Zhang Xiaolan said expressionlessly, "Forget it, why keep calling him? Just like this Boss said, he must have borrowed a phone to escape and won't come back. I've seen through this kind of person long ago—he's just a coward."
"He'll never stand up for us. Now we need to think about how to get out of this mess."
She looked toward Dao Tou and, appearing not overly scared, said coldly, "Boss, no matter what, we are now in a society governed by law. If you go too far, we will call the police. This is a public place!"
This made Dao Tou laugh so hard that he almost spat out the chewed-up beef in his mouth.
He shook his head and slapped his chest, brashly saying, "I am Dao Tou, Slice'n'Dice, nobody in the underworld can mess with me! I'm not afraid of you getting help. You could call the police a hundred times and I wouldn't give a damn!"
"Haha!"
With a sudden rattle, the door was flung open again.
