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The first man:
He wears a black trench coat that remains unchanged all year round, with long dark golden hair hanging behind his back, and his pair of pine green eyes that are comparable to those of wild wolves, hiding incomparable coldness and gloominess. Those eyes are the most provocative, but also the most timid to get close to. ... His left hand would often hold up a black Italian pistol, with the dark muzzle pointed at someone unexpectedly, with a cruel smile on his lips.
"When black and black are mixed together, they can only become black."
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The second man:
He hides it deeply. No matter what, you will always see him exuding a sunny, kind and happy youthful atmosphere, even though he is twenty-nine years old. He has soft short light blond hair, healthy brown skin, and a pair of beautiful purple-gray eyes, making him look extremely righteous. …The moment he pressed the trigger of the pistol, an evil and unfathomable smile appeared on the corners of his normally smiling lips.
"First meeting, Bourbon, this is my code name."
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The third man:
This man always wears a black knitted hat, and his falcon-like dark green eyes are bottomless, but also extremely profound. The few strands of hair in front of his forehead were as curled as instant noodles, but they couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes. ... The moment the man raised his sniper rifle, his eyes were filled with a calm look of victory. He is full of strength, just like the other senior leaders in the organization, making the grassroots and middle-level people intimidated.
"We finally meet. My dear old enemy, my lover."
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Three men and one drama.
Gin, Bourbon, Rye.