"Little brother, I don't believe I've asked—what should I call you?"
Outside the warehouse, one of Master Snake's men handed over a box of cigars.
Master Snake, plump and languid, pulled out a cigar, lit it with the flame her subordinate offered, and slowly exhaled a large cloud of smoke. She looked utterly intoxicated by it, and the cat in her arms, enveloped in the smoke, seemed intoxicated as well.
Then Master Snake casually pulled out another cigar and handed it to Gecko, asking with a smile,
"My name is Zhang San, and his name is Li Si."
Gecko took the cigar and drew on it. He immediately choked and coughed. "Big Sister, is this cigar moldy?"
Master Snake took another blissful puff and said, "It's from before the Cataclysm. It was roasted again."
"I've heard a few rumors about your department before."
She made no attempt to expose Gecko's lie. Instead, she smiled and said, "I used to think they were exaggerated, but after seeing it with my own eyes today, I know they're true. Never mind the rest—when so many guns are pointed at you, neither of you even blinked..."
"That shows you're very confident!"
She spoke with a smile, looking over at Gecko. "Little brother, are there many people like you in Qinggang City?"
Gecko took a small puff of smoke and amused himself by blowing smoke rings. At the same time, he smiled and said, "That depends on what aspect you mean..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Master Snake's ample figure and said, "If you mean people as handsome as me, there aren't many even in Qinggang."
The subordinates nearby could not help looking askance at Gecko.
But Master Snake did not seem to mind being teased by Gecko at all. Instead, she gave him