Not far away, Pi Gero returned with his soldiers in tow.

They ultimately did not catch up to Apollo.

At this moment, Pi Gero regarded Yang Fei and his group with a reverence akin to that of demigods.

The battle had ended, and Pi Gero had come to a full understanding.

This bunch of big shots, although numbering only a mere twenty people.

Yet, the combat strength they had unleashed easily outclassed his own troops by a long shot.

To have such powerful figures as friends rather than foes was a stroke of great fortune for Pi Gero.

Pi Gero wished nothing more than to revere Yang Fei and his people as if they were his own ancestors.

Even though Mad Blade looked down on Pi Gero, he still understood the logic that when someone lifts the sedan chair, you must return the favor.

Yang Fei was even more amiable and approachable.

General this, General that, he flattered Pi Gero so much that the man was moved to tears with a few sentences.

Just then, Pi Gero's adjutant came to report.

"General, we have found a batch of gold in the village cellar, but..."

He paused here, glancing at Yang Fei, and hesitated to continue.

This adjutant had suffered a big loss at Yang Fei's hands.

At this moment, although hostilities had turned into a friendship, he still held a great wariness of Yang Fei.

On hearing this, Pi Gero's eyes immediately lit up.

The Erosioners being a large drug trafficking group, it wasn't strange for them to have hard currency like gold with their military forces.

And the quantity of gold was likely to be quite significant.

"But what?"

Pi Gero looked at his adjutant's expression, somewhat puzzled.

Mumbling, the adjutant looked at Yang Fei before he finally spoke.

"After our brothers found the gold, they were kicked out by Mr. Yang's men with punches and kicks."

"They assert that this batch of gold is their property, intercepted halfway by the Invaders' Legion and now it must be returned to its rightful owner."

Pi Gero inhaled sharply, unable to help but cast a glance at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei, cursing under his breath, turned and asked Mad Blade.

"Who is so impolite?"

"Even if the gold is ours, it's not like it'll disappear just by someone else taking a look at it."

"These guys are even beating up allies; they're really turning the world upside down."

Mad Blade almost laughed out loud.

The instructor was really sly as hell, openly calling it "our gold".

With this label slapped on, no matter how much gold there was, it all belonged to the Changfeng Squad now.

Mad Blade looked at Yang Fei's stern and serious face, and secretly gave him a thumbs-up.

"Yes, Instructor, I'll immediately look into it."

"We must have that person who hit others come out and apologize."

Pi Gero, listening to the two banter back and forth, nearly spat out blood.

These two bandits were clearly seizing the spoils of war but still managed to describe it beautifully.

However, when under someone else's roof, one must bow their head.

Pi Gero had witnessed the overwhelming combat power of the Changfeng Squad.

Even though he felt frustrated and angered inside, he dared not show it.

Instead, Pi Gero turned around and glared at his adjutant.

"How do you manage your brothers?"

"Did any of your brothers get greedy upon seeing the gold and offend Mr. Yang's men?"

The adjutant was speechless: "General, but that batch of gold was clearly…"

Pi Gero let out a fierce shout.

"Shut up, relay my orders, everyone is forbidden from approaching within three hundred meters of the Vault."

"Otherwise, they will be executed on the spot."

The adjutant, totally perplexed, looked at Pi Gero just to see him rapidly winking and signaling with his eyes.

Helplessly, the adjutant acknowledged the order and departed, downcast.

Yang Fei pathetically slapped Pi Gero on the shoulder.

"No worries, no worries, I know my men; not one of these rascals is simple."

"I'll have them make it up to you later; we are good brothers after all, and shouldn't spoil our relationship."

Pi Gero forced a smile and casually agreed.

Inside, he thought bitterly.

"There are only twenty of you after all; let's see how much you can carry."

In the middle of Hongmuzha Village, behind the only brick house, there was a storeroom.

The storeroom had just one iron door; not even a window was present, all sealed up very tightly.

Wang Wei and Shen Feng, together with five Changfeng Team Members, stood guard at the door.

Not far from the entrance, there was a makeshift position made of sandbags.

On the semi-circular position, a Big Viper Machine Gun was mounted.

Three hundred meters away, no less than a hundred soldiers surrounded the Vault.

Every one of them had the safety off their rifles.

The dark muzzles pointed at Wang Wei and Shen Feng.

Between the villages, there was a thick stench of gunsmoke.

The fires caused by the explosions continued to burn fiercely.

The atmosphere of the battlefield was extremely tense.

When Pi Gero arrived, cold sweat immediately broke out.

These soldiers became red-eyed at the sight of gold.

But they had no idea just how terrifying this gang of ferocious fiends could be.

If it really came to a fight, the first target Changfeng Squad would take out was Pi Gero.

Changfeng Squad was only twenty strong, outnumbered.

Even in a fight, Changfeng Squad might not necessarily win.

After all, Pi Gero's troops were numerous and powerful.

But Pi Gero knew.

No matter the outcome, it had nothing to do with him, because he was very likely to be sniped on the spot by the other side.

Indeed, as soon as Yang Fei saw the situation, he snorted through his nose.

He glanced at Pi Gero, intentionally or otherwise, and edged a little closer to him.

At this, not only did Pi Gero's forehead break out in sweat, but his entire body was also drenched in cold sweat.

He rushed over and berated a group of soldiers with fist and feet.

"What do you think you're doing, rebelling? Stand down immediately!"

The soldiers, who were green with gold envy, looked at each other, at a loss for words.

When had General Pi, who had always loved money like his own life, changed his nature to become so humble?

Under Pi Gero's intimidation, the group of soldiers dispersed, subdued.

Still, some glowered with red eyes from a distance.

Yang Fei walked over, laughing heartily, and wrapped his arm around Pi Gero.

"The General declares such noble intent, but I'm not one to be petty," he said.

"How about this, let's split the captured supplies from this operation, sixty-forty?"

"You get three, I take seven. You can't refuse, or else I'll be really angry."

"Damn, sixty-forty split?"

Pi Gero felt like crying.

In this battle, Pi Gero's men suffered heavy casualties.

Many wounded were waiting for this round of pension and Bounty.

The entire Changfeng Squad had only twenty members.

How could this shameless so-and-so even suggest such an outrageous split?

Pi Gero was so angry he began to gasp for air.

Before he could respond, he heard Yang Fei apologize profusely.

"You wouldn't want to do an eighty-twenty split, would you? How embarrassing that would be," he said.

"After all, this is your turf; it would be outrageous for us to take eighty percent..."

Pi Gero, dizzied by his shamelessness and shoulders thumped hard by him, exclaimed:

"Alright, eighty-twenty it is then, I've made you a friend."

"Just don't say you want ten percent, or else I'll really get mad..."

Thump!

Pi Gero, staggering and stumbling, fell to the ground, eyes rolling back, actually fainted from the anger Yang Fei caused.

Yang Fei shouted loudly, cradling Pi Gero in his arms.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Actually, taking ten percent, although it's a bit much, we're brothers after all, so it doesn't matter."

"What's wrong with you, wake up..."

Xiao Xuanya stood behind Yang Fei, holding her belly, struggling to suppress her laughter.

This son of a gun, always playing the good guy after taking advantage.

Who wouldn't faint from anger when encountering such a 'partner'?

Medical soldiers hurried up and carried Pi Gero away on a stretcher.

Yang Fei trotted after them, his mouth still shouting loudly.

"It's settled then, ninety-ten it is."

"Even if it means we lose out a bit, we'll accept it; after all, I consider you a brother."

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