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

The Mad Blade let out a hearty laugh, his figure suddenly leaping into the air.


He executed the Great Sage Stealing Peaches move, launching a sneak attack on the lower body of the White Dragon Envoy.


A sound similar to the bursting of a balloon was heard from the crotch area of the White Dragon Envoy.


The White Dragon Envoy let out a piercing scream of agony.


He landed on the ground, clutching that area, rolling back and forth.


Seeing such a tragic scene, even Yang Fei felt a twinge of discomfort.


"Mad Blade, can't you ever learn something proper?"


"Your methods are too vicious, too shameless."


"Sigh, from now on, stay away from me, I am ashamed of you."


The Mad Blade's powerful strike had completely exhausted all his strength.


Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.


However, he didn't care at all, feeling proud and laughing out loud.


"This bastard claims to be a god, I just had to see if he felt any pain."


Chapter 432: The Real Danger (Second Update)