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

Cui Xiang chuckled, his small eyes blinking shrewdly.


"Brother Fei, after we parted last time, I went to Zhonghai to find my nephew."


"But Zhonghai is a big city, and I spent all my money. Can you help me out..."


Yang Fei drew a sharp breath and slammed the table.


"How the hell did you manage to waste so much money?"


"I transferred you a million last time. It's only been a little over a month and you blew it all?"


Cui Xiang looked at Yang Fei honestly, "Yeah, is there a problem with that?"


Seeing this guy having no concept of money, Yang Fei could barely contain his anger.


"I'm not lending you more. If you block my door with your stone statue again, I'll make you regret it."


Cui Xiang looked pitifully at Yang Fei.


"Brother Fei, how about I sell myself to you, would that work?"


Yang Fei was taken aback and then erupted in rage.


"I warn you, don't sully my good name."


"I'm a real man, not into men. My preferences are very normal."


Chapter 817: Half-step Danjin