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

This guy's trousers were swept away by the stream, but he remained nonchalant with a grin from ear to ear.


An Zichen couldn't see any embarrassment or shyness on his face.


Such thick skin truly broadened An Zichen's horizons.


With a splash, An Zichen shot out of the pool.


Countless droplets rose behind her, forming a colorful rainbow in the spray.


Yang Fei exclaimed loudly, "How beautiful, hey, beauty where are you going?"


Amid his calls, An Zichen had already gone far away, her figure no longer in sight.


This holy lady, didn't she see the depth of this brother's roots, and felt the stirrings of spring in her heart?


He thought to himself with a gleam in his eyes.


All of a sudden, Yang Fei remembered something and let out an "ouch."


He looked down at the treasure in his underpants.


With all the fire and water these past few days, this double whammy hadn't injured his little brother, had it?


Chapter 610: Really Unspeakable