Ji Wanwan giggled, "It's simple, expose the real face of the shelter director and wake up that group of brainwashed fools in the refuge."
Zhan Yu, also a member of the refuge, twitched his mouth, feeling he was also insulted, "Just you and Xu Siming, are you sure just the two of you can handle it?"
Thinking of her comrades, Ji Wanwan proudly cocked her mouth and smiled, "Who said it's just the two of us?"
Honestly, for Old Xu, getting rid of the director and his lackeys would be a breeze; if it weren't for worrying about the survivors in the refuge, why would we still be playing this game?"
She pouted, "And I had to get an unnecessary injection because of this."
Zhan Yu: "..."
It really was a mix of laughter and tears, like the helpless feeling of joking with children.
The flustered lackeys beside him were panicking, fearing that these two would get carried away and decide to sacrifice them.
