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 atmosphere in the hall had become like frozen ice, suffocating.


It took a moment before the Red Dragon Envoy came back to his senses.


"According to the information I have, Lord Dragon King's seclusion was not for the purpose of cultivating Martial Arts, but for healing his injuries."


"Moreover, the extent of his internal injuries is beyond imagination."


The Black Dragon Envoy and the Gold Dragon Envoy both felt uneasy.


The Gold Dragon Envoy sat up straight, putting down his crossed legs.


"More than the act of killing, I am concerned about the extent of Lord Dragon King's injuries."


"I dare say, as long as he retains a fraction of his strength, none of us would survive."


The Black Dragon Envoy nodded repeatedly, equally nervous.


"Lord Dragon King's Martial Arts have reached an enigmatic and profound Realm."


"Despite us claiming to be divine, we are but his servants."


"Who could possibly injure him? Could this be a trap set by Lord Dragon King?"


Chapter 589: Quick Fight, Quick Decision (Fifth Update)