Chapter 30 Pigtails

"I've practiced!"

Milton Duff, holding an electric hairdresser in his hand, assured him by slapping his chest, "My skills are so good now!"

The silver-haired killer sitting opposite him stared at Buzzing with vigilance. A hundred and eight ways to dismantle the haircut knife flashed through his mind.

The two of them were in the basement of the manor at the moment. Gin's recent tasks were all in the United States, so they had enough time.

"The reason why you don't cut your hair is that you hate being approached by barbers and don't want your hair to look like a dog chewing..."

Milton Duff took a dagger to solve the problem, and the ends of his hair looked like a dog chewing. He only relied on his appearance to support Milton Duff. Complaining quietly.

Then as expected he got a gun pointed at him.

"Don't talk unnecessary nonsense."

Gin, who was rarely wearing a black top hat, warned, "My patience is limited."

"Oh." Milton Dove raised the knife obediently, "Come on?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally, Gin's whole body tensed up and he asked Milton Duff to shave the hair around the area where he wanted to have the scalpel cut.

However, the test for Top Killer is yet to come.

Milton Duff handed him a special anesthetic, knowing that he was used to it, "Don't worry, there are only two of us in the manor except Lulu. The operating room is monitored, and you can watch after the operation. Are you ready?" "

... ..." Gin glanced at him and directly injected the anesthetic into his body.

Milton Duff: ...Huh? Does Gin care more about cutting his hair?

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about this, Milton Duff pushed the person into the operating room, disinfected and prepared for surgery.

The chip had been implanted for many years and was bonded to some of the brain's nerves and blood vessels, making him afraid to be careless.

Fortunately, the operation was successful. Milton Duff also replaced it with a fake biochip that would not have any impact on the body in case BOSS suspected it.

After everything was over, he looked at the time and realized that six or seven hours had passed.

No wonder he was so tired. After cleaning the operating room and estimating the time for the medicine to take effect, Milton Duff simply sat on the floor and waited for Gin to wake up.

In boredom, Milton Dove stared at the long silver hair hanging on the side of the bed, and couldn't help but want to move.

So when Gin woke up, the first thing he saw was the white-haired boy with pink-gold eyes wide open and tilting his head to observe him.

Like a cat who knows that he has done something wrong, but relies on his beauty to think that humans will not do anything to him.

The silver-haired killer didn't feel anything strange about his body and could not help but narrow his eyes.

He raised his hand decisively, grabbed a handful of hair and put it in front of his eyes.

A large piece of silver hair braided into small braids came into view.

At this moment, Milton Duff had already stood up and walked to the door, "It's good to change your look occasionally, really."

Gin put on his coat and put on his hat without any reaction, and he didn't look like he had just had an operation.

Eh? Milton Duff poked his head out curiously, didn't Gin care about it?

Ah...has he done this before?

"Don't do strenuous exercise in the near future."

Although Gin probably wouldn't follow it seriously, Milton Duff still said, "It's really important to stay up late less and your brain recovers."

There was no hair tie under the braid, so Gin used his fingers to comb it. , and they spread out after a little fiddling.

Facing Gin who seemed quite calm without saying a word, Miltonduff relaxed a little, opened the basement door, and greeted Lulu who was guarding the door.

"Lulu, you've been waiting for a long time. Are you hungry?"

Lulu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up and bared her fangs behind him.

Milton Duff seemed to be aware of it and dodged the big hand behind his back. Unfortunately, after two or three rounds, he was still pinned to the wall by the silver-haired killer.

Ginjiu, who walked up quietly, pointed a gun at Lulu's head with one hand, and pressed on the back of the white-haired boy's neck with the other.

Feeling the thick calloused hands rubbing the skin on the back of her neck, Milton Dove opened her eyes wide, and the ends of her eyes were instantly flushed.

It's so itchy, he never thought it would feel like this when someone touches his neck.

"You are cheating." Milton Duff muttered in dissatisfaction.

Seeing that the person under his palm was blushing so hard, Gin sneered slightly and retracted his hand, not touching the collar around his neck in the whole process.

"Start training at the base tomorrow."

Milton Duff:?

"I think I can train by myself."

Gin listened but ignored, "It starts at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't be late."

After leaving these words and ignoring Lulu's alert gaze, the silver-haired killer left the manor.

Squatting down and hugging Lulu, Hayagiri Yaye punched his back a few times. Damn it, she couldn't beat him without medicine.

The giant silver-haired monster!

I don’t know, he even took photos, hum!

Cursing in his heart, Hayagiri touched his neck, "You're so disappointed. Why do you react so badly when someone touches you?"

Just wait, he will touch her back sooner or later!

The next day, Milton Duff came to the training base with a stinking face and began his dire training career.

Since I have a foundation, the training is generally not difficult.

It happened that the person who was sparring with Milton Duff was Gin, so even though he only practiced for half a day, he still spent most of the rest of the day lying there with soreness in his back.

After a day like this, he had no energy or mind to run around, and he was forced to push back Miyano Shiho's invitation several times.

The only good thing was that there was a very delicious dessert shop on the way back to the residence from the base, which barely comforted Milton Duff's soul.

At the same time, during this period, BOSS did not assign any tasks to him, only a few text messages of concern occasionally.

Milton Dove sneered at this and still did nothing. He worked at two o'clock every day and had no contact with any outsiders.

Another day of training is over.

Milton Dove was lying on the ground panting, covered in sweat.

Gin, who was still breathing, stood aside and said disgustedly: "Too weak."

Relying on the fact that the amount of training had reached its peak, Milton Dove rolled her eyes at him this time, "I don't need any external force. Can defeat Ah Fu."

"Are you saying that the special guy who follows the famous Top Killer is weak?"

Vodka stood silently in the corner with a horrified face.

Because Gin moved his eyes to him.

Seeing this, Milton Duff's eyes flashed, and he took the opportunity to grab Gin's ankle.

Of course it won't work, and that's not his intention.

Gin found that his body stiffened for a moment.

Although it only lasts for a moment, it can be fatal in a battle.

When did Milton bring his mess of drugs with him?

"It's not a mess."

Milton Duff was dissatisfied and took the opportunity to raise his hand and touch the back of the silver-haired killer's neck.

ha! He finally got it back!

"Strange." The white-haired boy frowned, "Why didn't you react at all?"

Gin: ...

Vodka: ...

The fatal part was touched. The moment Gin resumed his actions, he grabbed Milton Duff's wrist. , forest green eyes looked at him with unclear meaning.

"Let go."

Milton Dove twisted her wrist and raised her eyes to look back at him without fear. "Now we are clear."

Gin sneered and touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue. There was still a faint trace of the other person on the back of his neck. The strange feeling when you touch it with your fingertips.

How did Belmode teach him before?

Milton Dove:?

What did Tibelmode do suddenly?

Although the white-haired boy didn't have much expression at the moment, Gin could still tell that he was confused.

With the current gesture of grabbing his wrist, he threw the person to the ground, and once again repeated the action at the basement door that day, "Liangqing?"

Milton Dove tried hard to avoid his hand, turned his head, and looked at her pink-gold eyes. There was a layer of water on his bottom, and he said harshly: "What else?"

Because he had just undergone a lot of exercise, the white-haired boy was filled with heat. The temperature was transmitted through the contact between the two people's skin, and it seemed to become higher. .

Gin lowered his eyes and stared at the delicate-looking young man with a blush on his face, but didn't answer.

Until a gentle whistle sounded.

"Gin."

Bermod suddenly appeared and approached the two of them, his eyes wandering back and forth between the two, "...So you are from the cultivation department?"

Gin let go of his hand, his expression as usual, "You What are you here for?"

Belmod stood between him and Milton Duff, blocking the silver-haired killer's sight from the latter, "Of course you are here to pick up Lucifer."

"What?"

Milton Duff said. She poked her head behind her, came between the two of them, and said excitedly: "Can I finish the training completely?"

Belmode:...

Gin's mouth curled up with a slightly invisible arc, "Belmode, the BOSS didn't do it back then. Let you hide your secrets."

"..." Belmode had nothing to say.

Milton just lacks this strength. What can she do?

Belmode still remembered the time when he asked Milton to use his appearance to obtain information.

With such extraordinary beauty, wouldn't it be easy to get information?

As long as Milton gives a little charity, Belmod believes that countless people will voluntarily give everything with their hands.

Milton showed her another version of ease.

He just sat there, looked around, and asked a few questions. He didn't even need anyone to answer, and he got the real answer directly.

The information was successfully obtained, but the process was completely different from what Belmod had imagined.

All in all, Milton is a complete insulator of love and has no thoughts or desires in this regard!

"Really?" Belmode stroked his lower lip, "You dare to say that you have 'no reservations'?"

Gin put on his usual gloves, "He knows everything I teach."

Belmode was silent sneer.

There is probably no love, but Gin must have some desire/desire for Milton.

She has no problem with pure physical relationships, but she can't be the first to buy cheap gin!

Milton Duff looked around, then decisively left the two of them and walked towards Vodka, "Afu, where is the water?"

"..."

"..."

Vodka:...

You have to wait a few minutes before talking to him. Is that okay?

While handing people water, Vodka asked cautiously, "Milton, is this really okay?"

Milton Duff glanced at him strangely, "It is not normal for a master to have reservations when he teaches his disciples to starve to death. ? "

Not to mention that there is still an organization here.

Vodka:? ?

ah? do you mean this? ? ?

On the contrary, Milton Duff saw something was wrong on Vodka's face, "Where did you think you were?"

"Ha...haha."

Vodka laughed dryly, clearing his brain of knotted thoughts, and admitted against his will, "I was wrong. ."

Milton Duff nodded, not taking such a trivial matter to heart.

Belmode is here to ask someone to go back to school, and by the way, he is assigned a new partner and "bodyguard".

Milton Dove realized in hindsight that the new semester has arrived so soon.

Praise for the start of school!

No matter what, it's definitely better than Gin's devil training!

But there are still some shortcomings.

Milton Dove: "Why is Lye your partner?"

He can't get rid of undercover at all, can he?

Hearing this, Belmod raised her eyebrows slightly, "Lucifer is not satisfied with him? In fact, Bourbon will also come to the United States in the near future."

Since the other party was blond, she did not recommend him.

"So-so."

Both of them were half-matched. Milton Duff actually didn't want to choose anyone. "Does BOSS mind if they see my true face?"

After all, he couldn't wear disguise in school.

"For outsiders, rejuvenation is always a vain legend."

While speaking, Bermod wanted to light a cigarette, but then put it down after thinking of something, "If Rai and Bourbon find something... I believe Lucifer will take care of it. " Yes, right?"

"This is...the gentleman's exact words."

Milton Duff smiled, it seemed that the organization was still doubting those two people, "Of course, I haven't been on a mission for a long time, I hope I don't have any skills."

"I don't want to be taken back to training by Gin. "