On the possibility of Gin's younger brother taking his older brother away

Chapter 94 Madman

The next day, just as the Scorpion had said, the sky was cloudless and the stars and the moon were all in sight.

The abandoned warehouse was hidden in the darkness, with mottled walls and a hole in the dilapidated triangular roof, through which the moonlight cast a strange shadow.

Since there were no sniper points around the warehouse, Binga had to approach the warehouse at close range fully armed.

Soon, he found his target - a figure standing on a big tree next to the warehouse, using leaves and darkness to conceal his figure.

But this is meaningless when scanned by a thermal imaging device.

Binga was like a snake that spotted its prey, moving nimbly and silently towards the prey.

Takeshita noticed the movement first, and he knew that the other organization had set an ambush, so he was on guard.

But the figures moving through the woods weren't what he really cared about.

Takeshita looked up into the distance. A faint sound had been coming from the east just now and had continued until now.

He wanted to figure out the source of the sound, but now that the enemy was so close, he had to put aside his doubts and prepare to retreat.

Good luck to the Scorpion.

Gin was wearing his usual black coat, his hands in his pockets, and walked calmly into the warehouse.

"What do you want to tell me, worm?"

The casual voice echoed throughout the space. Gin lowered his eyes and felt the flow of the air around him.

In the dark and humid air, a disgusting smell came from the second floor.

"You are indeed here."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice was heard, and the scorpion walked out of the darkness to the railing on the second floor.

The bright white moonlight sprinkled on his terrifying face, like an evil ghost seeking revenge.

He raised his hands and cheered, "Do you still remember me? Five years ago, you forced me into a warehouse similar to this one, but I survived!"

“It’s like a miracle from God!”

"Then he must be crazy."

Gin interrupted Scorpion's nervous speech coldly, pulled out his gun and pointed it at him, "Chip."

"Don't worry, aren't you curious about how I survived?"

Scorpion tried to arouse Gin's desire to chat, rubbing his hands and wanting to tell his story.

"Oh!"

The bullet mercilessly grazed the scorpion's ear and shot into the iron sheet behind it.

"Ah... you are just as cruel as before."

The scorpion made a hoarse sound and couldn't help scratching its arm with its fingers.

"I actually admire you. It's you who taught me that only by being cruel to myself can I become strong."

Gin's gaze was like a cold blade. He frowned as he watched Scorpion's neurotic movements.

"Your boss ordered you to get the chip, right?"

He laughed strangely, and the sound was like a dead branch.

"Funny clown."

Gin lost the desire to talk to him. This man was really disgusting.

As he spoke, the bullet shot at the scorpion again.

As long as the person is dead, it will be much easier to find the chip from him.

"Binga, be sure to search the man after killing him." Gin said through the communicator.

"You really didn't come here alone. Fortunately, Worship thought of it carefully."

Scorpion ran back to the dark shelter and said sinisterly.

Gin's eyesight was not affected even at night. He accurately found the location of the scorpion and took out a TEC-9 submachine gun from his coat and fired at it.

Scorpion took advantage of the cover and jumped down from the second floor. He was hit in the process. He rolled to the front of the shelf as if he felt no pain.

The gunfire stopped, and the shelves behind Scorpion were filled with uncleaned chemicals.

"You must want to kill me." Scorpion said regretfully, "But you have orders from your superiors."

"What do you want to say?" Gin was increasingly unable to figure out this man's thoughts.

Scorpion shook his head, his eyeballs bulging but unable to show any of his emotions: "Five years ago you killed 5 of us, I have been wondering why you were able to do it."

"Powerful, cruel, and calm."

He said with emotion: "I have never seen anyone like you in my organization. I think you are the one I should follow."

"So when the organization sent people to snatch the information you were investigating, I took over the task."

Gin's expression turned cold and he interrupted him: "What's in the chip?"

"Oh?" The scorpion opened his mouth in disbelief: "You are so powerful, your boss didn't tell you?"

He looked at the silver-haired man opposite him and suddenly became sad.

The dark shadow left by the man in the fire five years ago became his eternal longing.

The man he always wanted to be was restrained by an ignorant leader, which was really...

The skeleton-like man in front of him fell into an uncontrollable emotion again. Gin closed his eyes and suppressed his disgust, thinking about the possible location of the chip.

The Scorpion said sadly, "Let me tell you something. I guess you don't know that your organization is looking for that magical gem."

Gin certainly didn't know this information, but he wasn't surprised.

He had always known that the organization had many secrets, but he was too lazy to explore them.

What Gin likes is to sit in a high position, control the lives of others, and enjoy the lingering survival of ants.

He enjoyed the thrill brought by bloodthirstiness, only in this way could he feel his heart beating.

The indifference shown by the silver-haired man made Scorpion crazy again, and he suddenly understood the man.

He disdains to know these hidden secrets, even if the organization he is in does not trust him.

What arrogance this is.

The scorpion lowered his head and made a "ho ho" sound. He felt that perhaps he was the only one in the world who could understand him.

"I understand what you want."

He began scratching his forearm again, so hard that the bandage peeled off.

"You are a king who is not accepted by the world, so you have to hide under a low roof."

Gin snorted coldly when he heard that and raised his eyes to look at him.

“But I can!” The scorpion is like a fanatical cultist, trying hard to sell himself: “I will build a new world for you.”

"..."

This was the first time that Gin felt speechless.

It also confirmed to him that the person in front of him was a deranged lunatic.

A new world? Such imaginary things only made him laugh.

Scorpion noticed the man's disdain, and his desire to seek Gin's approval was too strong, and he couldn't help but scratch his forearm.

This time, his nails scratched his flesh, but he continued digging as if he felt no pain, until he dug out a small square piece, which he held reverently in his hand.

Rose's chip.

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly, although he didn't understand why this man was crazy. But since he took out the chip himself, there was no need to waste words with him.

"If you get this, will you be willing to consider me?" The Scorpion had no idea that his death was approaching.

At this time, Takeshita's voice came from his headset: "Someone is approaching the warehouse."

At the same time, Binga also reported: "Gin, there is a man running this way, followed by a group of cops."

Gin didn't hesitate, made a quick judgment, and ordered: "Vodka, get Apache over here."