"Ai ya ya, they found us… what should we do… it's all your fault. I already said to stop the car further away… the car is right beside the factory - any human being would hear the noise."
Among this group of mercenaries, there was a young, extremely cute and sweet-looking little Lolita.
"I stepped on the brakes, but the car wouldn't stop, so what could I do, huh? I already said I can't drive, yet all of you forced me to. Actually, I wanted to simply knock them all down," A lovable fatty spoke with apparent grievances.
"Ay… you can't even drive a car and you eat so much every day - what a waste of resources."
A very good looking man with long hair picked his nails and sneered, "They found us the second we got out of the car! What should we do, what should we do?!"
Then the good-looking long-haired man immediately punched the fatty in the chest.
"Whoa, could you not use your little fist to punch my chest?" the fatty said, displeased.
