I! Black Organization Boss

At least these people here are familiar with Cohen.

If there's anything special about Cohen, it's cool.

Reticent, decisive, and without delay.

How could such a person actually like the Ferris wheel?

Cohn stood at the bar, wiping a wine glass, and paused.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I... I was just thinking, such a tall Ferris wheel is very suitable for use as a sniper point."

"Oh..." Ryazan took a long tone and showed a narrow smile.

Chianti laughed: "The Ferris wheel is suitable for sniping, haha, Cohen, it's really you, you are so cute when you lie!"

Cohen's face darkened: "Don't you have anything else to talk about?!"

There was an air of joy in the store.

Gin took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Has Bourbon been here lately?" he asked.

Cohen shook his head gently: "I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Is that so." Gin exhaled a cigarette.

Then, he looked at Ryazan: "Mescal, you will be in Japan for a long time in the future, pay more attention to Bourbon."

"Did you see him?"

"..."

Qin Jiu was speechless, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "In short, just pay more attention, I'm just giving you advice."

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Liang Zan nodded, then said to Cohen, "Brother, bring me a glass of Shirley."

Cohen nodded.

Although he is a sniper and has no affection, he still likes to be a bartender in this bar.

Hearing the wine that Ryazan asked for, Chianti snorted and smiled: "What, Mescal, have you seen the girl in the white coat? Do you want my sister to help you?"

"Go, I don't need the help of an older single woman." Liang Zan waved his hand in disgust.

Chianti tutted.

"Cohn, get me a mescal! Add lemon juice!" she said, patting the table.

Ryazan was startled, Chianti, the eldest sister, does she have any unreasonable thoughts about him?

Jinjiu smoked a cigarette, staring coldly at the scene in front of him.

Well organized stronghold, was made by these people, just like the neighborhood committee...

What an image!

After pressing out the cigarette, he spoke in a deep voice.

"A glass of gin with ice."

Several people were drinking to pass the time when the wind chime at the door suddenly rang.

Ryazan looked back.

Standing at the door, no surprise, was a man in a black trench coat and a black hat.

He was tall, with a cold, unforgiving face, a beard, and a long butt and chin.

He looked around the room, but didn't respond. He walked slowly to the window, found a table, and sat down.

"Tequila, how is the mission." Seeing this person, Jin Jiu said.

Tequila glanced at Gin.

After a few seconds, he said coldly: "It's normal."

Vodka frowned.

This tequila, how dare to talk to big brother like that!

Chianti was also a little dissatisfied: "Hey, I didn't see us here, can't we say hello?"

Tequila looked at her with contempt.

Then, without saying anything, he turned around and closed his eyes.

Chianti's face sank.

This tequila is getting more and more crazy!

What do you think you are? !

Ryazan looked at Tequila.

Because he basically operated in the United States before, he is not familiar with tequila.