Lead them off.

You take the men in the random direction, hoping to exude confidence by affecting a nonchalant walk, but it's hard to keep up the pretence. These guys are obviously professional thugs: they position themselves so you can't make a dash for freedom; they grunt, "You sure?" in a menacing tone when you try to lead them anywhere there might be crowds or CCTV cameras; they haven't bathed in days.

Eventually, one of the hoods points out that you've gone three blocks now.

You can:

Gasp in amazement, point to a doorway, and say, " But I left it there! Someone must have taken it!".

Try to fight your way past the hood in front.

Laugh out loud and say, "Yes! And while you've been wasting your time on this wild goose chase, my colleague has made good his escape! And you'll only waste more time if you beat me to a bloody pulp. Suckers!".

Suddenly scream for help at the top of your voice.