Talking about Dreams over Boiled Wine

[Explosive and thrilling, read by thousands] He was the Magic Shadow Assassin, he was the King of Soldiers!
The favored son of a mysterious special forces unit, he lay low in the metropolis for a mission that could not be disclosed.
With a pair of iron fists, he fought through the Demons and Ghosts lurking in every dark corner.
With a Military Spike in his hand, he shattered the survival laws of the urban jungle.
I am the Warrior King of the jungle; in the city, I, too, am King.
The stunning landlady said, "Yang Fei, you scoundrel, pay up the eight hundred you owe me for the rent before you come here bragging!"

Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

In that instant, Mad Blade felt an icy chill at his throat, his skin breaking out in small goosebumps.


The killing intent of Big Spear cleaving through the air made his throat muscles deeply contract, leaving him unable to breathe.


Mad Blade shouted loudly, retreating with a backward leaping step like a Leopard.


However, the spear moved as fast as lightning, and it seemed that its tip was about to nail into Mad Blade's shoulder.


Yang Fei grabbed half a brick, using it as a shield, positioning it in front of Mad Blade.


A muffled sound was heard, Yang Fei's arm shook like it was electrocuted, his entire skeleton trembling.


Yet, the brick in his hand exploded into pieces by the impact of Big Spear.


The old man's figure flashed over like a flying bird.


He grabbed the handle of Big Spear, pulled it back, and the spear shaft quivered.


In the air, a cold light flickered, the old man's spear created dozens of spear shadows.


Chapter 188: The Veteran