Wrong, my team members are from daily life

Nao Tomori's mischief soon stopped, and they still needed to deal with the aftermath.

"It's really lawless. They are so cruel that they directly blew up the underground garage..."

Nao Tomori took out a lollipop from her skirt pocket and put it in her mouth, looking at the place where the smoke was rising with a bad look.

Even though it was dinner time, there were still quite a few visitors in the arcade. They had to confirm the casualties and recover the monster's DNA cells.

"They actually used the ghost's cells to research new biological weapons. This is the only thing I cannot accept."

Tomori Nao pulled out her lollipop with a pop, thinking: The appearance of a monster means more than one human experiment, and countless people have been killed...

This organization must be eradicated.

Seeing that Tomori Nao seemed to have an idea, Kato Megumi said calmly, "Eh, I'll take my computer back first."

She needs to let Chuchun crack the thing, maybe she can find some clues in reverse.

"Go ahead. Leave the aftermath to me..."

……

A private bar in Beika-cho.

Vermouth and Bourbon supported each other, took out the keys and pushed open the door.

The room was empty, with no one in it.

This is normal. This is a safe zone prepared by the organization. If you are not a regular member, you don't know where this is.

Bourbon put Vermouth down, took out a medical box from under the bar counter, and after simply treating Vermouth's several gunshot wounds, he leaned back on the sofa.

"What should I do? Chianti and Cohen are dead. This is not a good result..."

Vermouth sighed: "Report to the boss. We all underestimated those with special abilities."

Bourbon said calmly: "Should we inform Gin? He is also responsible for not reporting the dangers of the ability user to us."

"Call him. Rum is still not fit to lead us..."

Chianti and Cohen are very loyal cadres of the organization, and their value is incomparable to the rats that are killed by Gin every day.

Vermouth took out her cell phone and dialed the number behind Bourbon's back.

Seven children's ringtones rang...

"Yes...,...I'm sorry."

After reporting the situation to that adult, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief:

"That master asked us to wait here. There will be new members to replace Cohen and Chianti..."

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

Not long after, the door lock of the tavern was turned again, and this time a man wearing a green military cap and a green windbreaker came in.

Calvados is a sniper in the organization, but he is a guy who particularly likes shotguns.

"You're here." Vermouth was not surprised. There were only a handful of snipers in the organization who could catch up with Gin.

Calvados sneered: "I heard that Chianti and Cohen have returned to the Lord's arms? Humph~ It's really exciting news... isn't it?"

As he spoke, he walked to the bar, took out a bottle of Chianti and Cohen from the wine cellar, and poured a glass:

"The first cup is for you. May there be no people with special powers in heaven... hehe."

Bourbon crossed his legs. "Hey man, stop crying wolf. I'm sure you're not as sad as you act."

Calvados raised the corner of his mouth: "I hate your translation tone, it makes me feel like you are mocking me. Or do you want to taste my big treasure?"

As he spoke, he untied the gun bag from his back, pulled it up and down, loaded the black muzzle and pointed it at the Bourbon.

"It's just a joke, don't mind it." Bourbon raised his hand sincerely.

"Put down your guns. I don't want the few remaining cadres to be killed off due to internal strife." Vermouth interrupted their quarrel.

The next moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open again.

This time, the person who came in was an acquaintance, vodka... and...

"Little girl?" Calvados snorted coldly: "Oh, at this age, you should go back to your mother's arms and drink milk."

Bourbon was stunned:

Holy shit, Hitomi-chan!

what's going on?

How come in just one week, you've become equal to me?

Chapter 486 Hitomi Mishima: I got promoted?

"Why, Bourbon, do you know this new guy?"

Vermouth noticed Bourbon's abnormality, blew out a smoke ring and teased.

Bourbon said calmly, "He was a newcomer I selected before, but he was taken away by Gin."

"Is it that simple?" Vermouth didn't believe it.

Although after Rum took over the action team, everyone more or less put some of their own people into the organization, but so far, they still remain at the level of peripheral members.

They have no right to attend this rally.

"Being able to come here means that this child has his own code name? What is it?"

Vodka took off his hat, revealing his Mediterranean forehead and said:

"This is Alaska. She will take care of the rats in Gin's place."

Vodka's words contain a lot of information. Combined with Rum's previous failure, not only did he lose a valuable experimental subject, but he also lost two generals. It's hard to guarantee that the boss won't use Gin again...

Considering Gin's physical condition and the tasks he was currently responsible for, this Alaska who suddenly appeared was obviously trying to replace Gin and Rum and take over their affairs...

"Pfft, Alaska? Why is it so nosy?" Calvados leaned against the bar and sneered:

"This code name is really interesting. Oh! It reminds me of the big and small puppies my grandma kept at home. Come on, give them a shout? Haha."

boom--

Before he finished his words, a flying knife smashed the glass in Calvados' hand and passed by his wrist.

The flying knife was nailed to the wine rack behind him, and the handle made a buzzing sound.

Calvados looked at his bleeding hand pierced by glass shards, and his expression turned gloomy.

"Kid, a sniper's hands are very valuable..."

Hitomi Mishima had a cold look in her eyes, her hands in the pockets of her black windbreaker, and she sneered like Gin:

"Next time, it won't be the cup that's broken, but your head."

With just one simple move, several people present simultaneously put away their contemptuous expressions.

The icy cold eyes, like Gin's, made them wonder if the child had taken a similar potion. In fact, he was not a child at all...

Vermouth held the wine glass, shook it with interest and said:

"Alaska, very interesting title. The second generation of Gin?"

She stood up, walked gracefully to the girl, gently lifted Mishima Hitomi's chin with her finger and said:

"I don't really like this name. Can I call you Ha-chan from now on?"

“Huh?” Hitomi Mishima looked at the star-like Vermouth in front of her with mixed thoughts:

Knew it!

I think people think I'm a husky! Damn it! Why did they give me such a nickname?

When Miss Mishima was in a mess, a familiar voice sounded behind her:

"Vermouth..., do you have any objection to the title I gave to my disciple?"

Gin put his hands in his pockets and pushed the door open.

"Master, can I kill her?" Hitomi Mishima gave up thinking and revealed her malice decisively.

Huskies are Huskies.

If you are not afraid that I will destroy my house, you can shout whatever you want!

Vermouth raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Are you angry?"

Gin grinned and said, "This woman won't work. She is the boss's favorite woman. Unless... you find evidence that she betrayed the organization."

Hitomi Mishima's expression was serious: "I smell the scent of a rat from her."

"Shut up."

"Yes."

Gin looked at Hitomi Mishima who had calmed down and nodded with satisfaction.

He likes obedient children.

It seems that my killing intent has become stronger. Is it because I started eating meat? Well, a stronger killing intent is a good thing...

Thinking this, he took his two men and found a long sofa to sit down.

Bourbon looked at Hitomi Mishima with a half-smile:

"Now it's time to call Alaska. I thought I would never see you again in this life."

Hitomi Mishima sneered: "Me too, I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Bourbon."

The damned [Zero Group]! The damned capitalists who just left their men behind and didn't care about anything! Go to hell! Bastard!

The girl roared internally.

Gin was very satisfied with Alaska's attitude: "Thank you again, Bourbon."

soon.

Other members of the organization entered the tavern one after another.

A beautiful hostess of Nichimai TV with a ponytail, Rena Mizunashi, codenamed Kiel.

There is also a foreign woman with long gray hair and heterochromatic eyes, codenamed Curacao.

The last three were led by a cold-blooded woman with short blond hair. There were two men and one woman, and the woman's code name was Riesling.

The remaining two are Aquavit and Stout, who are middle-aged thug-level characters at first glance.

The three of them entered the hall and sat in the corner without saying a word. They seemed not very sociable.

"I smell a rat." Hitomi Mishima sniffed.

"Humph." Gin sneered: "If you find the evidence, you can do whatever you want with it."

When everyone arrived, two electronic screens were lowered in the middle of the pub.

A pitch-black crow head lit up, and a processed electronic sound came out from it.

"I know everything."

"The sacrifices of Chianti and Cohen are not in vain. Let us first offer our sincere blessings to our deceased compatriots."

Everyone stood up, took off their black hats, and touched their chests in salute.

After it was over, another screen lit up and Rum's voice rang out:

"Boss, regarding that group of superpowers... I suspect someone deliberately exposed the location of our base to the Special Class."

"Also...we underestimated those super-powered people."

Gin sneered: "Isn't it because someone didn't deal with the rats that they stole the "food" recklessly?"

The two people each hold an opinion.

The BOSS screen lit up with sound waves again:

"Okay. That's it."

After a pause, he said: