Xiao Qiao, "..."
She is one of the desolate American agents.
"What's your name?"
"I just heard the woman call the man boss, hey, why am I saying these things."
"Aren't you afraid I'm an American agent and I'll report you?"
"You?" Leo looked at her with raised eyebrows, "If you're a government agent, then I'm a General."
Xiao Qiao gave a thumbs up, her charm and authority radiating, "Kid, don't judge a book by its cover."
"Don't even mention that you don't have a trace of an agent's shadow, with that sapphire worth over ten million you carry around. You're either a mercenary or a smuggler, you have nothing to do with government agents."
"Blind man!" Xiao Qiao snorted coldly, "I'm coming over the day after tomorrow to collect arms, give me two Desert Eagles, an M1 pistol, and twenty boxes of bullets."
"Are you involved with the recent terrorist attacks?"
"I'm here to catch terrorists, are you going to do business or not? You talk too much."
