Somewhere in Songshan City, in an abandoned warehouse, was a black SUV- It had no licence plate.
“Fucking hell, are the cops fucking insane? All this for one million dollars, really?” Baldy spat at the ground, very pissed off.
“Boss! We can’t continue hiding in here like this!” Ma Liu was frustrated as well. “God fucking dammit, fuck!”
“Enough, stop whining. We’ll just wait for Cihua Bro’s call here.” Baldy waved his hand impatiently, the phone ringing as soon as he finished his sentence.
“Is this Cihua Bro? Baldy here!” Baldy’s tone was slightly flattering- it was his boss, after all.
“What the fuck are you shits doing?!” A cold voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
“Cihua Bro, what do you mean..?” Baldy paused.
“Did you take all the bank’s money with you?” Cihua Bro prodded.
