"Brother Ye, the Flying Car Gang is in that alley, you... you really shouldn't go there. I'll just quit my job if it comes to that."
Yuan Mengmeng pointed to a long alley across the street with a worried look on her face.
There were only two of them; how could they possibly stand up to the hooligans of the Flying Car Gang?
Although Ye Xuan was a retired soldier, two fists can hardly beat four hands; she didn't believe they could drive the Flying Car Gang away at all.
"How can that be acceptable? We've already come this far, and to go back like this would be too cowardly. Chairman Mao said, 'When the wolves come, we have our hunting rifles!' You listen to me on this one; I'm going to give these wolves a good beating."
Ye Xuan replied with a confident smile and walked toward the mouth of the alley opposite them.
"Brother Ye is stepping up for me; I can't let him take the risk alone."
Yuan Mengmeng bit her lip, a determined look in her eyes, and followed Ye Xuan's figure.