Yu Yi couldn’t help but doubt whether such a small underwear-style tank top and shorts could provide full-body defense. However, looking at Meng Qing, he was only wearing a regular short-sleeved t-shirt and long pants.
This was her first time using the client to change clothes, and the changing environment was drafty, making her somewhat nervous.
Yu Yi pushed open the door and walked over to where Meng Qing was waiting.
Meng Qing was checking his gun and glanced back at Yu Yi, giving her a thumbs-up gesture. Yu Yi was somewhat bothered by his previous dismissive tone and ignored his gesture.
They observed from high above, and the drug dealers had not yet arrived. Meng Qing casually remarked, “Your outfit this time looks much better than during the Republican era. Not bad taste.”
Yu Yi’s response was: “What’s the payment for this mission?”
“Five thousand.”
“I want two-thirds.”
Meng Qing quirked his mouth: “Are you trying to get revenge on me? Remember, I wanted two-thirds last time for a reason.”
Yu Yi said somewhat defiantly: “I have my reasons too.”
Meng Qing paused, then suddenly laughed: “Alright, on the condition that the mission is successful and you actually contribute. Don’t bring up payment if you end up holding me back.”
Yu Yi was annoyed again, angrily saying: “Rest assured, I absolutely won’t hold you back.”
Meng Qing shook his head nonchalantly and asked, “Have you practiced shooting since I taught you last time?”
Yu Yi took out her gun, skillfully removing the magazine, then reloading it and assuming a shooting stance, the entire process taking less than two seconds.
Meng Qing’s eyes flashed with surprise, then he nodded satisfactorily, “Looks like you’ve been practicing well.” He pulled up the factory floor plan and began explaining how she should provide cover during the operation.
Guo Long’s subordinates saw Guo Long still lying on the ground, exposed under dense gunfire, and hurriedly rushed over to pull him.
