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

Yang Fei howled strangely, scrambling to dodge.


"One, two, three, four, five, going up the mountain to beat the tiger, can't beat the tiger, beat the little squirrel instead."


"Stop hitting me, or I'm gonna use my ultimate move."


Pei Yong's palm strikes swept in like the wind, and had already chopped at Yang Fei's chest.


Yang Fei let out a strange yell, suddenly making a whooshing sound as he rolled off the recliner and lunged forward.


Pei Yong felt an unimaginable severe pain shooting up from below.


He couldn't help but grunt and clutched at his crotch.


It was Yang Fei who stole his peaches in a flash!


Hearing Pei Yong's agonized howl, the other four Dark Energy Masters were stunned.


Everyone never imagined that just in one round, Brother Yong would fall for such a sneaky trick.


Pei Yong was in so much pain that he almost fainted, his vision turning dark.


He pointed at Yang Fei with all the strength he could muster.


Chapter 575 This the F*ck is Going Against the Heavens (Fifth Update)