The boss froze for a moment before keeping silent, as Xu Huo watched him with a smile, "Don't bother trying to tip them off; they won't be alive by tonight."
The boss shuddered and immediately blurted out an address.
"You spoke too quickly." Xu Huo moved his fingers and scratched the boss's arm, "I'll give you another chance; think carefully before you speak."
The boss stood still for a while, seemingly engaged in intense mental struggle; however, two seconds later, he turned and ran towards the door.
Xu Huo laughed out loud, holding the Water Cutter Gun in his hand, ready to move; he noticed the boss, unable to open the door, turned and knelt down with a "thump," "They're in the alley behind the dance hall. It's some kids who attacked. Usually, they wouldn't be so harsh on Xiao Yuan. It must have been orchestrated by the street punks who gather those kids."
"A few street punks? Not even players?"
