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

Three Swords didn't wait for him to finish; he hung up the phone.


"Ungrateful bastard, this son of a bitch!"


"Five years ago, he was still a penniless worker, unable to find a job after college."


"This bastard went up the mountain to seek Buddha and fainted at Fanlin Temple."


"Buddha Lord took pity on him and lifted him up by hand, and now he's grown a rebellious bone behind his head."


While Three Swords was talking to Yue Tianming.


Yang Fei lit a cigarette, quietly listened to the side, and said nothing.


Yan Wuxin, Qiu Yidao, and Five Ghosts Kings were all furious.


Qiu Yidao said fiercely, "If you ask me, we should go to Provincial City right now and kill this bastard."


"Humph, the lives in my hands are not limited to this one."


"Right, Brother Qiu, I'll go with you."


Yan Wuxin also clenched his fists, his teeth making a crunching noise.


But Meng Po looked at Yang Fei, "Everyone stop arguing, let's listen to Brother Fei."


Chapter 499: Caught in a Trap (Fourth Update)