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

Master Sanjian, in his life, rarely admired anyone else.


But at this moment, he greatly admired Ye.


Ye slowly wrapped a bandage around himself and chuckled bitterly.


"Chen Yu took me by surprise with a palm strike, shattering my internal organs."


"I am now incapable of fighting anyone; everything relies on you all to save yourselves."


Ye sat down, his back straight as a rod.


"At present, there are three plans: top, middle, and bottom. I will share them, and everyone can consider them."


Just at that moment, a rough and unrestrained voice came from the entrance of the hall.


"Where in the world is Ye? I have urgent business with him."


Everyone looked towards the entrance of the hall.


They saw Mad Blade, pushing aside the guards impatiently, and striding in with large steps.


Although Master Sanjian had retreated, he was still concerned about Yang Fei's whereabouts.


Chapter 603: Upper, Middle, and Lower Strategies