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

Feng Cai'er returned to her old home, feeling exceptionally content.


She didn't even bother to greet Yang Fei as she got out of the car and rushed to the front door to knock.


As Feng Cai'er called out, she knocked on the door using the brass knocker on the heavy red copper door.


Feng Cai'er, caught off guard, almost stumbled in.


A big man with a towering figure and an imposing aura walked out.


As he walked, he cursed back into the house without turning around.


"Old Coffin Nugget, I've already decided anyway."


"It's even better if you don't sign the contract; you won't get a penny."


Several gift boxes flew out from inside the house.


Two bottles of Luzhou Laojiao smashed onto the stone steps.


The bottles shattered, and the liquor spilled everywhere.


An aged yet loud voice carried outside the gate.


"You beast, take your things and get lost."


Chapter 449: A Few Big Slaps on the Ear (Fourth Update)