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"Isn't this to hide his identity?" Chu Ming said confidently, "This way no one will associate it with the organization! The organization is so low-key, you don't want the organization to be in the spotlight because of Gin's public killing! And--"

Chu Ming's tone gradually became bewitching: "Don't you want to see what Gin looks like in women's clothing?"

“…Actually, I’ve seen it.”

Looking at the stubborn BOSS, Chu Ming finally used his ultimate move. He hesitated: "Forget it, in this case, I'll just disguise myself and go over. In fact, the last time I saw the BOSS's face, I felt that your——"

The boss said firmly: "Just call him over to Qin Bar."

Chapter 530 Beautiful people and kind hearts

Chu Ming was actually just speaking subconsciously and he just said it casually. He felt a little shocked after he finished speaking. After all, he was just the prince, and he used this to threaten the BOSS, which was a bit overstepping.

He wanted to usurp the throne, but he didn't want to be discovered before he was fully prepared. He was just about to say something to make up for it, but he didn't expect that the BOSS would actually cooperate with him for this. He was stunned for a moment.

"What? You don't want to watch it again?" Karasuma Renya's smiling voice sounded, bringing Chu Ming back to his senses from his daze.

"How is that possible? I really want to see it!" Chu Ming turned around and ran out, "Boss, wait a minute, I'll go call Gin!"

From this point of view, the BOSS is pretty good.

Today, I won't think about usurping the throne.

Gin and others were sitting on the sofa, discussing the details of the operation, when they saw Chu Ming jumping out of the room with a face full of question marks.

Lafitte was the first to speak: "Are you sick again? What are you jumping around for?"

Chu Ming straightened his expression and pointed to the room inside: "Brother, the boss is calling you~"

It had been a long time since Gin heard Chu Ming call him "big brother" in a serious manner, and he was a little uncomfortable for a moment. Coupled with Chu Ming's slightly earnest expression, Gin had an ominous premonition in his heart for some reason, but he did not hesitate, stood up and walked into the room.

Chu Ming followed behind but did not go in. He just stood there sneaking around the door with his ears pressed against the wall, listening carefully. He wanted to peek at Gin's shocked face after hearing the news, but he also did not want the furious Gin to see him and use him as a punching bag since he was the closest to him.

"Gin, this mission has changed a bit." It was obviously the first time for the BOSS to do something like this, and his tone was a little hesitant. After thinking about it, he decided to give Chu Ming half of the blame. "Just now, Granburch suggested that I change my way of action..."

Gin had never heard the boss be so hesitant before, and when Granburch was mentioned, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He asked in a deep voice: "What course of action?"

"Ahem..." Uramaru Renya felt that he had not been so embarrassed in the past hundred years. He used to be very happy to see Chu Ming instigating others, but now that it was his turn, he realized that some things still need to be done by specialized people, and people like him who are thin-skinned don't know how to start the conversation.

Chu Ming waited expectantly for the BOSS to say the most important sentence, but after waiting for a long time, nothing came out. He could not help but lean inside along the door frame, his neck stretching longer and longer, like a turtle watching a show in a pond.

Gin waited for a long time but got no further news from the boss, and confusion gradually appeared in his eyes.

"During this encirclement and suppression of the Red Siamese Cat, no traces of the organization can be revealed. After all, this laboratory has no connection with the organization, and no one can see any clues." Karasuma Renya spoke carefully.

"I understand. I won't leave any traces." Although he didn't know why the BOSS suddenly no longer believed in his abilities, Gin still expressed his attitude.

"But, you are still quite famous in the underworld. When many people see you and Vodka, they know that this is a mission of the organization..."

Gin pondered the boss's meaning for a moment: "So you mean that I only need to command from behind during this operation?"

"Ahem - that's not necessary. After all, you are the best fighter. It's not safe to let only a few of them act. I'm worried -" Karasuma Renya continued to beat around the bush with Gin.

Gin thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the boss wanted to say. Finally, he asked directly: "So what does the boss mean--?"

"Let Granburch change your appearance so that you won't be discovered..." Karasuma Renye spoke quickly, but he couldn't finish his words. "How about this, let him change your clothes to, ahem, a different style so that no one can recognize you."

Gin nodded. It wasn't the first time Chu Ming had disguised him, so he didn't object. "Okay, Boss. Any other instructions?"

"...No, go ahead."

Then he quickly turned off the communication.

He overestimated his own shamelessness. Apart from Granburch, whose face was thicker than the city wall, who else could talk about women's clothing so nonchalantly?

Karasuma Renya felt that if he made this request, Gin would probably explode, so he didn't want to scare away his loyal subordinates...

Hiss, did that bastard Granburch do this on purpose?

Let him speak, make Gin feel humiliated, and then take the opportunity to poach Gin?

After all, he had long seen that this kid was ready to take advantage of Gin and seemed to want to poach him.

Currently, some people in the action team, such as Vermouth, seem to have been pulled over to his side.

Everything in the organization was under his control, and Granburch thought he was hiding well.

If he can't even detect such a big move, then isn't his control over the organization for more than 60 years a joke?

Karasuma Renya leaned back slightly on the chair, but it was also good this way. He had placed Granburch in the position of successor, and if he really had no idea at all, it would be a waste of his time in the organization.

An heir who has no desire for power is of no use at all.

Only when people have desires will they have the motivation to move forward.

He doesn't have much time left, so let him see what Granburch can do in this short time.

Anyway, I have myself to cover for him.

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On the other side, Granburch didn't know that his actions had been half seen through by Karasuma Renya. He just secretly despised the boss's behavior of deserting the battlefield. Looking at Gin preparing to leave, he angrily retracted his head.

He had already thought about what kind of makeup to put on Gin, but the BOSS backed off. How could he perform?

hateful!

It's another day when Gin can't wear women's clothes!

If he could defeat Gin, he would have forced him to the ground and changed his appearance!

He used the disguise tools to smear on Gin's face, with some emotion in his hands, and disguised Gin into an ugly and terrifying man with dozens of scars on his face for personal revenge. He even considerately put a patch on Gin's face, making him look extremely vicious.

The other people had been looking at Chu Ming with indescribable eyes since he started to change his appearance. Chu Ming could naturally sense these looks and stared back at them: "What are you looking at? It will be your turn soon."

"..." Vermouth was the first to react. She picked up something and rubbed it on her face. "I'll do it myself!"

Lafitte also reacted quickly. He pushed Cohen, who was sitting next to Belmode, away and said, "I'll queue up. You guys go to Granburch's queue up!"

Several people looked at Gin's face, which was almost only scarred, and then looked at the handsome face of Vermouth's men who were almost completed. They all stood behind Lafitte and said, "We'll line up here!"

Just kidding, although I don’t know why Granburch’s mood has become bad, but seeing that he dares to dance in the gin minefield, how can they get away with it?

There is really no harm without comparison. Compared with Granburrch, Vermouth can actually be said to be beautiful and kind.

Chapter 531: Not relevant [The soul painter appears in the text, be prepared]

Chu Ming looked at the empty space in front of him, then looked at the situation on the Vermouth side, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

"What do you mean, you look down on me?"

He slapped his hand downward angrily, trying to express his anger, but Gin quickly opened his eyes and grabbed his wrist.

Gin felt the force of Chu Ming falling down, his eyebrows sharp: "What did you want to do just now?"

"…Nothing, I feel like the makeup you just put on your face is a little damp, fan it so it can dry faster."

Chu Ming withdrew his hand awkwardly. His subordinate's head was not like a watermelon. He was just going to pat it twice...

Gin obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything. He just asked, "Okay?"

"Okay." Chu Ming put the things away directly, and skipped the usual step of showing him what he looked like in disguise.

Gin didn't care either. He didn't pay any attention to what he looked like after being disguised. After all, it was just for the purpose of completing the mission.

Seeing that the other people would rather line up at Vermouth's side than come to his side, Chu Ming decided to pick a weak one first.

"Afu, come quickly, I'll change you into something nice~" Chu Ming smiled like a little fox, and waved to Vodka.

Vodka had a look of resistance on his face, and his whole body showed his displeasure, but there was nothing he could do. He was not the eldest brother and he dared not say no to Granburch directly. He could only move towards Chu Ming hesitantly.

"Walk faster, are you stepping on ants?" Chu Ming glared at him, "Why? You don't seem to want to come to me?"

"No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing. I'm very willing. It's my honor!" Voltgar strode forward and soon stood in front of Chu Ming. His tall and strong body almost covered Chu Ming completely, but even though he was tall and burly, his aura was completely overwhelmed by Chu Ming.

Chu Ming stretched out a finger and pushed Vodka onto the sofa, then carefully looked at Vodka's face: "Since this is your second visit, I'll give you a 20% discount and only charge you 800,000 yuan, and I'll let you choose a face yourself. How about that? I'll treat you well?"

"80% off?" Vodka opened his mouth wide. Why did he have to pay for the disguise? "Well, how about I let Bei——"

"What's wrong with you, Bei? Just sit still. Think about it, Vermouth's products are mass-produced, and there are only a few disguises. But you're different, yours is a custom-made version! No matter what disguise you want, I can satisfy you ~ Isn't it a super deal?" Chu Ming kept swiping Vodka.

"Yes, right...it seems like it's really a good deal..." Vodka didn't dare to say anything else and could only agree.

Seeing this, Chu Ming happily took out a pen and paper from the side, and began to pinch Vodka's face with a big stroke: "Tell me, what do you want it to look like?"

Vodka secretly glanced at Gin and saw that he had no objection. In addition, Chu Ming's posture did look quite intimidating, so he gestured and, unable to hide his anticipation, told him the image he wanted to disguise himself into.

After he finished speaking, Chu Ming glanced at Vodka thoughtfully and said, "I see. Anyway, you want a tall, mighty and domineering face, right?"

Vodka nodded vigorously. Without his sunglasses, his face looked too honest, which did not match his sturdy and strong figure at all. God knows how long he had wanted a powerful face!

Chu Ming nodded and kept drawing on the paper.

Vodka watched Chu Ming's busy movements and suddenly remembered the picture he had drawn for her. He froze for a moment.

This, Granburch's painting skills are so bad, so can his paintings still be seen? Will he turn the abstract paintings into his own face? !

When he stretched his neck to see what Chu Ming was painting, Chu Ming had already put down his brush and held up the painting to admire it.

"Oh, I feel like my painting skills have improved again."

Vermouth was behind him. Hearing this, she stopped helping Lafitte disguise himself and turned to look. Then, she was irritated by the messy lines on the paper: "What did you draw? A square face? What are on this face? Bugs? Why are there such long hairs around the eyes? Eyelashes should not be drawn like this, right?"

"What do you mean by square face?! Sister, do you have good taste? Do you have any aesthetic sense? This is clearly a square face with a cool scar! The lines next to the eyes refer to the line of sight, that feeling of the eyes emitting a cold light!" Chu Ming used a series of descriptions, firing like a machine gun, "Look at this eagle-like and wolf-like gaze! Look at this hideous scar! Look at this ferocious and vicious face!"

Granberg Paintings - Vodka 2.0

"..." Vermouth turned her head back, speechless. She was also very confused. Granburch's painting skills were so bad, so how could he be so good at disguise?

Lafitte also closed his eyes. He felt that his eyes were polluted by Granburch. What kind of weird chaos of lines was that painting?

Chianti was extremely curious and poked Cohen, motioning him to go and have a look, but Cohen glanced at Gin who was sitting calmly in the chair, thought about it and decided not to move.

Gin, on the other hand, was not curious at all. After having seen Chu Ming's FBI portrait, Gin no longer had any expectations for Chu Ming's paintings.

Vodka was already extremely nervous, and now that Vermouth had exposed him, he became even more desperate: "How about, forget it, no need to disguise myself, I'll go find a hood and put it on..."

"Nonsense, the hood is so stuffy~ Ah Fu, I feel bad for you like this~" Chu Ming shook the paper in his hand and turned it to show Vodka, "Vermouth has no taste, we ignore her, take a look, does this face suit you well?"

Chianti and Cohen, who were peeking from behind, covered their eyes. Chianti groaned and whispered to Cohen: "Help, I'm blind. Fortunately, I closed my eyes quickly, otherwise I would be a blind sniper."