Here Is the Point We Stop Chapter 4

Matsuda has a childish temper and a big heart. No matter how others joke with him, he always laughs back, but he rarely gets angry. Serena has always told him to stick to the "poker face" principle, so even though Matsuda is a natural cold-faced person, he usually wears a nonchalant and romantic smile in front of others.

Belmode had her own reasons. There was always one person in the duo who would play the disguise, and she expressed great distrust in letting Leon play this role. Therefore, she forced the disguise course on Matsuda.

The first step in the course is to learn to smile.

Matsuda looks good with a cold face, and he also looks good when he smiles sincerely, but when he first started learning how to fake a smile, Serena once wanted to frame his photo and hang it at the door to ward off evil spirits.

Leon once commented very viciously: It’s better not to laugh.

Later, although the learning began to show results, Serena and Leon were not particularly satisfied.

Especially Bellmode, whenever she saw Matsuda provoking Leon with a smile that didn't deserve a beating, she would always reflect for a few seconds: she always felt that she had made a very wrong decision.

But it can't hide the fact that this smile is indeed attractive.

Leon also had to admit that the collision between Matsuda's unrestrained and unruly temperament and his hypocritical but elegant smile did have a very mysterious attraction. Although he is smiling, there is often a frightening calmness and boredom in his eyes. This snake-like darkness is dormant on his rather confusing face, and it is like the fragrant golden camellia inlaid in the face of power. on the throne.

It is dangerous but fascinating, and has attracted many men and women to rush into it.

And when he really turned cold, the frightening aura that was whitewashed as peaceful came out.

Especially in recent years, as they grow older, the dark side of the organization has been revealed to them more completely. They are used to wandering on the line between life and death, and are used to seeing the hysteria of desperate struggle in the last period of life. The red blood dries up to a grimy black, but it is also like the nutrient-rich soil that continues to encourage them to control death and transcend death. , the aura that belongs exclusively to the judge.

That cold and dangerous feeling instantly set off a warning bell in Jason Akai Akai's heart, and he subconsciously looked for his father, an MI6 agent.

But the threat at that moment passed by in a flash, and looking at it again, it seemed like an illusion, and it seemed that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

But Jason Akai Akai didn't think he was wrong. He silently raised the danger level of this young man to the same level as the strange uncle at the door.

After calming down, Jason Akai Akai noticed that he repeatedly used the words "strange" and "stranger" to describe himself, expressing his dislike without any concealment.

He was a little surprised by this man's inexplicable strong hostility towards him, but judging from his territorial awareness and subconscious actions to block the movement of the silver-haired young man, and looking at the indifferent and indifferent look of the silver-haired young man, it was obvious that this situation had happened many times. , Jason Akai thought for a few seconds and figured out some clues.

I have long heard that some senior officials or young ladies in the families of businessmen have a naughty character, act absurdly and excessively, pursue excitement too much, have self-evident eccentricities in some aspects, and have "pets" specially trained for this purpose at home. There are not a few people either.

These two people are probably one of them, but who is the "pet"...

One is cold and aloof, even his eyes are stingy with charity, and he is full of natural arrogance and indifference; the other is ruthless and domineering, not allowing others to challenge his authority, he is obviously a brave hunter.

Jason Akai Akai was more inclined to believe that this was a mutual conquest between two arrogant sons of high-ranking officials.

The neon political world is, as my father said, everything is rotten from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, from small to large, from root to leaf.

Even these people who represent the future of Japan have been corrupted by superficial sophistication. They have not learned the good things, but have thoroughly learned the ways of those self-proclaimed noble aristocrats.

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Jason Akai Akai suddenly felt a little bored, and his interest in the silver-haired young man was instantly diluted.

He calmly withdrew his hand and apologized: "I'm sorry, but I saw that the gentleman didn't look very well. I was rude."

He exchanged a few polite words and then left decisively.

Elliot looked at the chocolate cake placed on the corner of the table with a puzzled expression. He turned around and complained to Leon: "Is there something wrong with the minds of these officials' children?"

Leon looked at the cake, and then looked at the black-haired young man who had already walked away but could still feel the strange emotion of "utterly disappointed with this world" surrounding his body. The latter huddled in the corner gloomily, His shoulders were straight and he had a bored look on his face.

Leon has met many people like this, and one of his previous mission targets often behaved like this. In his own words, this is called "the depth of a wise man", a necessary skill for officials' children to improve their skills. The pattern symbolizes their concerns and thinking about the social and international situation.

But he didn't expect that the young man who posed a threat to him was actually one of these noble parasites. Leon felt a little disgusted.

"I think they haven't developed brains yet in their fragile skulls," he said with disgust. "Let's go. The air is dirty."

Matsuda thought so and called it bad luck.

"When I think about having to face these weird ladies tomorrow," Jinpei Matsuda said, "I get goosebumps."

"When will this boring work end... What do you think, I just blow up the organization and we elope?"

Matsuda suddenly became excited, and his hands felt a little itchy - the idea of   blowing up the organization had been in his mind for a long time.

Leon did not stop his partner from making such outrageous remarks, after all, he was used to it.

As for the innocent-sounding words in his words, Leon pretended not to have heard them. His own little boy sometimes always likes to make harmless little jokes --- such as calling defection an elopement. , as if this can glorify defection and give it a romantic and artistic flavor.

He calmly responded to Matsuda's previous sentence: "If you don't want to, you can exchange tasks with me."

Matsuda thought for a moment and grinned.

"Forget it," Matsuda said. "Compared with the disgusting sweet talk of a group of grown men, it seems that the delicate ladies are not so hard to accept."

He gloated a little: "Although I can't help you deal with those young masters, I can give you some help with your hairstyle, such as helping you to curl your hair."

Leon curled the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

It was not just because he was too lazy to respond, but also because he felt physically nauseous when he thought of those young masters who behaved in a ostentatious and deliberate manner, and he really had no desire to talk.

After a while, he said calmly: "It's almost time to put the Damien in."

"Ah...I know, I know." Elliot yawned lazily, complaining casually as he walked away, "Stay here and don't wander around, I'll be back soon...I haven’t been able to find a way to get in until now. What a useless uncle.”

He put one hand in his pocket and walked toward the front door, his clothes rising gracefully as he took a big step. He did not wear a dress suitable for the party, but just took out a black windbreaker from the closet.

These are the clothes Belmod gave them. When she went to receive an award at the Milan Film Festival in Italy, she met the head of Armani at the time and heard that she had two adopted sons, so she sent many customized sets of different styles. Bermod said that this is Giorgio Armani's most popular official "power suit". Just like Matsuda's long black trench coat, and Leon's camel trench coat, most people can't hold back the limelight of clothes.

But Matsuda has a good figure and a strong aura, and when he puts on this outfit, the windbreaker becomes a foil, and he looks like a gangster prince.

But it seems that this is enough to cope with this dinner. Leon noticed that many girls with exquisite makeup along the way looked at him shyly.

He looked away, but noticed a sapphire blue moving towards him. Leon felt something strangely familiar, and before he could react, his brain had subconsciously compared the mission targets he had encountered in the past with this blue, and finally a face with an overly silly and ambiguous smile was identified.

---Brandon Nachi, the youngest son of a well-known entrepreneur and a well-known actor.

---Because the family business seems to have some connection with Baijiu Pharmaceutical. The family members are all shrewd businessmen. Only the son who entered the entertainment industry is as naive as if he was born with a missing brain. Considering that this person is easy to Strategy, the organization has always treated this person as a key mission target.

His status is not low, so he is naturally qualified to be invited here, but his personality is quite bad, and he is the type that Leon is least willing to deal with.

Leon's face changed slightly, and he wanted to leave but it was too late.

"Mr. Aaron Kurosawa---" Chi Zhengo's arrogant and frivolous voice came from far away, directly stopping Leon's movement.

His voice was not concealed, and the entire dining area heard it. Others looked over and continued to talk about their own topics as if it had nothing to do with them. Jason Akai was also startled. He frowned and looked over, and found a blue butterfly walking towards the silver-haired young man with a smile on its face.

He originally planned to ignore it, but after seeing the forbearing expression of the silver-haired young man, his heart moved. He silently changed his position and chose to listen to the corner very unethically.

As for the Leon, he tightened his fingers and narrowly avoided crushing the glass.

He kept hypnotizing himself in his mind that this was the mission goal, this was the mission goal...

He turned around, with a look of surprise on his face, and said lightly: "Mr. Nachi, what a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence." Na Zhizhenwu lifted the blond hair from his forehead and smiled evilly, "This handsome guy is thinking about you every day. It seems that the goddess of fate was moved by my sincerity and silently guided us. Encounter---"

He made a gentleman's salute smoothly and winked affectionately: "This is fate."

Leon: ...

The fist hardened.

Jason Akai, who was eavesdropping nearby, said: ...

He felt a chill and silently complained about what an old-fashioned way of picking up girls, and lamented the unfathomable nature of the silver-haired young man.

Leon took a deep breath and hypnotized himself not to fight with the target.

Brandon Nachi picked up a glass of juice and casually clinked it with the glass in Leon's hand. He seemed to notice where Leon had been paying attention before, and asked with a smile: "I guess that must be your brother, Mr. Matsuda?"

Leon nodded.

Outside, he and Matsuda are both adopted sons of Sharon Wynyard. Matsuda is one year younger than him, so there is nothing wrong with him being his younger brother.

Brandon Nachi drank some juice and said meaningfully, "Mr. Matsuda is indeed Mr. Aaron Kurosawa's younger brother. Although he is younger, he is very charming. Not only these girls, but even my sister is fascinated by him."

Leon smiled but didn't really smile, and politely complimented him: "He's just a kid, not as good as Mr. Nachi."

"Mr. Aaron Kurosawa is humble."

Leon looked at him in surprise, thinking that this man had changed his gender, why was he so humble all of a sudden.

But then, Na Zhizhenwu said arrogantly: "Although it's still far from enough, but by putting it together, I can barely achieve the charm of this handsome guy."

He smiled: "It seems that Brother Matsuda is working hard to make me his brother-in-law."

Leon's eyelids twitched, and he was puzzled by the strange words he uttered.

He hesitated to speak, but felt he had too many complaints to express.

Jason Akai was eating melon with ease: Oh, this person is still a narcissist!

After a few seconds, he slowly digested these words that were full of information and almost spit out a mouthful of juice.

A look of astonishment: Brother?

"Why didn't I know that I had an extra brother-in-law?" Brother Matsuda came in response.

He put one hand in his pocket and put the other hand lazily on Leon's shoulder. He stared at this "brother" who popped out of nowhere with an expressionless expression, and said in a very harsh tone: "Who are you?"