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

Finally, the cruise ship docked, revealing a quaint little harbor.


However, the cruise ship's draft was too deep to approach the harbor directly.


Everyone had to descend onto dinghies to reach the shore.


At the harbor pier, a long line of vehicles awaited the visitors.


Yang Fei noticed that on both sides of the pier stood two sentry posts.


The sentries were on duty, but hidden on the inner side of the road was a bunker.


The bunker was disguised as a garbage house.


If someone tried to forcefully land here,


the weapons from one bunker and two sentry posts could make the landing disastrous for the intruders.


It was clear that the military preparedness on Dragon Island was not to be taken lightly.


But Yang Fei only glanced at the sentry and could not help but feel a sudden shock of alarm.


However, the occasional flash of a blade-like gaze in his eyes,


revealed an iron-blooded scent that only comes with countless battles.


Chapter 583: Heritage