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Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

[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!"

Talking about Dreams over Boiled Wine · War
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Chapter 170: Overestimating Oneself

"Okay, let's go one more round; it's not about the money."

"Damn it, I can't sleep at night until I beat him."

Yang Fei's arrogant provocation completely infuriated Brother Song.

It wasn't just about standing up for Fang Tang anymore.

The result of the race was now about the face and dignity of this group of rich young masters.

The third round of racing started quickly, with the stakes still at ten million.

Unfortunately, Song Pin lost miserably again.

This time it was a bit closer, he lost by only 0.0004 seconds.

Brother Song watched as Yang Fei, with a thieving grin, took the ten-million yuan check from his hands, nearly driving him insane.

Damn it, just 0.0004 seconds short, and I've lost another ten million.

Having lost thirty million in a row, Brother Song felt completely weak.

This was at least the profit of two quarters for the corporate group under his name.

If people found out he used corporate funds for gambling and reported it to the board of directors.