Nuannuan drove the car right in front of them and stopped. She got out of the car and glared coldly at the guards who trembled like quails upon seeing her. She asked fiercely, "Why are you guys surrounding them? Huh? Are you still thinking about killing them?"
The few assassins were so frightened by her last question that their faces turned pale. They hurriedly waved their hands and responded, "No, no. Mr. Gu, the manager, asked us to guard the door here."
"Guard the door?" Nuannuan's voice raised, "Have you ever seen a door guard guard a door like this? Those who know what's going on are aware that we're here to do pharmaceutical research, but those who don't know would think we're selling firearms! With what you're wearing as door guards, even a fly wouldn't dare to enter the premises. How am I supposed to carry out my business with you guys here like this?"
The assassins were so scared they were about to cry.
