Without hesitation, without any expression, Phoenix pointed to her gun and said in a low voice, "Including the gun?"
"Up to you. I have no objection if you want to bring your usual gun. You can use the guns we provide too. In this mercenary group, we don't fuss over these things."
Phoenix said blandly, "The Remington is my competition gun. The other two are fine. Please hold on a moment."
Phoenix turned around with the M700, put it away in the house, and then brought out two gun cases, starting to disassemble two McMillan rifles of different calibers. She methodically packed the guns, lifted her head, and with a box in each hand, solemnly said, "Ready."
Gao Yang curiously asked, "Aren't you bringing a change of clothes and personal items?"
"I will."
"Uh, okay, then let's go."
