0p0 Chapter 503: Decisive Battle (Part 3)
Chapter 503: Decisive Battle (Part 3)
However, the mercenary wasn't angry at all. He simply looked at Binga with a half-smile and said slowly, "You're trying to plot a rebellion here before you understand how cunning your opponent is? Binga, your brain must have been soaked in the Pacific Ocean for too long, it must be swollen."
"You!" Binga pointed at the mercenary, his face looked like a cooked shrimp, and there was even steam coming out of his forehead, obviously he was red and feverish.
Vermouth most hoped that infighting would occur. This was the closest the Black Organization had ever come to destruction. If all the cadres present were defeated by Oritis, she would see what the old man Karasuma Renya could rely on to make a comeback.
Gin looked at Binga, who was blushing, and the mercenary, who looked disgusted. He still issued an order in a stern voice with his icy face: "Binga, the boss didn't call you back here to make trouble. Oletus is coming at us with such force that even Rum doesn't dare to be careless. You'd better be smart."
Binga still looked disdainful. "It seems you and Rum are both getting old. Gin, the boss transferred me back this time. Doesn't that mean something's wrong here? You can't even defeat an unknown organization, and yet you're still called the organization's top killer. I don't think you're just boasting about that title."
Vermouth smiled softly at this moment and began to fan the flames: "Alas, Binga has been carrying out important missions at sea all year round, personally requested by the boss. But unexpectedly, due to an unexpected situation at headquarters, he was unable to enjoy his happy vacation in the Pacific Ocean. Naturally, he would be resentful towards you, Gin."
Binga looked at Vermouth angrily. "What do you mean by vacation? I'm clearly following the boss's orders meticulously. You guys are the real salary thieves! An actor who needs maintenance, a big eater, and this guy who works seven or eight jobs, where did you spend the organization's funds?"
Amuro Toru didn't expect that even though he was so low-key, he could still be hit by Binga. He could only respond in a slightly cold tone: "As an intelligence officer, I naturally need to blend in with the crowd under different identities. Working part-time is just a disguise."
The mercenary's eye twitched. He vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have been staying up late for several days in a row. The smell of coffee lingered on his body for a long time. The smell was so strong that he began to wonder if Amuro Toru was completely immersed in the coffee.
Binga raised his hand towards Amuro Toru, fanned it gently and sniffed it a few times, then taunted him, "You're indeed hardworking, Bourbon. This coffee smells so strong, I'm afraid you've become addicted to it from working overtime."
Amuro Toru frowned. He wondered if this guy, codenamed Binga, was a bit too arrogant. He'd offended everyone here right away. What good would that do him? Or did he have someone behind him?
In reality, Binga had no backing. He thought his boss had entrusted him with the Pacific mission as a significant responsibility, but in reality, Karasuma Renya had no expectations of him. Binga, however, became complacent because his mission was going smoothly while Gin suffered repeated setbacks due to his encounters with Olitis and his crew.
The mercenary's whisper interrupted Amuro Toru's thoughts: "Don't pay attention to him. It's only because Miss Grace didn't go to the sea to deal with him, otherwise he would have died at the bottom of the sea by now."
Toru Amuro nodded. The supervisors at the Oritis Manor were all tough guys, and it would be very easy for them to interfere with Binga's operations at sea.
Letting the Lord in Yellow take action seems to be too much of an honor for this guy, but the reason why the Fisher Girl is unwilling to go is very embarrassing.
Shimabukuro Kimie insisted on going with them to see the mermaid's heroic fighting figure, but the weather at sea was unpredictable. In case of extreme weather, even the first mate was not sure whether he could ensure his own safety without relying on the priest's teleportation. So for the safety of this fanatical fan, the fisherwoman finally gave up the plan to destroy the Pacific buoy.
"Haha, that guy just now actually had the nerve to point a finger at me. You know, aside from Nightmare, no one in the manor has ever dared to provoke me in that way." The mercenary's voice was gloomy, and he leaned close to Amuro Toru's ear. "Don't pay too much attention to him. After all, his noisy mouth will soon be silent again."
"What are you two whispering about?" Vermouth looked suspiciously at the two people who were whispering in each other's ears.
The mercenary immediately separated from Amuro Toru: "Nothing, just tell our worker Bourbon to get some rest. We all need to be on high alert these few days."
Gin snorted coldly: "Bourbon, if you are really depressed, you might consider going to the Abyss Special Laboratory to sober up."
Amuro Toru smiled and said, "I don't think I need the help of an experiment that hasn't been tested for safety yet."
While this is superficial, Amuro Toru has actually been to the lab several times. Many low-level Black Organization members would attach Abyssal elements to their equipment there, which would enhance it to a certain extent. Further uses for the Abyss are still under development, and the boss has directly delegated full responsibility to Rum. Even though Amuro is ostensibly Rum's subordinate, he is not allowed to enter and leave the lab frequently.
Especially now that Rena Mizunashi has escaped, Rum is now guarding the hiding place of important information in the organization.
When Toru Amuro heard the news, he felt helpless because Rum was very stubborn and didn't give him any chance. He suggested several times that he wanted to go to the laboratory to see how the Abyss worked, but Rum just didn't agree.
Fortunately, the mercenary later said that he would bring people to destroy the laboratory, and the abyss matter inside would be completely cleared away by Oletus, leaving no trace.
This was the best outcome. Amuro Toru didn't want something beyond modern technology to suddenly appear in a high-ranking official's safe. After all, these powerful individuals would definitely be interested in the Abyss, and the benefits it brought were enough for them to take such a risk.
Now that the Oletus Manor wants to take these things back, Toru Amuro fully agrees. He doesn't want the various experimental products from the abyss to threaten this country in the future.
The Black Organization's meeting ended in displeasure due to Binga's outrageous remarks. Chianti ultimately didn't use the sniper rifle to pierce Binga's body. She dragged Colen away with a look of displeasure on her face. Today, she and Colen had to stay in the training room to practice sniping.
Vodka looked at the mercenary thoughtfully. Normally, mercenaries would take revenge directly, but now, facing Binga, he was silent. His intuition told him something serious was about to happen. But with the threat of Oritis imminent, he could only follow Gin's lead, hoping to survive this.
The mercenary looked at Binga with deep eyes, then turned and left. Amuro Toru was a step slower because he was thinking about the subsequent actions of the public security officers. He only came to his senses when the mercenary's back disappeared into the night.
Vermouth looked at the disunited Black Organization codename members and felt a flicker of joy in her heart. Thanks to the return of the troublemaker Binga, otherwise she wouldn't know how to divide these codename members. However, it seemed that Binga had offended everyone, and the situation was becoming one-sided.