Cheng Leyi's face turned beet red in an instant.
"What's so funny? Is it really that amusing?"
She glared at the burly man and angrily kicked away the plastic bag on her legs.
The burly man scratched his head, not daring to talk back.
Another man with a full beard saw this, stifled his laughter, and stepped forward to ease the awkwardness:
"Alright, alright, Chen Lei, you guys say less. It's normal for a girl to be nervous in this situation."
The bearded one was none other than Cheng Leyi's old teammate, Lin Xuhao. He promptly picked up the umbrella from the ground and handed it to Cheng Leyi.
"Alright, just a false alarm, don't stand in the rain, let's go over there for some cover."
A young man with sleek silver hair put away his handgun, his expression back to serious, and spoke.
He was the commander of this operation group, code-named "Fisherman," Xu Fei.
The group gathered under the eaves of a nearby closed shop.
