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

He took out many mountain climbing tools from his backpack.


Safety ropes, steel cables with iron claws, and professional climbing shoes.


The dwarf put on the climbing shoes and equipped various professional tools.


Everyone watched as the dwarf's figure climbed higher and higher.


Feng Cai'er lifted her head, watching the dwarf climb to the middle of the cliff, feeling worried for him.


Yang Fei lazily blew a breath into her ear. 


"Don't be afraid, this dwarf has some tricks up his sleeve, he won't fall to his death."


Feng Cai'er sighed softly and whispered. 


"I really don't understand these people."


"Why are they so reckless? Just for a nebulous legend?"


"Men die for wealth, birds die for food."


"They're not here for some legend, but for ten million."


Chapter 461 Footprints (16th Update)