"Are you planning to kill me now?" Heizo Hattori asked Shin calmly.
"No."
Shin smiled at Heizo Hattori, then threw him away. Had Shin spared Heizo Hattori? No, of course not.
Shin had thrown Heizo Hattori to where Gin was. Although Gin was hiding very deeply now, no place could escape Shin's eyes.
Knowing where Gin was, Shin tossed Heizo Hattori over there. If Heizo Hattori could survive Gin's hands, that would be his good fortune.
If he died at Gin's hands, then that would be Heizo Hattori's own misfortune.
Even so, Heizo Hattori's actual chance of survival was less than 99.9%. It was practically a certain death sentence.
At that moment, Gin was resting and considering how to rescue Vodka—or kill Vodka.
Vodka knew quite a few things. Although he was unaware of some particularly important secrets, he still knew certain matters.
Moreover, he had learned quite a lot by Gin's side. If that information was leaked, it would definitely have a major impact on the organization.
To prevent anything from being leaked, Gin had already made up his mind. He would first try to rescue Vodka; if he could not get him out, then he would kill Vodka.
But just then, a sound suddenly rang out beside him. Gin immediately raised his head and saw Heizo Hattori, who had suddenly appeared there.
"Gin?" Heizo Hattori looked at Gin with a pale face. His condition was poor, so naturally his complexion was deathly pale.
"Heizo Hattori, how did you end up here?"
When Gin saw Heizo Hattori, his expression turned icy. He had suspected that Heizo Hattori had not died earlier, and now it seemed that was indeed the case—Heizo Hattori was standing right before him.
He drew his gun and aimed it at Heizo Hattori.
"No matter why