After bombarding a large group of young masters with his tirade,
Brother Ba Liang finally stepped out of the car with a swagger.
"Master, Master!" Yang Ya'er rushed over.
"How about it, isn't my dashing look impressive?" Chen Ba Liang smugly took off his sunglasses and blew on them.
Hmm, need a cigarette. On a dark and windy night, having Xiao Xin Xin light one for me, and then blowing out a cloud of smoke with gusto—that scene would be amazing!
"Definitely impressive! Haha!" Yang Ya'er responded, then pulled a stack of papers with handprints on them from her pocket.
"Here!" Yang Ya'er said.
"What the hell is this?" Chen Ba Liang asked, puzzled.
Seeing her strange expression, Chen Ba Liang snatched the papers from Yang Ya'er.
Holy crap! This is an IOU!
Let me look again! Oh my go
