Qiao Hongyi had neither asked Wang Yunxiao about the reasons and details of their capture of Zhang Meng nor had he given Wang Yunxiao a single clue about the incident.
His lips were sealed as if glued with 502 adhesive.
One might say this was a more professional attitude.
"Big bro, what were you thinking? You just do whatever he tells you to?"
"Each person gets an extra five dollars every night for overtime, plus meal allowances."
Youtiao rubbed his face and said nothing more.
"Most importantly, they let us play with guns. I asked, and it's exactly those mentioned in the textbooks, the Liuyun 1."
This guy really knew how to strike a chord, offering a condition that no man could refuse.
Playing with guns.
Wang Yunxiao told Chen Yan and Little Gourd, "It might be dangerous tonight. Bullets do not discriminate, you two better not follow us."
