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

As he thought of these things, Chen Yu's teeth were grinding together audibly.


Everyone seated understood that Chen Yu's emotions were in a state of furious rage.


They all understood Chen Yu's feelings.


The counterattack against the Dragon King had been meticulously planned, flawless as seamless heavenly robes.


But just as they were about to execute the plan, that insignificant pest, Yang Fei, had turned everything upside down.


It was like two armies facing each other.


Victory was within their grasp, on the verge of assassinating the opposing general to secure a final triumph.


At this critical moment, some fool rushes out from behind one's own lines, throwing the entire army into chaos, tumbling men and horses alike.


Three Dragon Envoys fell at the hands of Yang Fei, and even Chijin was gravely wounded.


Chen Yu's side was quite simply at a disadvantage from the start, losing a great general.


Chapter 600: Undercurrents