the step of loading the gun, he aimed at the brow of the black-haired man in advance.

Bourbon's memory of this neurosis that brought him a huge psychological shadow is still fresh - it's no longer a matter of "remaining fresh", he just heard this guy's voice, and the wailing like the grievance of a wronged soul automatically played in a loop in his mind , Nerve rupture, dizziness, nausea and other symptoms followed one after another, as if returning to the dim ten days and ten nights.

Plus an intuition of unclear origin: being entangled by this damn brandy who is full of undercover agents will be hundreds of times more troublesome than being targeted by the BOSS himself.

In an instant, he came to a conclusion: this person cannot be kept.

Without hesitation, Bourbon pulled the trigger, ready to shoot to prevent future troubles.

Seeing that at least one person would be splashed with blood on the spot, the ignored Rolls-Royce owner sighed, and suddenly stepped on the accelerator coldly.

"brake--"

Bourbon and Brandy: "?!"

That is to say, their premonition of crisis is sharp enough, and they flash fast enough, otherwise they will definitely be crushed into cakes by luxury cars in the next second.

The corners of Bourbon's mouth twitched slightly as he stuck his back against the villa's gate in an emergency. Before he could say anything, Brandy, who fell into the lawn by the roadside, stretched out his hands and propped his hands on the ground, his face covered with withered grass leaves, exasperated: "Grandonna, you fucking want to die!" ?!"

Bourbon: "?"

After being stunned for a second, Bourbon understood that there were only a handful of members of the organization who knew Qian Mu's true identity, and Brandy was fearless if he didn't know, so he could naturally yell at BOSS's younger brother without restraint.

Oh, quite brave.

He doesn't know why Qian Mu appeared here as Grandona. The reason can be asked later. Now he has to cooperate with him, which is more harmonious than when he formed an alliance with Jing Zizi to deal with "Zhu Xingda". Now They are unanimously external and refuse to fight internally.

However, based on Brandy's attitude towards Qianmu, the cautious black-skinned police officer recorded another vengeance, and he must deal with Brandy as long as he can find an opportunity in the future.

"I'm offended, Senior Brandy." Qian Mu's attitude towards Brandy was actually quite good, "The two seniors are elites with extraordinary strength, Master Rum must have high hopes for our group, so he specially arranged this way, if there is anything Misunderstanding, we can sit down and talk about it later, what do the seniors think?"

"Fucking misunderstanding." Brandy was vicious, and Bourbon proudly flaunted to him through a wall that he was an undercover agent. How could this be considered an auditory hallucination?

If there is no accident, he should say Grandona at this time, you know what a fart and go away, today he and the undercover must die undercover, and it doesn't matter if they die together, Bourbon must die anyway.

however--

Brandy finished speaking harshly, grabbed a few handfuls of messy black hair irritably, swallowed his anger, and didn't make any unnecessary movements except standing up and patting the ashes casually.

"Hurry up and park your car!" He didn't even look at Bourbon, as if he was really afraid of the pressure from the top of his head, and he didn't dare to act recklessly if he wanted to kill someone. On the body, "What kind of rubbish taste, it's very annoying, do you know what kind of car you should drive? Also, are you out of your mind for making such a high-profile secret meeting? Did you see me driving?"

"Okay, after this mission, I will change to a Porsche, to be on par with Master Gin and senior you. I'm sorry, I won't drive by myself next time, I will take a taxi and then walk."

"Tsk, go, go." Brandy thought of the antique Porsche he scrapped in Nagano, feeling distressed and resentful, and immediately sent Grandona away impatiently.

Grandona drove the car into the garage, and outside the villa, there were only two men confronting each other with their guns drawn without blinking their eyes.

The cold eyes met again, and they didn't move at the moment.

Brandy saw Bourbon's weird eyes. The mouse with a tender face showed its fear and warning. The fleeting anger and the murderous intent that had been suppressed could not be hidden, and they were all caught by Brandy's sharp eyes.

"Hehe." Brandy was full of sarcasm. Bourbon thought that he was still panting and showing off because he obeyed Rum's order and dared not attack him?

Then he thought too much, Rum is a fart.

Brandy is indeed an amazing person.

He is not afraid of death, and he doesn't mind being abandoned as a tool by revered adults, but his aversion to undercover agents runs deep into his soul. As long as he is not completely dead, he will never sit back and watch Lord Gin be deceived by cunning mice.

Buried in a pit and thrown into the interrogation room, he survived by his hatred for the traitor.

Originally, he wasn't sure if he could leave the interrogation room, but at least there was hope.

When he was really released, he was so excited that he wished to capture Bourbon immediately and solve his lord's worries. However, he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped out of the interrogation room, the world would change.

Lord Gin disappeared, and Rum, a villain, took the position of Lord Gin and began to reorganize the forces with great fanfare.

Brandy thought he had a nightmare and didn't wake up.

Not only Mr. Gin, but also the colleagues he used to deal with in the past—that is, the confidants that Mr. Gin is used to, have disappeared. Even Vodka, who was in charge of driving Mr. Gin in the past and is always doing nothing now, has gone to nowhere. go.

After Brandy was stunned, he was instantly furious!

Rum... Wow, what a Rum!

This trash who has betrayed the trust of the BOSS and should have died a long time ago has used some means to deceive that gentleman again. As soon as he climbs to the top, he can't wait to eradicate his dissidents!

When he realized this, all the strings snapped in Brandy's head.

The weak and haggard tortured in the interrogation room was burned away by the anger. This skinny and bloody man is like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell. Who tore.

"Brandy, Ru..."

"roll."

boom!

After killing someone, Brandy took a few steps, and miraculously calmed down suddenly.

Because there is a big problem.

He didn't know what Rum looked like, and he didn't know where Rum was hiding.

Brandy looked anxiously: "What the hell should I do?!"

Thanks to the interruption in the middle, he thought carefully with a relatively sober brain circuit, and felt that Lord Gin should be fine, as far as Rum is at the level, even the fingers of an adult can't compare, and there is no such thing as killing and seizing power.

Brandy has almost blind trust in Gin and BOSS, as if loyalty is directly branded into his mind, and it is more solid than common sense, and he will not have any doubts about it.

……I see! ! !

The boss and colleagues all disappeared, and only he who just came out of the interrogation room stayed in the organization where Rum was in power... He was not forgotten, but Lord Gin had high hopes for him, hoping that he would act as an abandoned pawn and break into the enemy's interior , ready to respond at any time!

Mr. Gin is the most trusted subordinate of that gentleman, they have been shopping and drinking together! Which onion is Rum!

Besides, how could the wise and powerful BOSS listen to Rum's nonsense.

Brandy was full of confidence immediately, and he knew that that gentleman and Lord Gin must have made other arrangements for Rum, and Rum would be able to be proud for a few days, and then he would definitely die without a place to bury him.

The specific arrangements made by the adults are not what he needs to spy on and care about. He is very proud of himself who can shoulder a great mission, and the touch and joy that arise spontaneously because of the importance of the adults are enough to help him hold back his nausea and perform a performance. After being abandoned in a muddle-headed scene, he accepted Rum's takeover.

Brandy's dislike of Rum also seems to be innate, and it is naturally imprinted in his mind, but he still doesn't care about the reason at all, and just concentrate on hating it.

Rum found no problems.

Brandy is very capable, although he is a little lazy, and there have been many rumors that he is out of his mind recently, but in the case of urgent need for manpower, Rum can ignore his personal eccentricities.

As for loyalty, Rum wouldn't doubt it even without Brandy playing hard.

The brainwashing experiment carried out on a large scale was the project that was entrusted to Rum, so no one knew better than Rum that the loyalty of Brandy, who had received brainwashing hints, could not be questioned.

Too much time has passed, and of course it is impossible for Rum to remember all the brainwashing personnel. The detailed list was destroyed as early as 12 years ago when the brainwashing experiment was terminated, but he remembered that, except for the MI6 agent who escaped at the beginning of the experiment, all The brainwashing of the personnel has been successful. If there are failed products that behave abnormally, they will be eliminated and cleaned up at that time.

Brandy categorically rejected his secret solicitation not long ago because his loyalty was bound to a specific target, and he would obey orders from whoever was in power of the black organization.

This person used to be Gin, but now he has become Rum. As long as Rum still occupies this position, Brandy will be loyal to him—of course, the BOSS, as the owner of the organization, is always the top priority, and Rum would never dare to give up on this. Be careful.

Rum was very sorry that he couldn't personally take revenge on the silver-haired man who gouged out one of his eyeballs with his bare hands, but that man's thoughts could not tolerate his temptation.

He settled for the next best thing, and it's not bad to let his subordinates who were once devoted to Gin become his dogs.

That's how Rum let the most despised mad dog into his house.

It was because of his own fatal misunderstanding, and the main reason was that Brandy's acting skills were astonishing, and he just didn't show any flaws.

Brandy is very good at bearing the burden of humiliation and patiently waiting for the moment when necessary—or rather, when it is more normal.

He is a lazy-looking snake, usually curled up in an underground cave, someone walks on the ground without knowing it, there is no way to judge when the fangs will pierce the skin, and whether the undefended limbs will be swallowed by the snake Wind up.

After voluntarily surrendering, he still couldn't see Rum. Brandy was not surprised. Rum was different from Lord Gin, especially greedy for life and afraid of death. Only his most knowledgable confidant knew where he was hiding quietly.

Brandy is very rare, and no matter how good his acting skills are, as long as he still has the label of Gin's former confidant, Rum can't really trust him. Simply assign the most dangerous task and consume him as cannon fodder.

Therefore, the moment he bumped into Bourbon at the entrance of the villa, the man squinted his eyes indiscriminately, and gloom flashed in his black and gray eyes.

It really is the latter.

An old party member of Gin whose loyalty is doubtful, a former mystic intelligence team leader who was demoted because he was suspected of being an undercover agent, and a newcomer sniper who has no level and has not done a few missions and has lost his reputation.

It was obvious that Rum wanted to use them as cannon fodder.

Brandy felt that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility. If he wanted to give his life, he would also give it to Master Gin and the boss, and just waste it outside?Don't even think about it.

Bourbon, a ready-made shield and cannon fodder, once the limelight is wrong, he will unceremoniously push this guy out to block the gun-this is the real reason why Brandy suddenly changed his sex and tolerated an undercover agent floating in front of his eyes.

Then there's Grandona.

He was hurt by this junior who had no conscience and ran away with Bourbon. His heartache was no different from betrayal. He deserved to ignore his life and death. Besides, it was Grandona himself who was unlucky to be sent to their team by Rum and died. No wonder anyone.

However, Brandy unexpectedly hesitated for a few seconds.

Grandona's sniper level is extremely high. It can be said that he has carried the organization's sniper ceiling and severely suppressed the arrogance of the traitor FBI. If he has not contributed more to the organization, he will die in a high-risk mission in a daze. It's a pity.

...Suddenly remembered, Glendona, it seems that his dream has not been realized yet.

That night in Nagano, the younger generation wanted to fight for the dignity of the sniper, and even contradicted him, which deeply touched Brandy.

I don't know what he suddenly thought of, his eyebrows furrowed for a moment, then relaxed the next moment, and continued to look at Bourbon as if nothing had happened.

Qian Mu came out of the garage, and what he saw when he raised his eyes was a rather miraculous scene.

It’s quite an appropriate analogy: it’s like a fighting cock raising its paws confronting an Akita dog baring its teeth. No one sets foot in the open space in between, but the invisible electric light collides, and the chicken feathers and dog feathers fly around.

He stopped and watched from a distance for a while, sincerely thinking that he should not walk over leisurely to spoil the atmosphere. It is rare for a police dog to encounter a nemesis who can suppress him in all directions, so it would be good for them to continue to look at each other affectionately for a while.

"Oh, I came too hastily, I forgot the important things." The newcomer, who had nothing to do with himself, was stunned, "It seems that I want to live here for a while, and I have to buy some daily necessities."

Qian Mu turned around, without changing his expression, he walked away from the battlefield.

"Grandona!" x2

The two who were still casting hail in their eyes just a second ago turned their heads and locked eyes on the back of someone who was really heartless.

With a bad tone, he raised his hand and grabbed the iron gate: "Newcomer, the superior ordered us to gather here, where do you want to go if you don't go in?"

One was upset when he heard the former's tone, but he couldn't defend it clearly, and his tone was even more hostile: "Where to go, what to do, explain clearly and act together."