Jin Zhuo knew that his acting career was over the moment Yan Renzhong made his appearance in that alley.
There was little comfort in not sharing the fate of the less fortunate hitmen, who were beaten black and blue by the all-capable A-List actor.
And as if that was not enough, the leader of the gang pinned him against the wall before he even had the chance to breathe properly.
"Give us our money, you asshole," the burly man said, his eyes flashing with menace. "I also demand compensation for the beating we just sustained. That was not part of the deal!"
A bitter chuckle escaped Jin Zhuo's lips.
"Are you insane? Who would additionally pay you lots to get beaten up? That's the risk of taking this job!"
The gang leader slammed Jin Zhuo against the wall again. Behind him, his subordinates, their faces marred by fresh wounds, bared their teeth in a silent snarl.