Qiao Nian was no longer in the living room.
After they entered, Tattoo Arm tactfully acted as the butler and made tea for the three of them.
This was Guan Yan’s lair, to begin with.
She naturally sat down and slowly drank the tea.
Compared to her, Qin Si looked much more uncomfortable.
He walked around the house before realizing this was a living place. The furnishings were simple and nothing special.
He picked up a small lion statue casually placed on the shelf and turned to the woman. "I say, this place doesn’t look like a headquarters at all."
"Then what do you want the headquarters to look like? Isn’t headquarters where people like us stay? We also have to eat and sleep. Instead of a flashy building, why not this? Everyone can live comfortably. What’s wrong with that?"
Qin Si couldn’t refute her twisted logic. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl coming down from the room upstairs.
Qiao Nian distributed the things she brought down to each of them, her movements straightforward and expressionless. "To protect yourselves."
Qin Si barely caught it. Looking down, he realized what Qiao Nian had thrown at him was a small Burke pistol. His expression changed slightly, and he looked up with a complicated expression.
"Sister..."
The girl did not wait for him to finish speaking before frankly saying, "This is an illegal area, so these are all legal possession. Take them with you for self-defense. You don’t have to use them."
Guan Yan had one herself. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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