Conan's winery play house

Tequila, who was stared at by the clear blue eyes and pitch-black glass eyes, turned to look at Vodka Lan.

"Is this Avicril?!" He pointed at the young man and asked in disbelief.

In their eyes, he can't even compare to an underage brat?

Gin and Vodka also swore that he was going to find Avicril to die?!

He, Tequila, is a well-known tough man in the organization.

Even if Rum and the others say he has no brains, they have to admit that he is indeed very strong when fighting alone.

Grenada once described Tequila as being as powerful as his acting style is brainless.

However, he is considered inferior to a little kid?

"What else can he do besides act coquettishly and cutely?" Tequila said with a sneer, not politely.

Even though Tequila pointed at him with such contempt, the white-haired boy still didn't react at all.

He just looked at Tequila in confusion and confusion, then turned around and ran towards Gin.

Without hesitation, he jumped on Gin's back.

"Papa——" He held Dafu in one hand and held Gin's shoulder in the other, reaching out to rub his face from behind.

Gin's expression didn't change, and he didn't even put down the wine glass he was holding. His whole person was surprisingly calm.

"How do people die?" Gin asked.

"Those who were burned to death left no clues and will not be discovered..." Aito smiled and pressed his face against his old father's face.

"Everyone will just think that he died of spontaneous combustion, and that's what Hideki thinks." His voice was calm.

It needs to be done cleanly without leaving any traces. After thinking about it, it is better to use fire.

"It was Dafu who replaced it. He replaced the bomb with the reagent I prepared..." He looked at Gin with his eyes open as if he wanted to seek praise.

Gin just patted him on the head, looking a little stingy and unwilling to even give him a word of praise.

But Aito showed a big smile.

He first kissed the side of Gin's face without hesitation, and then asked Lan in a confused and aggrieved tone.

"Why does Uncle Tequila hate me so much? Did I do something wrong?"

One second he was looking for praise from Gin with a smile on his face, and the next second he looked aggrieved as if he was complaining.

Gin suddenly looked at Tequila. For some reason, Tequila felt a chill down his back when he saw the smile on Gin's face.

"Tequila likes people who are stronger than him. He thinks you are too weak, so he hates you." The man with long silver hair stared at Tequila calmly with his scarlet eyes.

"If you can beat him so that he can only lie down and talk to you, he will like you." The smile and tone gradually became tainted with a bad meaning.

"Brother..." Vodka hesitated to speak.

If you say this, Ivey might really knock Tequila down...Lan

In this case, Tequila would be miserable.

"Is that so?" Aito nodded confusedly.

"So... do you need me to hit Uncle Tequila?" He asked curiously.

Does Uncle Tequila like this?

"Of course, think about how that couple expressed their love to you back then. Tequila liked that way." Gin said without even frowning.

"You only recognize people who are stronger than you, right, Tequila." He even asked Tequila again.

Tequila thought about it with his little IQ and nodded.

He really only recognizes people who are stronger than him.

Gin is right.

"That's right..." Aito nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand! Just knock Uncle Tequila down." He said with a relaxed smile.

Tequila felt offended by such a light-hearted gesture.

Avicril actually thinks he can knock himself down?

This annoying little devil——Lan

"So..." The boy with white hair and blue eyes looked at the stuffed bear in his arms, but showed no intention of putting it down. Instead, he kicked the ground and jumped into the air.

Kicked towards Tequila with his left foot.

The swift and violent kick even brought out the sound of breaking through the air.

Tequila showed a ferocious smile and confidently stretched out his hand to block.

The next second, the moment the toe of the shoe came into contact with the arm, there was a crisp sound.

The ferocious smile on Tequila's face froze.

But Avicril had no intention of stopping. After kicking off Tequila's arm, he spun his body in mid-air and struck hard on Tequila's left shoulder with his right leg.

Tequila let out a wailing cry and was crushed to the ground, kneeling on the ground.

When his knees touched the ground, two crisp sounds were heard again.

He was unable to resist and could not even stand up.

Avicril landed smoothly after completing a set of attacking moves.

He stood in front of Tequila, still looking innocent, soft, and very ignorant.

I didn’t even use my hands during the whole process because both hands were holding the stuffed bear.

"Do you like me a little more now? Uncle Tequila?" Lan

Because of his kneeling posture, Tequila could no longer look down at him, and their heights were now almost the same.

He looked straight at the young man in front of him, not wanting to say a word more, so he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, pretending that he could not see the other person.

"It seems you still don't like me... is it because you didn't lie down?" The boy's voice was soft and confused.

The next second, he raised his foot and kicked Tequila in the chest without hesitation.

The tall man, nearly two meters tall, was kicked off the spot and hit the table behind him hard, before falling heavily to the ground.

This kick broke three of the opponent's ribs.

Tequila was finally lying down now.

He coughed, like an old machine with a leak, and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and bone fragments.

"Are you going to watch him kill me? Gin——!!!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, and then spit out another mouthful of blood.

The man with long silver hair put down his wine glass. The bottom of the glass made a slight sound when it collided with the table. He turned to look at Tequila.

The scarlet eyes were cold and showed no emotion at all.

"Why are you panicking? Aren't you still alive?" He laughed softly and wrote lightly.

If Avicril wanted to kill Tequila, Tequila would have died as early as the beginning.

It only takes one move to kill Tequila.

"I won't kill you, Uncle Tequila." The young man lowered his head, looking a little aggrieved.

"The organization prohibits everyone from killing each other," he said.

Although family members can kill family members, they refer to undercover family members and organized family members.

If we are truly members of the organization, we cannot kill each other.

"I'm just proving that I can beat you. Look, now that you've been beaten down by me, have you grown to like me a little bit?" He squatted in front of Tequila, who was lying down, and his smile was even flattering.

Be careful.

It’s no different from ordinary children who want attention and affection——

That's weird.

"Bah." Tequila turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"...It seems not yet." Aito muttered, lowering his head in despair.

Didn't he do enough?

"It must be that your beating wasn't painful enough, Ivy." Bourbon said while holding a wine glass and watching the excitement without taking it too seriously.