"It's got nothing to do with you?"
Zhuo Bao's face twisted into a vicious expression. "You say it's got nothing to do with you and that's that? If we don't settle this today, you're not going anywhere." He pointed at him with the hand holding a cigarette. "If we can't find the killer, then you'll take the fall."
Chen Chuan looked up at him. "So you're not going to be reasonable?"
Zhuo Bao sneered, his arrogance showing he couldn't care less. "When has the Blood Mark Gang ever needed to be reasonable?"
Chen Chuan hummed in acknowledgment. "Actually, I think this attitude of yours is exactly what I'd expect from a gang member."
Zhuo Bao was pissed. Chen Chuan's casual and calm demeanor made him feel like his threats and intimidation were having no effect. The more it was like this, the more he wanted to force Chen Chuan to submit to his will.
"You think I'm all talk, don't you? Forget it..."
