"Brother Fei, have the boys go up and chop his legs off for me."
Hearing Ba Li's arrogant voice, Ba Fei standing beside turned pale, cursing in his heart, even cursing Ba Li's ancestors for eight generations.
"Damn it, it's one thing for you to seek death, but why the hell drag me into it as a cushion?"
Seeing no response behind him, Ba Li turned around curiously, "Brother Fei, go ahead, just take him down today, and in the future, I'll be your gang's spokesperson for free."
"Fuck, a spokesperson? How the hell do I know an idiot like you?" Ba Fei said angrily, with a spokesperson like you, my gang will soon be ruined by your stupidity.
"Sir, please don't casually call me 'brother.'" Do I know you?" Ba Fei said sternly, holding back his anger.
"Huh? We were just brotherly at the table, how come the friendship capsized so quickly!"
"Brother Fei, you're drunk, didn't you say earlier that from now on we're brothers and your affairs are mine?" Ba Li asked somewhat dazedly.