"Where are Dick and Royce?"
"Hahahaha, only thinking of them now? You cold-blooded bastard. But I can't tell you yet. You have absolutely no credibility with me."
Qin Wei shrugged indifferently. The same could just as easily be said of Joker.
The two haggled for a while, finally deciding to tie Joker up first and have him guide Qin Wei to rescue the hostages, then release him afterward.
Of course, Qin Wei had no intention of letting him go. The moment the hostages were safe, he would snap Joker's neck without hesitation.
But could Joker not foresee that outcome? The fact that he agreed so readily meant he still had cards left to play.
Now was not the time to consider that, though. Joker Gang reinforcements kept arriving.
Just as Qin Wei had predicted, they had no intention of fighting head-on. They took advantage of their position at the exit to keep throwing smoke grenades and homemade Molotov cocktails into the tunnel.
Billowing smoke poured into the tunnel, making it impossible for them to keep their eyes open.
"Will, what do we do?"
Selina lay flat on the ground, covering her mouth and nose.
When Qin Wei made his decision, she had worried about this very situation, but considering that the cunning man could hardly have failed to leave himself a fallback, she had chosen to trust his judgment.
But the crisis before them was no longer something mere "trust" could get them through.
"Almost here..." Qin Wei glanced at his watch again.
"Almost here? Old Smoky and Shorty were both kidnapped by White Cheeks... cough, cough, cough! Who else are you expecting to help us? Let's just surrender while we haven't been burned to a crisp!"
Even Willy, who had always loved fire and explosions, could not help complaining.