Chapter 792 - 768:
"No way!" Liu the Tyrant immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Chen, I’m fine, really fine. It’s just a leg, right? Can’t I still use crutches?"
"This is the decision of all of us!" Ye Chen’s tone grew much heavier. In fact, Ye Chen hadn’t sought everyone’s approval; he was making the decision alone. He didn’t want Liu the Tyrant to get into trouble, so retirement was the only way out. After a successful retirement, Liu the Tyrant could spend his days gardening and living a leisurely life, without the need to continue taking up arms on the battlefield.
"Then I’d rather die!" Liu the Tyrant struggled to climb up from the head of the bed and said, "What’s the point of living if I’m not with you guys? Brother Chen, I’m a warrior. If you take away my weapons, how can I still be a warrior?"
"Even warriors have their day of retirement!" Ye Chen looked at Liu the Tyrant.
"But not today!" Liu the Tyrant gritted his teeth.
"With one leg gone, according to the rules of the Heavenly Reversal Gang, you should retire early. It is not just a benefit for the brothers but also ironclad discipline!" Ye Chen glared at Liu the Tyrant and said, "Otherwise, how would you educate the others if you returned to the ranks?"
Ye Chen’s words crushed any hope Liu the Tyrant had. It seemed Brother Chen was determined to have him retire early. Liu the Tyrant sat on the windowsill, looking out in despair. He took a deep breath and said, "Then I’d rather die with regrets!"
As he spoke, he was ready to jump down. If it wasn’t for his missing leg, he would have probably jumped. Li Tieniu dashed forward like an arrow, grabbed Liu the Tyrant, and beat him furiously, cursing, "You dumbass! We’re all outstanding soldiers from Second Artillery. How can you seek death so easily? Are you still a warrior? Are you still a soldier who walked off the battlefield?"
"My life has no meaning anymore!" Liu the Tyrant cried out loud, saying, "If you won’t let me stay with the Heavenly Reversal Gang, just let me die with regrets!"
Everyone listening to Liu the Tyrant’s cry, which sounded like a drake’s, couldn’t help but lower their heads. They saw their own futures in him, wondering if they too would retire one day like Liu the Tyrant?!