"If there's one, there'll be two. If there's two, there'll be three. Maybe when we leave the Xueyu unit, there'll be a team of sharpshooters." Perhaps he felt that he was thinking too much, so Xia Jinyuan couldn't help but laugh.
When he smiled, the cold wind blew directly into his throat, making him choke and cough. "It's really cold to sit in this thing in the middle of winter. Next time, change to a warrior armored vehicle. It's fast and can block the wind."
"You're the one who wants to be cool in the middle of winter. If it were me, I would've driven a warrior long ago." Pigeon shivered too. It was f*cking cold. It was -11 degrees Celsius, and they were even driving a convertible… How could it not be cold?
