It was obvious the thief had been drawn in by Xiao Chen.
[Be careful, dude! You're good, but what if that bastard has a weapon?]
[Yeah, no matter how good your kung fu, you still fear a kitchen knife.]
[This thief is so damn greedy!]
[It's a good thing those three strong guys are there.]
Xiao Chen took his sweet time. He seemed to be excitedly talking on the phone while washing up, then he dawdled into his room and closed the door.
In reality, this was all an act. He pretended to go into the bedroom, but he was actually hiding cautiously in the living room.
[Four strong guys waiting for one thief!]
[When you put it that way, this thief is getting the VIP treatment.]
[He's going to come down all excited, only to find not five million yuan, but four burly men!]
[Congratulations to Mr. Thief. If all goes to plan, he'll be singing the jailhouse blues tonight.]
