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

The Horse-Faced Man licked his lips and walked up to Xiao Xuanya.


He didn't even spare Yang Fei a glance.


"Miss, our Third Master quite appreciates you, please come over and have a chat," he said.


His eyes, lustfully squinting, fixed on Xiao Xuanya's towering features.


His gaze seemed to be drilling straight into her neckline.


Xiao Xuanya chuckled softly, her body rippling like water waves.


Her perfect curves made all the men stare in a trance.


She gave Yang Fei a look and her fingers nimbly pressed on Yang Fei's shoulder.


"That might not be too good, our young master wouldn't be pleased."


The Horse-Faced Man glanced at Yang Fei with contempt.


"No worries, your young master will be happy. If he's not, I'll break his legs," he said.


Upon hearing this, Yang Fei's eyes popped open and he slammed the table.


The corners of the Horse-Faced Man's mouth split open, revealing his yellowed teeth, a truly ferocious sight.


Chapter 574: Does It Really Hurt That Much?