Chapter 2581 Dear Mr. Detective 32

The fierce shouting and gunfire outside the window reminded them that they were still in danger.

Jinchen knew when to stop and didn't continue teasing.

He pressed the pistol back into Alric's sweaty hand, then leaned in and bit the corner of his bleeding lip, neither too hard nor too light.

Then, Jinchen did something that Alrick never expected.

Jinchen tore off a corner of the hem of Alrick's shirt and pressed the strip of cloth against the corner of his bitten lip, staining it with blood.

"I'll use everything in this textile factory to apologize to you, okay?" Jinchen said.

"What?" Alric felt dizzy from the kiss and didn't react for a moment.

Jinchen held his hand and fired a shot at the broken window, shattering the crumbling glass.

Jin Chen turned around and gave him a slightly malicious smile, glancing meaningfully at the corner of his swollen and red lips. "Cooperate with me and help you take over the textile factory, otherwise there will be punishment."

After he finished speaking, Jinchen turned over swiftly and jumped out of the window.

"and many more!"

Alric's heart skipped a beat and he rushed to the window, looking down anxiously.

But the black figure rose and fell several times in the chaotic battle below, and then landed steadily on a pile of discarded cotton materials, unharmed.

Jinchen even had time to turn around and wave to Alric at the window, then immersed himself in the fierce battle.

The black cloak seemed particularly at ease in the smoke and dust, and even... possessed a heart-pounding charm.

He was a truly powerful man, Alric had to admit.

Alric's fingers trembled as he gripped the window frame, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

He unconsciously extended his tongue, licked the stinging corner of his lips, and followed the black figure on the chaotic battlefield.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +8, totaling 78! 】

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Inside the main factory building.

Jinchen returned to the area where the Griffin Gang members gathered.

He was not wearing a mask, and his superior appearance was in stark contrast to the dangerous aura emanating from him and the blood on his face, making him look even more sinister.

The Griffin Gang thugs around were stunned for a moment.

When Melger saw him coming back, his face lit up with joy and he hurried over, "How's it going? Chen! Did you kill that damned Scarlet Gentleman?"

Jin Chen raised his hand and casually wiped the bloodstain at the corner of his lip with his fingertips. "The leader is dead."

The leader on their side?

Isn't it the Scarlet Gentleman Croft!

But Melger was experienced after all. Despite his excitement, he remained vigilant. He suppressed his excitement and asked, "Where's the body? Have you confirmed it? The Scarlet Gentleman is not a character that can be easily killed."

Hearing this, Jinchen looked at him with an impatient and arrogant look, "I don't have a hobby of moving corpses."

He then showed Melger the bloodstained shirt fabric.

"You do not believe?"

Thinking of this person's terrifying strength, the last bit of worry in Meljie's heart was dispelled.

He fully believed that Chen had the ability to kill the Scarlet Gentleman alone!

"Haha! Good! Well done!"

Meljie finally felt relieved and patted Jinchen's shoulder vigorously, "Now let's see how arrogant those headless mad dogs can be!"

The news of the Scarlet Gentleman's death quickly spread among the Griffin Gang members, and their morale, which had been low due to their long-term defense, was suddenly boosted.

On the contrary, the people on Alric's side began to look a little anxious and confused because their leader had not shown up for a long time.

As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, the Griffin Gang's defense and offense became more fierce, as if victory was in sight.

Melger proudly prepared to count the spoils he was about to get.

Just when the Griffin Gang members relaxed their vigilance due to excitement, something strange happened.

A member of the Griffin Gang who was crawling and tumbling away, covered in blood, shouted in terror.

"Oh no! Mr. Melger! The warehouse has been occupied by the Scarlet Gentleman and his men! Everything inside is gone!"

"what!"

Melger turned his head abruptly, looking fiercely at Jinchen, who was standing by with his arms folded, with an unfathomable expression, "You! Didn't you say he had already..."

His words stopped abruptly.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed steadily at his forehead.

"I said the leader is dead," Jin Chen raised his gun, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, "I didn't say which side's leader it was."

Melger's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"boom!"

Gunfire rang out.

Melger fell straight back and landed heavily on the ground.

Jinchen didn't even look at Melger's body. He kicked the wooden box containing the latest firearms next to him under his feet and stepped firmly.

Then he raised his hand and fired several shots at the heavy iron chain door leading to the warehouse area in the hall!

The chain broke with a sound.

The iron door was pushed open and Alric appeared at the door.

His suit was stained with blood, and he looked with a complicated expression at Jinchen, who was standing in the middle of the hall with an ammunition box under his feet.

"Clean up the scene and pack everything up and take it away!" Alric.

The men immediately took action and quickly carried out the boxes containing important account books, evidence and new firearms.

Jinchen walked leisurely to the relatively intact wooden box where Melger had just sat, and sat down, breathing a sigh of relief.

Even big guys get tired.

Alrick signaled to the bearded Locke who wanted to come over to inquire about the situation, and asked him to take his men out to count the supplies and be on guard first.

When the hall was quiet and only the two of them and a few corpses were left, he walked towards Jinchen.

Alric stopped in front of Jinchen, a shadow looming over him. He raised his hand to grab Jinchen's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Jinchen obediently raised his head and even leaned back cooperatively, leaning on the pile of debris behind him.

The blood on his face had dried, and the wound at the corner of his lip was obvious. His blue eyes narrowed slightly in the light, reflecting Alric's tense expression.

As if knowing what Alric was thinking, Jinchen's expression changed slightly in an instant, the sharpness and cynicism quietly faded away, his eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed.

Innocent, helpless, and full of dependence on Alric.

"Alric..." Jinchen called softly.

It was as if the person who had just shot himself in the head and shocked the whole audience was not him at all.

Alric closed his eyes, the vein on his forehead throbbing.

Cyril's innocence and Chen's danger... overlapped on the face in front of him.

He cursed inwardly, grabbed Jinchen's shoulders, pushed him back, and leaned over to kiss him fiercely!

There was no tenderness in this kiss, it was aggressive and aggressive.

Alrick's knee forcefully pushed Jinchen's legs apart, wedging between his thighs. He was full of aggression and control.

A smile flashed across Jinchen's eyes. She was happy to cooperate, and she relaxed her body submissively, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, and even raised her head to respond to the rough kiss.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his blue eyes quickly became wet, with misty spring water in them, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

It was as if Alric's kiss had made her breathless and her consciousness blurred.

Alrick's breathing suddenly became heavier. Looking at Jinchen's tears in her eyes, he felt hot and impulsive.

He reached out and grabbed Jinchen's blond hair on the back of his head, forcing him to look at him. His voice was hoarse, but he finally let it out.

"It's fun to play tricks on me, isn't it? It's fun to watch me being kept in the dark like a fool!"

Jinchen frowned slightly when he grabbed her, hummed softly, and replied with a complaint.

"You scratched me."

Alric: "..."

Fuck!

He seemed to be deeply hurt by these words, and immediately loosened his hand that was pulling his hair, and instead rubbed the place that had been grabbed awkwardly.

The tone was still fierce, but inexplicably lower.

"Damn it! You...you're a complete asshole!"

Jinchen stretched out his arms, wrapped them around his neck, and gently stroked the tense muscles on his back and oblique abdominal muscles in a soothing manner.

"You called me names again, Alric," his blue eyes flickered. "You shouldn't call me that."

Jinchen was even generous enough to place a few gentle kisses on the corners of Alrick's eyes, "Please change it."

Alric: "..."

He was breathing heavily, staring at the guy in front of him who he couldn't hit or scold, but whom he hated so much.

Finally, I have to admit defeat.

Alrick pressed Jinchen's head into his arms, hugged him tightly, and spoke roughly.

"Let you kiss!"

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 83! 】