Hearing Mu Siyang's name, Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the emergency notification device she pressed had worked.
Meanwhile, Scarface's men were in a panic. After all, they were just small-time crooks looking to make some quick money. How had they ever witnessed such an intimidating scene?
"Boss, what do we do now?" The underling was trembling in fear, casting a pleading glance at Scarface.
Scarface was desperately trying to call Tan Qi, but the call wouldn't go through.
Finally, on the eighteenth attempt, he got through, only to be shut down with a few words from Tan Qi.
"What's up? Let's talk tomorrow; I'm busy now." Accompanied by the sound of revelry at a party.
Scarface didn't even get to say anything before Tan Qi hung up.
Now, he was completely dragged into this mess by that bastard Tan Qi. Forget about whether he'd get the money; the real question was whether he'd manage to leave alive.
