Chapter 947: 157. Now, Let's Talk
"Hahahaha! Did you hear that? Those little brats recognize my gun!" Johnny's voice in the channel was full of undisguised pride. "They were so close, just that tiny bit away—they almost touched it!"
"That's enough, Johnny."
Listening to Johnny, V teased, "You were just mocking Jack for showing off. Now it's your turn, huh?"
"How can that compare? At most, they'd just look at Jack's belt a few times. But judging by their faces, they really wanted to touch my gun. They almost got their hands on it."
"So you're competing over whose collection thieves like more?"
T-BUG was speechless at these teammates who were no longer young but had the minds of teenage boys. Just then, she spotted Carl pushing open the door in the surveillance feed.
"Carl? I thought you'd watch a little longer."
"I was planning to." Carl sounded somewhat helpless. "But the room they're in right now is a little special. I'm worried things will end badly if they happen to mess with the trigger grenades I modified."
She paused. "They're all stored in specially made protective cabinets, but that hacker girl is pretty capable. I'm afraid she might actually crack the cabinet's security protocols."
"Not likely, right?" T-BUG raised an eyebrow. "They seem pretty willing to follow the 'rules of the trade.'"
"Rules are rules, but that stuff isn't something to joke around with."
Carl knew exactly what her modified grenades were capable of. Back when Oliver had used one, he had been injured because he hadn't realized in time that it was one of her grenades. And that was Oliver. If these kids messed around with them, they might blow themselves up along with the hidden arsenal.
"Looks like you need to have a chat with these little