Chapter 68 Big Brother is really serious, players cry to death

68.

You grabbed Gin's windbreaker and yelled, "Brother, please take me away, brother." It's so dangerous here, brother. The Grim Reaper is here and you might get killed in the next second, brother.

Gin forbearingly snatched the windbreaker from your hand, and without saying anything more to you, he turned around and walked down the mountain. Vodka glanced at you, showing a very indescribable expression, and quickly followed.

Alas, Big Brother still loves you, you know it all. You quietly stuffed the windbreaker fabric you pulled off into your pocket, so, Big Brother's personal safety will be protected by you who are proficient in rice flower survival!

I have privately toured Hakodate City. Although there are still many places to go, this place has become the domain of the god of death. For the sake of the unfinished games and the future Zu○ concert, you can only quit...

This retreat will last a lifetime!

It's a little too late to go back to Beihua now. Just when you were about to considerately ask your brother not to drive at night (Vodka: Am I not the one driving...?) to avoid driving tired and hurting your body - you saw Gin standing in an empty space with few people, and there was a helicopter parked next to him.

Okay, you underestimated Big Brother's strength.

Under Gin's increasingly impatient gaze, you reluctantly sat in the back seat of the helicopter.

The woman with the butterfly tattoo on her left eye turned her head and looked you over, then looked at Gin and taunted, "How does it feel to take care of a child?"

Gin didn't even raise his eyelids and directly ordered Cohen to drive back to a certain base of Mihua.

"Gin, you bastard..."

Before Chianti gets angry, you raise your head and approach with a sly look in your eyes: "Cool sister, are you also my dad's colleague? Your tattoo is so classy and cool."

Chianti, who was forced to be silent, choked for a moment: "Uh..." But she soon showed a proud expression, "Well, you have good taste, and Yangzhi Ganlu... Tsk, it's quite different."

I don't know why, but everyone in this company who mentions your father looks disgusted - so what did your father do when he was selling drugs? Did he sell fake drugs to your colleagues?

"My dad just has no taste. He didn't even want to introduce such a cool and beautiful colleague to me." You spoke up for Chianti, "What a tasteless guy! Goodbye to those who don't know how to appreciate the charm of a cool sister!"

After your compliments, Chianti's complexion improved visibly.

On the way back in the helicopter, you kept chatting enthusiastically with Chianti and tried to find out what kind of shampoo Gin used - but Gin ended the topic with a murderous look.

When you got off the helicopter, Chianti patted you on the shoulder and showed you a cool smile, saying that you will be in charge of her organization from now on.

Organization...oh, you mean company? Such a cool name, but it sounds like a dark///gang.

In fact, you have had a dream since you were a child, which is to become a Yangko star, and then play multiplayer online games with your younger brothers, and use each younger brother's resources as your own resources, so as to quickly pass the game and dominate it...

However...

"Brother, what are we doing here?" You followed behind Gin, pulling his windbreaker and moving forward in a sneaky manner, "It's so dark here..."

Why don't you turn on the light? Your night vision is not good... Gin pulled the clothes back in his hand. The clear sound of cloth tearing was heard in the small space. After a few seconds, Chianti laughed mockingly.

This... Isn't it because Big Brother used too much force? Guilty, you withdrew your hand, slowly moved to the wall, and fumbled to turn on the light.

Ah, it's much brighter now. You notice that this is a bar, and it doesn't look like it's open for business, but Gin and the others sit down at the bar naturally.

You looked left and right, but you didn't see the bartender - you got it, this must be a test from your big brother to see if you can mix drinks, right? Although you don't know how to mix drinks, you've seen your mom mix drinks at home, just pouring this or that drink into a glass and shaking it, similar to shaking milk tea, right?

The fire of fighting spirit is burning behind you. Don't worry, brother, you will definitely be able to mix a wine that will amaze everyone!

After Gin sat down, he noticed that you were late. When he looked up, he saw you busying around in front of the wine cabinet, pouring the wine into the shaker in an experimental manner.

Gin is too lazy to care anymore. He has discovered that the best way to deal with people like you and Yangzhi Ganlu is to not think about the purpose of your actions and just give clear instructions directly - this is the best way for him and your lives.

As long as you're not dead.

He lit a cigarette indifferently and sent a text message to your "chef candidates" on his mobile phone.

[Gin: Base No. x, arrive within 20 minutes]

*

"Brother, how about this glass of wine?"

You looked at Gin expectantly. This was a cocktail that you had mixed with great effort. The first glass would of course be for your dear big brother.

"Brother, I deliberately used gin as the base. Does this drink make you feel friendly?"

Gin stared at the wine glass in front of him, and did not move for a long time.

"What's wrong, bro? Any problem?"

Chianti, on the other hand, was very interested in the cocktail you mixed. She leaned over and carefully examined the cocktail you mixed. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Why is this wine... so cloudy?"

“I added coconut milk.” Your eyes were clear, “and a little mango cubes to represent my dad, and there was also gin, vodka, and Vermo de Chianti—I don’t know the name of the cool guy there, so I didn’t add his.”

"Although I couldn't find it at first, I worked hard and found taro paste and crispy Bobo in the kitchen, so I added them in." You pursed your face, a little embarrassed, "So if you round it up, it's a team building for the whole company."

Well, to round it off, you've also joined the company.

"I thought wine alone was too boring, so I added a little honey and yogurt Yakult."

The secret to delicious food is to mix delicious things together. The same should be true for wine, right?

Anyway, your dear mommy prepared it like this, and your dad didn't say it tasted bad after drinking it, he just went to the toilet for half an hour.

It doesn't mean it tastes bad, it tastes good. You believe that you inherited your mother's craftsmanship, and this glass of wine will definitely make your brother feel your heart!

Chianti hastily pulled her hand back as if she had encountered poison, but then she thought, this wasn't for her to drink. So she went into the show mode, gloating and saying, "Gin, why don't you drink it? This is a gift from a kid."

Gin glanced at Chianti calmly, and the murderous look in his green eyes successfully shut the latter up. He looked at you, lit a cigarette, and said calmly: "The chefs you asked for are almost here."

们? Why did you find the plural form?

"Pick one for yourself."

The one who is chosen can be given fewer tasks during this period. And... it's up to you.

“Brother!”

You were moved to tears. Without your elder brother, who would give you the joy of choosing a concubine? But...

"Can't I have both, brother?"

"hehe."

"Okay big brother, I understand big brother."

Before you can ask more questions, you hear footsteps and voices coming from the door: "You better have something important to tell us at this time, Gin."

Hmm? Does this sound familiar? Not sure? Listen again.

"You're late." Gin looked at the visitor coldly, "Bourbon."

"Don't let me catch you by the tail."

"Oh?" The other party sneered as if he had heard something funny, but he did not continue the discussion. "Did you ask us to come here because there are new people?"

At this time, the other party finally walked into the lighting range, and you finally saw who it was -

"Ah, Mr. Amuro?"

You looked at Amuro Toru blankly. He seemed to be more surprised than you. His eyes widened a little and his pupils contracted drastically, but he quickly regained his composure, as if the previous gaffe was just your illusion.

No one else seemed to notice this, and if you hadn't been staring at the door, you might not have noticed it either - but wasn't it a little too dark for Mr. Amuro? I don't usually notice it, but when he stood at the door just now, it made you feel like you were looking for a Siamese cat at night.

But why is Mr. Amuro here? Could it be that... Your smooth brain quickly turns and you quickly come to the conclusion: This is the chef that Big Brother found for you!

"Brother!" You looked at Gin with tears in your eyes, "You are indeed my favorite, a kind-hearted brother! How did you know that I like the dishes cooked by Mr. Amuro?"

Big brother must have specially investigated your preferences, he really did, you'll cry to death.

You turned your head again, puffed out your chest and raised your head, proudly: "Yes, I am the new future employee who has not yet joined the company, a slightly sweet and tipsy version of whiskey with taro paste and jelly." Well, you changed your name quietly. Now it's cooler than your dad's, right?

"Ah..." Amuro gave you an expression that was hard to understand, "You are Yangzhi Ganlu's... child?"

"Yes, that's me."

Wow, your dad is quite famous. How come everyone in this company has heard of your dad's code name? He wouldn't have secretly been promoted to a senior position without telling you, right? You thought about it seriously. Given your dad's personality, you never know.

"Then... is this the chef that Big Brother found for me?" You looked at the chef No. 2, whom you didn't know, and thought he would look better without a beard. But those cat eyes looked so gentle... your male mother radar moved, "Big Brother, I choose Mr. Amuro."

You are already surrounded by male mothers, the concentration is too high, don't let another male mother come and drag you out of the dark and gloomy dead house——

"Cook?" Amuro Toru caught the key word, and he looked at Gin with a half-smile, "You asked Scotland and I to come here late at night just to play house with you and...?"

"I still have the task of Rum to deal with. Let Scotland handle this matter."

Gin didn't object.

So you and that guy named Scotch with the cat eyes were thrown out of the bar.

No? Why is Big Brother like this? You haven't even seen Big Brother drink the wine yet! You want to see the happy and touching expression on Big Brother's face after he drinks that glass of wine.

Scotland was not angry. Instead, he turned to you and spoke to you gently: "I am Midorikawa Hikaru, and I will be your...chef in the future. Please give me your guidance." When he mentioned chef, he seemed to remember something and smiled unconsciously.

"Oh..." Your elder brother is not here, and you are facing a stranger. Your social phobia explodes. You rub the corner of your clothes and answer in a low voice, "Please... Please give me your advice, Mr. Midorikawa."

"You're welcome." Midorikawa Hikaru was surprisingly easy to talk to. "I also know your father, Yangzhi Ganlu... Your code name is very similar to your father's style."

Wait... How come this code-named colleague also knows your father? Your father wouldn't really sell fake drugs, would he? Did he sell them to your colleague? This guy's good temper and gentleness are just a facade. Inwardly, he's planning to hang you up and kill you to avenge your father's fake drugs...

Woohoo, big brother, where are you? Without your big brother, your sense of security is gone!

But since the other party has said so, you can't just not react, so you take a deep breath, learn to get down on the ground like the knife man usually does, and shout: "It's his fault that my father sells fake medicine, Mr. Cat Eyes, I'm innocent, don't hit me!"

Green Light River:?

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"Woo woo woo private Marseille..."

"No, really..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cat Eyes!"

"...Please stand up, or I will choke you."

"Yes sir, no problem sir."

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*

"So..." Amuro Toru sat on the chair, looking at Gin indifferently, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you addicted to playing house, Gin?"

Gin took a deep breath and blew a smoke ring into the air. He stared at the light above his head absent-mindedly, briefly lost in past memories.

On a snowy evening, the setting sun hid behind the clouds, and the warm light that shone through the gaps was blocked by the layers of buildings, leaving only a cold block of color on the ground. He sat in that orange-red block, watching the steaming blood flow out of his arm and warm the snow around him.

A failed end to a bad day.

"Hey, Gin-chan, how come you're so lame after not seeing you for just one day?" A familiar female voice sounded from not far away, "Yeah, that's right, that's right, it's really worth it for me to restart the game. I just wanted to see your gnashing teeth expression after you failed the mission! Hahahahaha!"

Annoying.

He raised his head and looked at the other person with a fierce look: "...kill you."

The red-haired woman standing under the street light was covered with a fluffy halo by the dim light, like the most conspicuous ball of oil paint in this monotonous world.

"Well, don't be so fierce. After all, I helped you deal with the failed mission." The woman smiled and approached him step by step. She raised her hand and ruffled his hair. "Suck... Come on, Gin-chan, smile."

"Get lost."

"Okay, okay." The woman carried him up, and the strong smell of blood enveloped him. "Let's roll together. After all, we are partners."

"…You dyed your hair."

"Oh, did you notice it? I thought Gin-chan wouldn't notice it. How is it? Isn't it a beautiful red color?"

He was very unwilling and didn't want to admit it, but... he closed his eyes: "... beautiful."

Like a blazing flame, like the flames she set alight in the concentration camp, just recalling it, I can remember the heat that burned my skin.

"Right, right? After fading, it will turn into blonde hair like your sister's. Hehe, beautiful sister, I'll stick with you." As if she thought of something else, the woman lifted him up again, "My child is one year old... He and Yangzhi Ganlu are born to play with it. It's so fun for children to play with it. Gin-chan, do you want to go and see it?"

“…No.”

"You are so cold, Gin-chan. You can't be so cold to your future boss, understand? You can't just die easily. A model worker like Gin-chan was born to work for my industry."

"...Shut up and I'll kill you."

"Oh, are you going to kill me again? That's fine, my pain today is 20%, come on, come on, do you want to be mean?"

"…You're a lunatic, Gimlet."

Because of the loss of too much blood, his body temperature dropped rapidly, his brain functioned gradually slowed down, and there was a buzzing sound circling in his ears, but he still remembered the eyes that Gimlet looked at him at that time - like the abyss, a void of black.

"Ah," he heard the other party reply briskly, "Merci à l'éloge." (Thank you for the compliment)

…

"This is the boss's order."

"Don't ask questions you don't have to ask, Bourbon."

Gin lifted the glass of porridge wine you mixed, and the half-melted ice cubes collided with each other, making a clinking sound.

"Protect Him*, take care of Him, and when necessary..."

He put the cup down again, and the moment the bottom of the cup touched the table, the ice cube hit the wall of the cup hard, and along with it fell the last sentence he had not finished.

"Kill Him."