Feng Mu was about to speak.
Suddenly, Snake-faced Gong Qi shouted, "Take that hand out and empty everything from your pockets."
The recipient's face changed slightly, but he obediently extended his hand with a phone clutched in it, the screen showing a blind call being dialed to a number.
The number was already halfway entered.
Gong Qi could keenly spot the receiver's deceit even on the brink of death, partly due to his sharp curiosity and partly thanks to the occupational habits of a prison guard.
"Fortunately, Fifth Brother's sharpness saved the day; otherwise, I would have made a grave mistake," Feng Mu said sincerely and with gratitude.
Gong Qi walked over, snatched the phone and handed it to Feng Mu, smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother is still inexperienced, too honest; it's not your fault, blame only the despicable and insidious people outside."
The recipient's face twitched, speechless.
