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

Chijin nodded his head, his baby face gaining a look of respect that had been absent in his previous air of invincibility.


Following the etiquette of the Mortal World, he fist-palmed towards Yang Fei.


"Since that's the case, I will be waiting for you in front of Dragon King Hall on the first day of next month," he declared, handing Yang Fei a business card with an indifferent tone.


"I cannot tell you the location of Dragon King Hall."


"However, on the first day of next month, you contact this person, and he will arrange for you to get to Dragon King Hall."


Yang Fei took the business card and glanced at it.


To his surprise, the gilded card bore the print of a certain manager from the Zhonghai Jubao Basin Pawnshop. This piqued Yang Fei's curiosity.


Nonetheless, at this moment, Yang Fei couldn't very well ask for more details.


Having the business card and phone number, he would surely find the person.


Chapter 486: Willpower Shock (Second Update)