I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Nan Ling, pseudonym Seven, codenamed Chat, fell into self-doubt in front of Mello, who was also a member of the organization.

His brain worked hard for a while...

its stuck.

...Wait, what did Mello just say?

"I didn't want to be so abrupt." Melo squinted slightly, the smile on his lips was the same as always, "It's just that I don't dare to pretend I didn't hear your request."

Nan Ling looked up at Melo.

Very good, this tone is an old hermaphrodite.

"Explain?" His voice sounded even colder. "I think your organization probably wouldn't send someone with a slurred speech and logic to convince me. If that's the case, I'll be very disappointed."

Is this the order of the organization...or is it Melo's private action?

Melo's face froze for a moment.

Qi, does this person usually speak so arrogantly? It's almost like scolding someone by pointing their nose.

"...I'm just a nobody in the organization." Mello slowly put away his smile, his eyes faintly sharp, "But even if I am like this, I have the confidence to beat you in close combat."

Nan Ling glanced at her lightly, "Simple mind and strong limbs."

Let's not talk about Mello's strength... She doesn't really think she's a doctor, does she? No, no, no?

When Gin and I were sparring, they were almost half-open, but with Merlot, it was probably a little bit worse.

A pound sign faintly appeared on Melo's forehead.

Qi Qi can't speak, and he scolded himself as soon as he came up, didn't he just trick him a little? So cautious?

"If you're not interested, why bother." Mello forced a smile.

"You came to me without authorization." Nan Ling said with an indifferent face, "And didn't I say so? Explain."

"Please forgive me for the specific information of the organization." Mello said decisively, with a soft tone and a seductive voice, "If you join the organization, I will naturally explain it to you."

Nan Ling caressed the armrest slowly, "You guys are white wolves with empty gloves."

"The organization has its own rules." Melo chuckled, "Otherwise... how can you manage the overwhelming number of subordinates, and the government officials under our control—"

She lengthened her voice, "The power of the organization is beyond your imagination, Mr. Qi."

Nan Ling almost laughed.

Your energy is beyond your imagination...?

Is this some new type of scam advertisement?

And he doesn't think he needs this kind of imagination. If he wants to know the specific information of the organization, he can directly ask Maraschino, or harass Gin.

Speaking of gin, I don't know if Mello succeeded in hooking him up.

It's quite pitiful to think of Mello this way. That guy Gin won't like anyone at all... He's a born scumbag.

"I'm not interested in your organization." Nan Ling pulled back his attention and rejected Mello in a cold tone, "I'm used to it by myself, and I hope we won't meet again in the future."

Saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.

——Just kidding, if he agrees, will he open two vests in the winery in the future?

Just maintaining the current state is enough to be playful, and if he continues like this, he will really be fine.

"Mr. Qi is a doctor, right?" Mello said slowly after watching him walk to the door.

"...You're blind?" Nan Ling turned his head impatiently, "Wouldn't you read the information Silver Spoon gave you?"

"Since you're a doctor, don't you want to know what the most advanced medical equipment in the world looks like?" Melo said with a smile, "As far as I know, in this world, there is no medical team that is more powerful than an organization. already."

Nan Ling's face became a little ugly.

The medical team of the organization is of course very powerful - it can be rescued almost with only one breath left, and the treatment process is extremely fast. But it also made him add a lot of work for no reason.

He didn't want to go through the days when he couldn't even take an excuse to take sick leave.

"I'm not interested, I'm sorry." Nan Ling cast a disgusted look, turned his head and left.

Mello sat upright in the center of the room, still maintaining an impeccable smile.

... Seven, it's really hard to do.

But this piqued her interest. Humans are always rebellious.

Interesting, she wanted to see when Qi would give in.

"I know you're listening." Nan Ling turned left and went straight to a small hidden room, grabbed him by the collar of the silver spoon, "Is it interesting?"

"Hey, hey, how can you smear someone's innocence out of thin air." Silver Spoon's eyes widened, "You are insulting my professional ethics."

He almost didn't say a word, 'Can it be considered eavesdropping about the intelligence dealers? ’.

"Do you want to sell it?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, ignoring Silver Spoon's sophistry at all, "I've already thought of the name for you, it's just called 'What is the reason for the mysterious organization's beautiful night private meeting cold-faced Doctor Seven', How about it?"

"It's very good." Silver Spoon obediently raised a thumb, his eyes sparkling.

"Are you okay?" Nan Ling asked quietly.

"Okay... ah, no, no, no, no." Silver Spoon quickly waved his hand and said righteously, "Look at what you said, how could I betray my friend."

The justice of the tone and the calmness of the expression are rare in the world.

Nan Ling stared at him for a few seconds, and choked out a few words, "As expected of you."

It's true that people are shameless and invincible.

"But I kindly remind you," Nan Ling lowered his voice and said in a leisurely tone, "It's up to you whether you want to provoke them or not."

Yin Jian was stunned for a moment, "...you know that organization?"

Nan Ling paused and said nothing.

"You actually know... Your family knows about this organization?" Silver Spoon looks like the world is collapsing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I, I, an intelligence dealer, don't know about it? It's an insult to me, I—"

"—Okay, okay, okay." Nan Ling interrupted the silver key, "It's useless to follow me, I won't tell you more."

Seeing that the rhetoric was seen through, the silver key also restrained his expression, "Okay, okay. You don't want me to reveal the content of your conversation? It's simple, it's easy to handle."

He smiled, tilted his head slightly and looked at Nan Ling, with a rare serious tone, "It won't work for you to scare me here, you know the rules, give me money."

"You think too much." Nan Ling was indifferent, "If you want to sell this matter, I won't bother to stop you."

Silver Spoon showed a puzzled expression, "Then you are...?"

He thought that the seven groups that the organization said was so mysterious and scary was intimidating him.

He just said, Seven is definitely not the kind of person who uses such unruly means to save a little money.

"I'm serious." Nan Ling's eyes showed a hint of coldness, "If you want to die within a week, you can say it casually."

He paused.

"That organization, you can't provoke it."

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