Hong Kong General: Talking about loyalty with me? Are you worthy?

Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and followed Ye Feng.

Because of the number of people, Ye Feng chose his extended Mercedes-Benz.

On the way, Gao Jin pointed at Billy who was driving and introduced him.

"........"

"Yesterday, the loyal and righteous Ah Wu didn't even need me to do anything, but he insisted on giving us a token of his loyalty!"

Ye Feng also remembered who Billy was, the fierce man who could fight with Luo Tianhong, the Eight-sided Han Sword, for hundreds of rounds under the bridge.

He laughed, "Billy!"

"Hey, Brother Feng, you're here!"

"You will follow Jin from now on, is that okay?"

Billy also knew Zuoshou's name, and nodded, "No problem, being able to follow Brother Zuoshou means Brother Feng thinks highly of me!"

"Well, do your job well!"

Soon they arrived at Yao Wen's fruit stall.

A Ting and a few others who were still chatting at the door saw the car.

He stood up and called out, "Brother...Brother...come here quickly!"

Yao Wen stuck his head out and didn't even wipe the toothpaste foam from his mouth. He said dissatisfiedly: "You are so flustered when something happens. Are you calling for help?"

A Ting pointed at Ye Feng and his group's car.

Feng Hua and his companions got off the car first.

Yao Wen quickly put down the cup, threw the toothbrush into the cup, wiped his mouth and walked out.

Yao Wen asked tentatively: "What are you doing?"

Feng Hua was worried about misunderstanding, so he explained: "Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble!"

It was not until Ye Feng got off the car and Yao Wen observed the purple maple leaf logo that he realized who wanted to see him.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Would it be convenient for us to chat?"

"Sure!" Yao Wen nodded.

The two men walked into the house one after the other, while the others stood at the door and did not follow them in.

The decoration inside the shed was simple, with nothing but an old black-and-white TV and a few chairs.

Ye Feng and Yao Wen sat down separately.

Yao Wen said, "Brother Poison Bee, you came here in person. What do you want to talk to me about? The conflict between my brothers shouldn't bother you to come here, right?"

Ye Feng waved his hand, pointed at the fruit stand and the simple facilities around it and said, "Are you willing to stay here for the rest of your life?"

Yao Wen smiled stiffly and said, "Could you please explain it more clearly? I don't quite understand it."

Ye Feng shook his head and did not answer directly: "If you don't understand, forget it. I'll ask you a few questions and then I'll leave. Have you put out the fire or the furnace?"

Yao Wen lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you trying to scare me or to fool me? Do you want to try?"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Don't be so aggressive. I've already said I have no hostility. Okay, you passed the first question. As for the second question, do you really plan to run the fruit stand for the rest of your life? Or do you have other plans?"

"What do you mean?"

Ye Feng looked into Yao Wen's eyes, "What if I say I want you to come out and work for me?"

Yao Wen subconsciously thought that the other party was joking.

"Come on, you're here to make fun of me so early in the morning, right?"

"Will you agree?"

Seeing Ye Feng's resolute look, Yao Wen once again tried to test him: "Are you really not kidding?"

"You think I'm idle?"

"Why do I feel like you are playing a joke on me!" Yao Wen smiled bitterly.

Ye Feng shrugged, slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, I know the answer. Just take good care of your fruit stand, Big Brother Wen!"

Ye Feng emphasized the three words "Big Brother Wen" very heavily.

Yao Wen shuddered all over.

He finally reacted.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, staring at Ye Feng's back and said: "You were deliberately testing me just now!"

"That's right!" Ye Feng admitted frankly.

Hearing this, Yao Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He didn't expect that Ye Feng would be so frank and not hide his purpose at all. He admired his frankness.

"Hehe..." Yao Wen smiled and said inexplicably: "But you don't seem to be very sincere in discussing business!"

Ye Feng sat back with a wry smile and clapped his hands, "OK, let's start over!"

Yao Wen said, "One question each. I answered several of your questions just now. I'll go first this time. Jiang Tiansheng gave you a hard time about Kowloon, and recently Liang Kun seems to have given up on you. What do you think?"

Ye Feng spread his hands and said, "What kind of problem is this? Didn't you see it? It's just a matter of being ruthless. To get by, you don't rely on others but on yourself!"

The words "rely on yourself" hit Yao Wen's nerves.

"Have you ever felt helpless since you joined Hongxing?"

"Yes, but I'm lucky. I have a brother who is willing to support me, and a sister who helps me grow up!"

"Do you dare to oppose Jiang Tiansheng when they are around?"

Ye Feng said firmly: "Why not? If one day doesn't work, then one week. If one week doesn't work, then one month, and so on.

I have endured hardships and humiliation. If you give me a chance, I will defeat them all at once. We all have one head on two shoulders, so who is afraid of whom? "

Yao Wen was stunned and speechless for a long time.

With a dull expression, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, and after lighting it, his hand holding the cigarette began to tremble.

Ye Feng looked at Yao Wen and guessed what he was thinking. He leaned forward and whispered, "It's not difficult to admit that you are not as good as me. You just chose the path that most people would choose. Don't doubt yourself and don't deny yourself!"

Yao Wen was silent for a long time, exhaled a circle of thick fog, and consoled himself: "It shouldn't be a problem to take a shortcut and finally reach the end, right?"

"Of course not. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The process is not important, but the result is!"

"That's good!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Yao Wen, who had untied his knot, said, "What position are you going to give me if you let me switch gears?"

Ye Feng corrected: "It's not a transfer, it's a joining!"

"did you mean......"

“Half of the word Heng was fought back by you? Are you just giving it away to others so easily? I, Fengye, recruit wolves that eat meat, not dogs that eat shit!”

Ye Feng's voice was not loud, but it was powerful.

Yao Wen pondered for a long time, then suddenly stood up, stretched his arms and moved his neck.

He muttered to himself: "My old arms and legs have not moved for seven or eight years. I don't know if I can still hold on!"

Ye Feng smiled and looked at the others, "Please introduce yourself!"

Billy was very tactful and said first: "Maple Leaf Billy, under Brother Left Hand!"

Feng Hua said: "Maple Leaf Feng Hua, under Brother Feng's command!"

Greyhound was not led astray by the two and said calmly, "Maple Leaf Greyhound!"

Yao Wen looked at the greyhound, "Loyal Mastiff, the boss's right hand?"

When Gao Jin heard Yao Wen's name, he took the initiative to say, "Maple Leaf Left Hand!"

Yao Wen continued to tell the outsider's evaluation, "The most powerful boning knife under the boss? It can kill or injure anyone with one strike?"

He couldn't help but look towards the Mediterranean Sea and jokingly said, "You're not the driver, are you?"

Mediterranean bared his teeth and said, "I'm not as impressive as them. I'm Maple Leaf Mediterranean, the most inconspicuous little brother under Brother Feng!"

From the moment Yao Wen stood up, Ye Feng knew what the other party meant. He wanted to prove himself.

There is a red stick with water, but there is also a double-flowered red stick without water. Ye Feng doesn’t know whether Gao Jin and Greyhound can suppress each other.

Silently said sorry to the Mediterranean.

He added fuel to the fire: "Brother Hai is the oldest among us, but his skills are second to none in my area!"

Hai Di quickly denied it, pinching his little finger and saying, "Don't listen to Brother Feng's nonsense. I am the younger brother. No, I am the younger brother. Brother Feng is the older brother. Achu works for Brother Feng, and I work for Achu. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yao Wen simply couldn't listen to Mediterranean's explanation.

Being the oldest and the second best already doomed him to end up in the Mediterranean.

"Brother, please do me a favor. I don't want others to say that I got in through the back door!"

Gao Jin, Greyhound, Feng Hua and Billy retreated to the side.

He looked at the two of them with great interest, waiting for what was to happen next.

Haitang tilted his neck and looked at Ye Feng, and the two looked at each other in surprise.

Finally, Ye Feng sighed and said, "Hey, I can't give orders here. How about I give Ah Chu a call? Didn't he protect his family before? But now... Hey... people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be!"

Mediterranean said righteously: "Brother Feng, no need... no need, I am enough!"

Seeing that Hai Di agreed, Yao Wen took two steps back to create some distance between them.

The two men assumed boxing stances, glanced at each other, and Yao Wen suddenly charged out, punching Mediterranean in the abdomen.

Mediterranean changed his position and dodged.

Immediately after Yao Wen's attack failed, Hai Di took the opportunity to grab his arm.

Yao Wen answered just as he had just answered indirectly.

He put out the fire, not the furnace. The combat awareness accumulated over the years was still there.

He simply used his other hand to block the opponent, and with the help of Mediterranean's power, he turned around, grabbed Mediterranean's wrist, turned around and wanted to give Mediterranean a shoulder throw!

Mediterranean acted like an evaluator, raising his knee and hitting Yao Wen in the lower back.

"The speed is a bit slow, the intention is too obvious, and the explosive power is not enough!"

"What are you talking about, asshole!"

Yao Wen shook his head in pain, pinched Hai Di's wrist, and threw himself to the ground.

Yao Wen ignored his opponent's struggle and attacked again.

The legs were raised and wrapped around the Mediterranean's shoulders.

Gao Jin pursed his lips and said, "Old Nine, we two have to work harder from now on, otherwise our positions will be in jeopardy!"

Greyhound also saw that Yao Wen was an expert. "If he gets locked in an armbar, Mediterranean will also suffer, right?"

Mediterranean also saw Yao Wen's intention.

"It's not good to use the cross armbar when you haven't even got the side press position, right?"

Mediterraneo pressed his body down, and the tip of his elbow dropped and hit Yaowen in the face.

Yao Wen quickly gave up the cross lock and changed his legs from entanglement to pushing.

In the moment he paused, Mediterranean had already withdrawn his arm.

Successfully said: "I have got the riding position, you better be careful!"

Medong controlled Yaowen's legs with both hands, ready to give him a cross lock!