"Who is Third Master? And how does he know Ning'er?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Third Master is the king of the underworld around these parts, everyone calls him Third Master! As for how he knows, I think it was some woman who told him?" the thug said.
"Around these parts? How big is that?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a cold smile.
"It—it's just a nightclub!"
"Damn! Just a little nightclub, and you're calling it 'around these parts'? And people in the underworld give him the title of Third Master? He should take a piss and look in the mirror, see if he's worthy!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
"Brother, I've already told you everything. How about letting me go, like a fart?" the thug said nervously.
"Let you go? You're dreaming!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Ah! Brother, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?" the thug said in terror.
"Stop dawdling and take me to him!" Zhang Xiaohao said, his eyes turning cold.
