"Where are those two kids watching the hostages? Why isn't anyone answering the radio?!" The scar on the boss's face nearly twisted with rage.
If they had hostages, the police wouldn't dare attack them!
It was precisely because the police apparently hadn't found the hostages either that they were so brazenly fighting them while searching.
"Oh my God." The instant things went wrong, Qin Ke hid far away in his black robe. He couldn't afford to be spotted. As far as anyone knew, the man with his face was "dead."
He crept along the pitch-black passage at the back. These useless idiots couldn't do anything right! Anyway, Lin Xingye had probably already been... by their men.
He probably wouldn't have the strength to resist now. All Qin Ke had to do was sneak over and end his life!
A confident smile hung on his lips. This time, he was going to win!
With that thought, he quickened his steps. "Just you wait. I'm coming to take your miserable-ow!"
Halfway through backing away, he suddenly bumped into something. That felt... nothing like a wall...
A person?!
He turned in terror and saw a familiar figure standing in the shadows.
He had once indulged in endless fantasies about that face, imagining those handsome features and eyes brimming with love for him. That was the future he had dreamed of, not this.
The man's thin lips were pressed together, his gaze indifferent, as though he were looking at someone utterly irrelevant. His appearance here, beside Qin Ke, could only mean trouble.
Qin Ke instinctively tried to run, but Bo Xi swiftly grabbed his collar, hoisted him up, and threw him out.
A textbook garbage toss. Perfect.
Qin Ke landed in front of an officer with a crash. His mind worked quickly for once,