"Why me?"
Violet had no objections to the matter, but Zorro couldn't help complaining, "Guys, I'm feeling weak in the knees right now, can I have an easier job?"
"No." Mouse rejected directly.
Before Zorro could ask why, he was given a reason, "Just look at you, with that kidney deficiency look, clearly from too many late nights. At this time of night, if you still need to go out to work, no normal person could have a rosy complexion, and you definitely don't look like an old man. Among all of us, you're the only one suitable for this job!"
"Moreover, Old Pao is responsible for teaming up with Old Jack. Old Jack has done plenty of heists; he's a very experienced old hand. It's appropriate for him to go inside and deal with the target."
"Violet is a beauty anyway. Seriously, what kind of beauty does insect control work? She is more suited to delivering takeout." Zorro said indignantly.
