"Dear, you, you've prepared so much stuff?"
Bo Siyan's hand paused slightly as he held the equipment, raising an eyebrow, "And you? What have you prepared?"
Er...
Ning Xia extended her finger weakly and pointed at the hospital's floor plan, "Just that..."
"...And you plan to rescue John Hill with what?"
Ning Xia slapped her chest vigorously, "Of course, with my righteousness!"
Bo Siyan rubbed his eyebrows.
Luckily, he had come along, otherwise... if this woman were to go alone, she'd probably end up as an accompaniment to the funeral.
He picked up the bulletproof vest and, without a word, slipped it on Ning Xia, then he grabbed a Bluetooth earpiece, inserted it into her ear, and tossed her a small pistol.
With the equipment box mostly emptied into her possession, three-quarters given to her leaving only a few items for Bo Siyan, Ning Xia frowned, "Dear, you're the main combat force, I don't need these, you take them~"
