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Chapter 279 What Are You?

Remy Martin looked at the lost and lowered boy, then looked at Tsumura Shunpei who was walking towards the door. He was speechless for a moment and was about to put down the wine glass in his hand and follow him, when he suddenly saw the baby-faced boy rushing towards Tsumura Shunpei with an iron rod.

Bang!

Under the horrified gaze of everyone in the bar, the young man hit Tsumura Shunpei hard on the back of his head with the iron bar in his hand.

Shunpei Tsumura sucked in a breath of cold air, turned around and glared at Bertrand. Just as he was about to speak, another stick came down and hit him hard on the temple.

The man fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolled back and he died.

Everyone watched this scene in a daze, and then looked at the young man in disbelief.

Bertrand opened his eyes wide, and his gaze fixed on the corpse was full of hostility. He wiped the blood that splashed on his cheek, then took the iron rod, stood on Tsumura Shunpei's waist with his legs, and quickly raised his hand and smashed it towards his head again!

With every smashing sound, his sweet voice, tinged with malice, would reach the ears of everyone present.

"You call me a piece of shit? Why don't you stand up and fight against a piece of shit like me?"

"You can't even withstand two attacks from a little loser like me, then who are you?"

"Disgusting bugs! Ugly rats!"

"You brainless bastard! Die! Die!"

Shunpei Tsumura's head was smashed beyond recognition, with disgusting pieces of flesh and brain matter splattered everywhere as the iron rod was swung.

Many people were so frightened by the close encounter with this bloody scene that their minds went blank and their bodies became rigid.

Remy Martin swallowed his saliva and struggled to send a text message to Gin with trembling hands.

[Master Gin, the new guy was killed. ——Remy Martin]

Gin received the text message from his subordinate and looked at it silently.

It’s easy to imagine that it must be the newcomer who offended the crazy little guy who did whatever he wanted.

[Don't worry, I'll go over now. -GIN]

After simply replying to the message, Gin put the gun on the table back into his pocket, got up and drove to the Midnight Bar.

Looking at the corpse whose upper body had turned into a pool of blood and flesh that needed mosaics, Bertranci forcefully thrust the iron rod into his heart.

When she pulled her foot back, she angrily kicked him hard in the waist, "Stop wandering around in this world, you disgusting thing!"

Bertrand put his hands on his hips and snorted, not caring that his hands and white sailor suit were covered with blood and greasy crumbs.

When Gin walked into the bar, a strong smell of blood immediately covered up the aroma of the wine.

He saw a baby-faced boy in a white sailor suit with blood on his hands and face, standing next to the corpse that was too hard to look at, while the members were staring at the boy.

Looking at the boy's appearance, Gin couldn't help but frown, and his tone became slightly colder, "Bertrancy."

It would have been fine if he didn't shout, but once he did, the members' eyes widened even more.

This boy who doesn't look like a member of the organization is actually the crazy Bertrand! ?

Remy Martin's breathing stagnated, his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

The silver-haired boy turned around upon hearing the voice, and a bright and innocent smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Qin-chan~!"

He wiped the blood that had slid to the corner of his mouth and jumped happily in front of Gin like a little penguin.