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

Lord Dragon King struggled to lift his eyes, blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, yet his gaze remained extraordinarily calm.


"You bunch of monsters, do you really believe that you are the masters of this world?"


Her voice suddenly became extremely soft and crisp.


It sounded like the tinkling of spring water, indescribably pleasant and melodious.


Yang Fei almost bit off his own tongue.


How had Lord Dragon King's voice changed to that of An Zichen, that little beauty?


The others also had their mouths wide open, their faces filled with disbelief.


He had not expected that the person who had been his equal in battle for so long


"Ha ha, if Apollo, that fool, knew he had been beaten to a pulp by a woman."


"Guess, would he kill himself by running into a wall?"


His laughter, unrestrained and wild, carried a thick undertone of mockery.


Chapter 619: Rampage (Part 5)