My lover is this organization

Qin Wuque held his forehead with his hand and sat in front of the computer to start it up skillfully. He also found a chair for Captain Qin to sit down. The two of them sat behind the computer desk and quietly watched the loading screen when the computer started up.

While waiting, the silver-haired beauty suddenly noticed a soft-cover copybook with the word "account book" written on it on the table. She took it and opened it to take a look. As a result, she flipped through it and found that everything was blank, with only the first page recording a single entry.

That was already half a month ago.

The joking intention was immediately evident in his words.

“It’s bleak.”

"Captain Qin, what are you talking about?" Qin Wuque took a look. "In our line of work, isn't it common to not open a shop for three years and then make a living for three years? If you make a profit, you won't have to worry about food and drink for at least three to five years. What's more, when business was good in the past, I opened a shop every day... Huh?"

"what happened?"

The abrupt end of the voice made Gin raise his head, only to see a dog's head staring at a pixelated web page.

An envelope-like icon is flashing in the upper right corner of the web page.

"There is an order." Qin Wuque pointed to the flashing envelope icon.

"Click and take a look." said the silver-haired beauty.

"Oh."

The message was quickly loaded. It was a rather simple table with extremely concise content.

The appeal only contained a mobile phone number and not a single piece of text.

The name of the petitioner at the bottom of the form was filled in...

“John Wick.”

Gin whispered it softly, with a hint of disbelief flashing in his dark green eyes.

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Originally, I was only planning to write a small chapter about the John Wick plot, but after giving it some thought, I changed my mind!

I want to kidnap Zhang Weike to the winery hahahahahahahaha!

As expected of me.

The following plot should be basically full of high energy.

I guess this is still a serious Conan fanfiction... Damn.

Chapter 126: Captain Qin A-ed ( words)

No demands.

Just a phone number.

In other words, we planned to settle everything over the phone.

Good idea, at least this way I don’t have to type English letters frantically on the screen... Qin Wuque thought.

When he first arrived in Los Santos, he couldn't even speak fluent English. In order to avoid being seen as a gullible man, he simply kept silent. At least this way he could leave people with the image of a practical man who didn't care to talk too much. This is why Lester gave him the nickname "Silent Friend".

Later, as time went by and due to the influence of the living environment, although he successfully learned to speak English fluently, his typing habits remained unchanged.

Just like in Chinese pinyin, you can type a long paragraph in one breath and only press the space bar once, but if you type an entire sentence in English in one breath and only press the space bar once... then what you write will just be garbled characters.

Anyway, it is extremely troublesome in every sense, so Qin Wuque still doesn't like typing in English.

It just so happens that the other party also wants to discuss it over the phone, which is very nice.

However, just as Qin Wuque was about to take out his cell phone to dial a number, a jade hand reached out from the side and grabbed the wrist of his hand holding the phone.

"Alas!"

Qin Wuque was caught off guard and was startled a little, and his phone almost slipped out of his hand, but luckily he reacted in time and caught it.

"Captain Qin, what are you doing?" he complained in a low voice.

"You asked me what I want to do?" The silver-haired beauty frowned slightly. "I also wanted to ask you what you want to do. Don't you know what the name 'John Wick' means?"

"Of course I know." Qin Wuque looked at her strangely.

"Night Devil, Baba Yeka, Zhang Weike, Pencil God of War, which name do you want to hear, Captain Qin?"

"..."

Gin was stunned for a moment, then swung his hand like a knife and slashed Qin Wuque's neck lightly: "Get my point! I'm not really asking you about John Wick's famous nicknames. I mean, don't you know what this former chief killer of the high table has done recently!"

"Uh... Actually, someone has already helped to popularize this issue before." Qin Wuque said, scratching his face.

"Then you still plan to help him?" Gin lowered his voice, "He has already retired once before, and now he has come back without permission. After his comeback, he plans to retire again. Do you think anyone will agree with this approach? Moreover, he has now offended the High Table, and his family assets have been burned to ashes. Do you think there is anything in the Night Demon now that is worth you to offend the organization and bring it to the High Table?"

"To be honest, I have thought about this question before..."

There was an obvious hesitation in Qin Wuque's tone. Any normal person could hear the confusion in his tone, but this confusion was quickly covered up by the fleeting surprise in his eyes.

It's like a candidate who has been pondering over a question for a long time in an exam and still can't figure it out, and suddenly an idea flashes in his mind and the solution pops up automatically in his mind.

He just snapped his fingers crisply.

"Captain Qin, you will know in a moment. Believe me, it is absolutely worth it."

"Oh?"

According to the message left by John Wick on the pixel-style web page, he dialed a mysterious phone number, and within two seconds, the call was connected.

But there was no sound coming from the other end of the phone, let alone the noisy ambient sound, even the slightest breathing sound could not be heard.

Is it necessary to be so cautious...

Qin Wuque couldn't help but twitch his lips, and changed his tone to a slightly more formal one: "Good evening, Mr. Wick, ah... to be precise, it's evening here only. I saw your message on my website. Please tell me your specific request."

"I've heard before that the Yongran pupil master can help realize all wishes." A deep, rich and masculine voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Not everything, but almost everything." Qin Wuque took a deep breath to lower his blood pressure and corrected himself. "I admit that I am very powerful, but I am not a god yet. I cannot change what happened in the past, but I can change your future to a great extent. Also... please do not call me by that shameful nickname that I have not even admitted to myself. You can call me Snow or Snow Beer."

"Now, tell me what you want."

"I... I'm not sure if I should..." Having lost everything, the Night Demon fell into a rare period of confusion in his life.

"Should you agree to let Santino kill a certain rich Roman woman?" Qin Wuque quickly finished the rest of his words for him. "If it were up to me, you shouldn't agree. The reason you left a message on my website is because your emotions and reason are telling you that you shouldn't do this, but reality forces you to do it, isn't it?"

"Besides, Santino was willing to kill his own sister in order to gain power, so he can send someone to kill you in order to consolidate his position. Do you think you will have a good ending if you agree to his request?"

"The problem is the blood contract..." The Night Demon couldn't help but speak.

"Blood contract? I don't think that's a problem." Qin Wuque said.

“This is a very simple truth. If you can’t solve the problem, then solve the person who created the problem.”

"You were eating hotpot, singing songs and enjoying your retirement life happily at home, but suddenly your former creditor came to your house and forcibly dragged you out to work 996 to enjoy your good fortune, and then wanted to kill you after that. If it were me, I would just kill that bastard with a knife, and then drag his body to the mainland hotel to press the blood handprint to cancel the blood contract."

"If the Mainland Hotel doesn't agree, I'll kill everyone in the Mainland Hotel. If the High Table doesn't agree, I'll kill everyone at the High Table. If anyone doesn't let me retire, I'll kill everyone who doesn't let me retire. It's that simple."

Qin Wuque's voice was not loud, and his tone could only be described as bland, but between the lines there was a strong smell of blood.

The silver-haired beauty sitting next to him couldn't help but open her eyes slightly, squeezed her legs slightly, and her breathing became slightly rapid.

Not scared, but excited.

After all, this statement was too bold, so bold that even John Wick on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "So what is your plan and price?"

"My plan is not complicated. We will go to Rome first and meet there. Then we will go to the rich woman and explain the matter to her. We will ask her to press the bloody handprint and voluntarily entrust you to kill her brother." Qin Wuque said.

"The problem is the blood contract..." The Night Devil reminded again.

Qin Wuque covered his face and sighed, thinking how could this person be so stupid: "I've said that the blood contract is not a problem. Killing one's own blood contract holder does violate the rules, but the rules are made by the High Table, and they should have immunity. What's more, now that the rich Roman woman has secured her position at the High Table. In your words, the High Table is above everything else. Do you understand?"

"And she is in no position to refuse or not keep her promise. If she refuses or does not keep her promise, the ending will be nothing more than a world where only Santino is injured to a world where everyone at the high table dies."

After saying such a long paragraph, Qin Wuque paused.

"And my price is that you join my... no, not mine yet, but my current organization, until I take it down. It won't be long, at most it will only take another half a year. By then I will have taken over the entire Japanese underworld, and you can enjoy your retirement life in Japan with peace of mind. You can also get a decent pension every month. It may not be a lot, but at least it will keep you from being so poor that you have to wash dishes in a restaurant."

Having said this he added another sentence.

"I once ruled the entire Los Santos, so I wouldn't fool you about this kind of thing. Besides, Japan is also a good place. Not only are there beautiful izakaya boss ladies, but you can even legally have prostitution..."

"Not a bad offer." John Wick couldn't bear to hear it any longer and interrupted him, "Then let's meet in Rome?"

"Sure. See you in Rome."

The call ended here.

Putting his phone down, Qin Wuque lay back and stretched comfortably against the back of the chair. When he put his arms down, he found that the silver-haired beauty next to him was staring at him intently with her dark green eyes. He was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong, Captain Qin?"

"Do you want to lure the Night Demons into our organization?" the head of the executive department asked softly.

"Yeah~"

Mentioning this topic, Qin Wuque couldn't help but cover his face again. He counted on his fingers and said, "I won't say anything else. Captain Qin, just think about what we have in our organization now. Vodka is a fool. It's ok to let him hit wherever he wants, but if he is asked to perform a mission alone, he might fall into the gutter. Then there are Chianti and Cohen. These two guys can only shoot, and they can only use sniper rifles. If we really talk about actual combat ability, they may not be as good as Vodka. Sister Bei... Although it can't be said that they have no combat power, they are more inclined to stealth and espionage. The rest are basically idiots, useless undercover agents and miscellaneous soldiers."

He sighed heavily: "So how can I not recruit more soldiers? In the movie, it's called a one-man martial arts world. Captain Qin, are you planning to call it a two-person organization?"

"Hmm~"

Gin's face froze, obviously his soft spot was hit by this guy.

After a while, she spoke slowly.

"Since that has been decided, then..."

"Ok?"

Somehow, when Qin Wuque heard this, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Turning his head to look, he saw the silver-haired beauty beside him smiling an aggressive smile with an extremely small amplitude on her face which was always as cold as an iceberg.

"I have to go too!"

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Oh shit, I accidentally got too excited and wrote 3,000 words. The second update might be a little late.

But adhering to the principle of 4k words per day, can I write only words for the second update? (Sincerely)

Chapter 127 The Confused Night Devil

Rome.

As the capital of the Italian Republic, it is the national political, economic, cultural and transportation center. It has a history of more than 2500 years. It is also the birthplace of the ancient Roman Empire. Because of its long history, it is called the "Eternal City".

If Rome is the largest city in Italy, then Piazza Venezia is the largest square in Rome.

Piazza Venezia is located in the city center of Rome. It is 130 meters long and 75 meters wide. It is the meeting point of five streets and faces the Monument to Victor Emmanuel II, a neoclassical building constructed entirely of white marble.

This is a very famous attraction in Rome.

Qin Wuque sat on the edge of the fountain below. In the center of the fountain behind him was a statue of a man on horseback, symbolizing Victor Emmanuel II, who unified Italy. He raised his head and looked quietly at the sixteen thick and large Roman columns on the top of the memorial hall, like a tourist who came here because of its reputation.

But if someone could meet his gaze directly, they would find out... this guy was not looking at anything at all, his eyes were completely unfocused, he was just in a daze.

He arrived in Rome with Captain Qin at around eight o'clock this morning, and before leaving, he was forced to take off his loose red dragon robe and change into the exclusive uniform of the organization's executive department.

To be honest, Qin Wuque felt from the bottom of his heart that it was a very stupid thing to wear such thick clothes and go out in this late spring season when the average temperature was over 20 degrees.

Not only is it hot, it's also very eye-catching.

It's not that it attracts attention, but the most important thing is that it looks stupid.

After all, everyone else is wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts, but you are still holding on to your big windbreaker. Are you in a hurry to buy it and put it on as soon as possible after the winter is over when the clothing store is having a sale?

So in order to avoid losing this person, Qin Wuque decisively used the same trick again and put on his funny cat head mask.

And now, he is waiting for someone.

"Where is the supply man~Where is the supply man~"

Qin Wuque hummed a funny little tune to amuse himself, his eyes moving constantly under the mask, and his gaze swept back and forth across the long and wide steps below the main entrance of the memorial hall where tourists were bustling.

Of course, there was no point in him doing this, because he had never had any contact with this legendary night demon before. All his knowledge of him was limited to hearsay, and he had no idea what the other party looked like, so he could only wait.

At this moment, someone next to him reached out and patted him gently on the back of his head.