Twenty minutes later, Li Yifei and the Saintess got out of the car. This place was a factory, looking abandoned or not operational. Li Yifei and the Saintess stopped here and saw that car.
Inside the factory, a white man was berating a few people, yelling, "I gave you so many guns, and you can't even kill anyone. You're all useless!"
"Boss... you can't blame us. That guy suddenly hit the brakes, and we had no way to react!" a subordinate argued defensively.
"Damn you, because of your failure, I lost a million Euros. Are you going to give me that money?" the white man swore.
"Bo... boss, we don't have to give them money, right? When we took this deal, we didn't say we had to kill anyone to get paid. The other side just hired us to take action..."
"Bullshit! Do you know who the other side is? Do you know what kind of people they are, and you still dare to do this? I really don't know what's in your heads. Are they all trash? You can't do anything right all day."
