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

"Pah! Do you think I'm a fool to just surrender and let you handle me as you please?"


The seven or eight men below all received their share of the spit, causing everyone to retreat.


The large rock in Yang Fei's hands seemed like it could smash down at any moment.


This precarious scene made everyone below dare not push their luck further.


The man dressed in Versace looked exceptionally displeased.


At the Mystic Hawk Pavilion, he was among the best of the Third Generation Disciples.


His Martial Arts were solid, having reached the Dark Energy Heavenly Grade.


Yet, the man's abilities were rendered useless by Yang Fei's rock, forcing him to bow his head.


Seeing Yang Fei standing high above with the geographical advantage, the man had to suppress his rage.


"You've trespassed on our forbidden grounds. Just come down obediently, and let's go to the Elders' Hall to explain yourself,"


Chapter 464: Yang Fei Pays Homage to the Mountain (19th Update)