Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Bourbon?
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As the sky darkened, the moon rose.
The flashing car lights on the road blend into the night, and it is quiet.
Mo Shiyu was driving his McLaren, turned a corner, and was driving forward on the road when he received a call from Vermouth.
He took a look, parked the car on the side of the road, and pressed the answer button.
"Hi, Valentine." Vermouth's sexy, deep voice came through the microphone. "How have you been lately?"
"Not bad." Mo Shiyu held the steering wheel with one hand, raised his fingers and tapped it, and said casually in a chatty tone.
"Except for being blamed and going to the punishment room, everything is fine."
Vermouth laughed a few times, "Regarding this matter, I really feel sorry for you, an innocent person."
"But what I'm going to tell you next might make you happier."
Mo Shiyu asked, "Oh? What is it?"
"According to an order just issued today, the organization has decided to grant you the qualification to introduce new members." Vermouth said slowly.
Mo Shiyu was stunned, and then his eyes flashed a few times.
Since Vermouth specifically called to inform us, the new members here must not be low-level staff, but code-named members.
Mo Shiyu still remembers a year ago when he was assessed by Gin and officially obtained the code name for the wine.
Unexpectedly, a year later, he also had the qualifications to assess others.
For code members, this means further trust in the organization and an enhancement of its core functions.
In other words, he got a promotion.
There was a shrill sound of car horns and wind coming from the other end of the phone. Vermouth was probably driving too, no, according to her habit, she was probably racing.
Her low, hoarse voice was a little blurry in the wind. "This is the organization's gift of adulthood for you, baby."
In Neon, the coming-of-age ceremony is turning 20.
Mo Shiyu lowered his eyelashes, and his eyelids covered the dark under his eyes.
This method of hitting someone with a stick and then giving them a sweet treat gives me that familiar feeling.
The organization’s methods of punishing people are harsh enough, but it is also quick enough when compensating people.
If he didn't have the card drawing system and was alone, he might have been brainwashed by the organization and become completely loyal to it.
"Really?" Although he was thinking this in his heart, Mo Shiyu's tone was flattered, "Can I really do this?"
"Of course." Vermouth chuckled. "Tomorrow, three people will be assigned to you. You will have a code name for the wine. During the two-week assessment period, you will select a code name member."
"I understand." Mo Shiyu said, "What's the name of the wine I was given?"
"It's the whiskey you like." As if a heavy stroke was drawn in the dark, Vermouth's voice was low and hoarse.
"Bourbon."
Mo Shiyu: “…”
"Bourbon?" he repeated.
"Yeah, honey." Vermouth exhaled lightly.
"It's up to you to decide who this code name belongs to. Remember to fill out the inspection form and upload it to the system. This applies to all three of you, even if all of you die during the inspection."
Belmode didn't notice Mo Shiyu's mood at the moment, and said a few more words of advice before hanging up the phone.
Mo Shiyu put down his phone, his expression perfectly showing what it meant to be so confused, horrified, and even pull his hair darkly.
He bet his entire fortune that among the three little Karami given to him tomorrow there would be a handsome blond-haired, dark-skinned bastard!
Mo Shiyu had a feeling that he was shrouded in the malice of the universe.
What kind of assessment is this? There’s no need for assessment. As the examiner, he can just read out the results!
What a promotion that feels so unfulfilling!
***
After finally calming down, Mo Shiyu got back on the road.
The place that the little pervert named Li Shu invited him to was actually an extremely high-end leisure club.
Mo Shiyu knew that this young man had a complicated background and was an extremely annoying and persistent guy. If he ignored him, he might cause trouble in the future.
So he wanted to get rid of him once and for all.
A diamond-shaped lamp cast a soft light, illuminating the faces of several young people below.
In front of them was a marble table and a spacious booth. Explosive English songs played in their ears, and the marble reflected light like white jade.
A waiter walked over to the table, bent down, and placed the two bottles of wine on the table from the tray in his hand.
One of the boys took a sip of wine from his glass and looked at the blond boy in the middle with boredom. "When will Cinderella come to the banquet?"
The blond boy chuckled, rolled a dice, glanced down, pushed the chips in front of him, and said slowly, "Why rush? Let's play for a while."
The boy snorted.
He really couldn't stand Li Shu's complacent look. Why was he pretending? He was obviously the one who was most anxious.
"Li Shu, you prefer Cinderella so much, why did you agree to let us come along?" someone asked.
Li Shu squinted his eyes. The figure under the blue-purple light seemed a little blurry. "..."
He really liked Mo Shiyu, he liked him very much. From that day on, he was like a possessed person, thinking about him every day, thinking about his voice, thinking about his expression.
But the feeling Mo Shiyu gave him was like watching clouds floating in the sky, visible but untouchable.
He wanted to pull Mo Shiyu down.
The more arrogant Mo Shiyu became, the more Li Shu liked him. He wanted to hold him on a throne and worship him reverently, but he also wanted to drag him into the mud and make him dirty.
I've never had such a strong desire to destroy something before. It's really new.
"Because... I like him." Li Shu said slowly, his voice as soft as warm water, "I like him the most."
The man sneered and said, "It's really unlucky to be liked by you."
The phone suddenly rang. Li Shu picked it up and took a look. When she looked up again, she saw Mo Shiyu opening the door and walking in.
The light from above just happened to turn orange at this moment, dyeing the entire box with the color. The moment the young man with long ash-gray hair walked out of the door, the color went from dark to bright, from cold to warm.
Li Shu was stunned for a moment.
Mo Shiyu's eyes swept across the table before he blinked slowly and focused on the young men.
A young man patted the seat next to Li Shu and said, "Little brother, sit down."
Mo Shiyu walked straight towards Li Shu. Instead of sitting down, he looked down at him condescendingly.
Li Shu tilted her head back, her eyes shining fiercely, and touched her teeth with the tip of her tongue.
Yes, that’s right, it’s that look when you look at trash.
Mo Shiyu stroked his fingers over the cold low table and chuckled, "Did you choose the marble tabletop specially?"
The blond boy beneath him moved his eyes slightly.
"You want me to lie on this?" Mo Shiyu whispered in his ear, "What an old-fashioned taste."
"……elder brother."
The blond boy's eyes darkened, but then he smiled again. "Want to make a bet?"
"If you win the bet, you can leave unscathed."
"I lost the bet, brother. No matter if it suits your taste or not, you can only lie down obediently."
Mo Shiyu tilted his head, "Why should I listen to you?"
Before he could finish his words, someone suddenly grabbed his shoulders from behind, twisted him back suddenly, and pressed him down on the marble table in a grappling position!
It was exactly the same technique that Mo Shiyu used to capture Li Shu on the plane.
Mo Shiyu pressed his face against the cold table. He turned his head and saw the bodyguard with an expression on his face behind him.
"You called for help?" Mo Shiyu said slowly, "And you called three at once. It seems you are quite afraid of me."
In addition to the bodyguards who took action, there were two others standing there with expressionless faces.
A young man looked at him with a grin, "Brother is such a good fighter, we should always be more cautious."
"You know I can fight, yet you still provoke me."
The boy looked at the young man, whose hands were pinned behind his back and pressed against the table, and sneered, "No matter how good a fighter he is, he's still just an amateur after all."
Li Shu said, "The food in this restaurant is very good. Brother, why don't you fill your stomach before you start?"
Mo Shiyu laughed and said, "No need. You guys are not worth me playing with you for too long."
As the blond boy's eyes suddenly widened, Mo Shiyu grabbed the bodyguard's arm behind him like lightning. Although he was in a state where he couldn't use the force, he still made the bodyguard scream and retreat, and the hand that was holding him loosened due to lack of strength.
Mo Shiyu casually picked up a bottle of wine, took a step forward, grabbed Li Shu's hair with one hand, and forcibly pulled his head back -
Then he poured the wine down his throat.
At this time, his voice was still slow and measured.
"Let me guess."
"Which bottle of wine was drugged?"
The blond boy never expected that Mo Shiyu would do this. The strong liquor went down his throat and burned into his stomach. He knew the consequences of drinking this drink. He couldn't help but bend over and choke, and struggled violently.
Seeing this, the faces of the remaining two bodyguards changed drastically and they ran over here directly.
Mo Shiyu tilted his head to the left to avoid a hook punch, then turned around smoothly and smashed the remaining half of the bottle onto the head of the person in front of him.
The quality of this whiskey bottle is really good. After being smashed like this, the man fell to the ground with blood all over his head, but the bottle was not broken.
Mo Shiyu pinched the blood stain on the wine bottle, raised his lips and smiled.
In the end, the bodyguard took a step back with his face turning pale because of his laughter.
Mo Shiyu just walked over slowly.
It's not difficult to deal with a few bodyguards.
When the last person was knocked down, not even a drop of wine spilled from the bottle in Mo Shiyu's hand.
He turned around and glanced at the remaining few people who were scared pale, and the blond boy who was vomiting on the ground but whose body was shaking as he knelt.
"It seems that I won the jackpot at once." Mo Shiyu shook the wine bottle, picked up a few wine glasses, poured the wine in, and placed the wine glasses one by one on the white jade-like marble table. He looked at the remaining teenagers with a friendly smile.
"I'll help you drink it, or you can drink it yourself. Choose one."
A group of young people: "..."
No, how could this be justified? Three against one and they were killed?
This is not ordinary fighting ability!
They looked at the miserable state of the bodyguard, looked at each other, and tactfully picked up their wine glasses.
Not long after, Mo Shiyu turned around and looked at the blond boy who was coughing hard and looking up at him.
Li Shu curled her eyes in a severe dizziness and laughed intermittently, "Brother, I like you so much."
"Heh." Mo Shiyu squatted down to look at him and laughed, "You little brat are quite interesting."
He took out a pill from his pocket, lifted the man's chin with his palm, and stuffed the pill into his throat with his fingers. "Don't worry, I can be even more ruthless."
Mo Shiyu took out his cell phone and pressed the camera button from above.
No matter how crazy these people who are proud of their family background have fun outside, what they care about most is their own face.
The camera showed a blond boy who was bent over in unbearable pain, his eyes were hazy, and he was completely unable to control his ugly appearance.
Mo Shiyu didn't stop until he felt it was about time.
"If you don't want your parents and the elders in your circle to receive this video, then don't appear in front of me from now on."
The boy said nothing, gasping in pain, his forehead pressed against the carpet, probably unable to speak.
Mo Shiyu stood up, suddenly remembered something, and looked down at him.
"I think I told you something last time."
"If you mess with me again, I'll break your arm." He said softly, "Is that what I'm saying?"
The blond boy shuddered violently and tried to dodge backwards, but he could not stop Mo Shiyu from breaking his arm bones inch by inch.
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