Alvin picked up the old cellphone and fiddled with it for a moment, then called the number from the text message...
Listening to the grating sounds of the buttons, Alvin looked amusedly at the two crippled prisoners and said, "You two don't look like you're doing too well.
Why don't you get yourselves a Battle Axe phone?
People these days have to keep up with the world, or even being a bad guy won't get you anywhere!"
While Alvin was teasing the unlucky pair, someone answered the phone...
A voice as rough as sandpaper came through the speakerphone. "What is it now?
I told you not to call unless it was important..."
Alvin saw Shang-Chi's face suddenly grow grim. Smiling, he shook his head and said into the phone, "Hello..."
The man on the other end heard an unfamiliar voice. After a brief silence, he said in a low voice, "Who are you?
What happened to my brothers?"
Alvin smiled. "My name is Nick Fury. I'm an American businessman, and Zheng Shang-Chi is my employee.
I heard that a lot of people over there are interested in Zheng Shang-Chi's father's 80-billion-dollar inheritance.
I'm a firm believer in making money through peaceful means. Why don't we talk?
Money isn't important. There's no way Shang-Chi could spend 80 billion on his own...
We can pick a place to meet and settle this ourselves. No need to trouble the police officers."
The man on the other end seemed to have forgotten to ask about his two brothers. He said in a low voice, "How do you want to talk?"
Alvin could hear the greed in his voice. He smiled and said, "You're men of the underworld, so let's do this by the rules of the underworld.
Our last stop is Xi'an...
Let's say