Swish...
Yang Pai Feng immediately pulled out the machete he had on him, and then knelt on one knee on the ground, looked at Ye Chen, and said, "Brother Chen, I am willing to follow the gang's rules!"
"Wait!" Ye Chen immediately waved his hand and said, "I haven't made a decision yet!"
"Brother Chen, what do you mean?" Xiao Bai asked anxiously.
"Ah, this is really a headache!" Ye Chen scratched his head awkwardly and said, "On one hand, I don't want to break the gang's rules; on the other hand, I can't bear to lose such a good brother! Pai Gu, you are making this difficult for me!"
"Brother Chen, I... I am not worth your retention!" Yang Pai Feng's eyes were moist.
"Whether you're worth it is not for you to decide!" Ye Chen waved his hand, then, with a cigar in his mouth, turned his back to everyone, his gaze fixed on the scenery outside the window. In December, the roadside trees were yellow and a lot of leaves were swirling down with the wind.
