On the winding mountain road near the park, a black Porsche 356A parked quietly on the side of the road.

In the car, the tablet computer stood on the console, playing the juice commercial that had just been inserted.

Gin was sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes under the silver hair were fixed on the screen, like a beast that had found its prey, showing a trace of bloodthirsty and terrifying aggression.

Vodka observed Gin's face, "Big, big brother?"

Gin retracted his gaze and stretched out his hand

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