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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!"

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Chapter 39 Evil Does Not Surpass the Human Heart

Feng Biao!

Yang Fei got a shock; wasn't this guy just arrested and taken to the hospital to recover from his injuries?

How did he end up here?

Yang Fei inwardly cursed his luck, as his internal injuries mysteriously flared up again.

If Feng Biao was out for revenge, that would be the end of his dear life.

As Yang Fei thought this, he didn't delay a bit, bearing the pain from his injuries, he rushed straight down to the first floor.

Strangely, after swallowing that Tiger Amber and practicing a bit of Extreme Tiger,

the burning sensation in his chest and abdomen started to subside a bit.

At least when running now, his vision didn't darken, and his body didn't feel completely exhausted anymore.

"It seems Old Silver Stick's Dharma Door is reliable; if I keep practicing like this, my internal injuries might heal, and my martial arts cultivation might fully recover," he muttered to himself, his spirits slightly lifted by the thought.