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

Yang Fei supported her shoulders from behind, his voice very gentle.


"I should go in. Most of the classmates are actually quite nice."


Yang Fei nodded, just about to say something when he heard a male student's voice filled with surprise from behind.


Yang Fei and Liu Chan turned around to see a tall and thin male student had appeared behind them.


He was wearing an Armani casual suit, his hair styled in a slick back, possessing the look of a successful young entrepreneur.


Liu Chan nodded slightly, and turned her head, deftly wiping away the tear at the corner of her eye unnoticed.


The male student immediately came over with concern, reaching out to touch Liu Chan's cheek.


Liu Chan stepped back quickly, managing a forced smile.


"It's nothing, just some dust in my eye."


Chapter 440: Incompatible