In the elevator, there were four thugs.
Though not very tall, each one was robust.
One of them had a bushy beard, a fierce expression, probably the kind that could scare a child to tears with just a stare.
Apart from these four thugs, there was a young girl, about twenty-something, petite and slender, huddled timidly in the corner, probably scared upon seeing these men were up to no good.
"Hey, boss, is that you?"
Dirk Carter exclaimed with feigned surprise.
The leader was the same guy who had been sitting in the passenger seat earlier.
Bald, with a face full of muscles, constantly chewing something, likely betel nut.
He gave Dirk a surprised look, then asked with a sudden realization, "Aren't you..."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm the one who just gave you directions... didn't you hand me a pack of Hua Zi cigarettes? Hehe..."
Dirk interrupted quickly.
The bald guy frowned and asked, "Do you work here?"
As this question was asked, the other three thugs seemed to grow tense.
