Chapter 628 - 609:
A grand banquet; a joyful banquet; a banquet that delighted everyone.
Ye Chen, the Eight Hidden Generals, and all the little brothers of the Heavenly Reversal Gang were completely drunk. In the end, not a single one of them was able to walk out; almost all of them crawled out. The leadership of the Heavenly Reversal Gang was now firmly established. Everyone felt happy, although Ye Chen repeatedly admonished them not to be arrogant and to remain calm. Yet, when it really reached the hearts of each little brother, it was completely different. Everyone walked out with their heads held high and chests puffed out, their spirit undoubtedly extraordinary.
In Jianghuai City, the Four Heavenly Kings and their little brothers also wildly celebrated, each carrying a joyous sensation. Deep in their hearts, they held a profound veneration for the Heavenly Reversal Gang and Brother Chen; they loved the Heavenly Reversal Gang and they loved Brother Chen.
On the same day, celebrations were happening in multiple places including Qinghai, Yunnan, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Jianghuai City, Tongzhou City, Jinzhou City, Taipei... These were internal feasts of the Heavenly Reversal Gang. Unintentionally, the Heavenly Reversal Gang, once a small sapling, had finally spread its branches and grown. From a young sapling to a towering tree, its roots had spread throughout the land of China, using its branches and leaves to protect every citizen of Huaxia.
After three and a half years of development, neither long nor short, the gang had grown from the initial two hundred people to tens of thousands today; so much effort and sweat had been required. The original two hundred had mostly died on the battlefield. The remaining ones had all become leaders in various places. They had gradually developed into the backbone and loyal members of the Heavenly Reversal Gang.
When everyone was inebriated, Ye Chen alone stood atop the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, looking over the beautiful Shanghai Beach. It was said that countless tragic and beautiful love stories had been enacted here.
Ye Chen held a cigarette in his hand, gazing distantly at the splendid lights. He took a deep drag of his cigarette, then exhaled, "Xiao Ruo, where are you? Do you know I’m thinking of you?"
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In the United States, on a street in New York, a stunning figure walked ahead, followed by a small white dog. On the dog’s back, you could vaguely see the words "I am a dog" that Ye Chen had put there. The little dog seemed very listless, just like someone weary from smoking opium.
"Little Yezi, hurry up!" The stunning woman ahead wore sunglasses and chestnut wavy hair draped over her shoulders, dressed in a Chanel coat and slim-fitting pants. She looked exceedingly tall, her white blouse under the coat stretched by her curves.
"Arf, arf!" The little dog seemed quite dissatisfied, barking a few times.
"Hurry up, or I’ll leave you here on the street and not care about you anymore!" Li Ruo huffed.