Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei timidly hid behind Xue Mingtai, making faces at An Zichen.

"Girls shouldn't always be talking about dismemberment."

"Remember my words, gentleness is a woman's greatest ultimate weapon."

An Zichen snorted, standing with her hands behind her back, ignoring Yang Fei.

Xue Mingtai saw that although Yang Fei was joking with An Zichen, his eyes were darting around as if he had another plan.

The Demon Emperor ran away, yet this guy didn't seem anxious, instead, he appeared confident and in control.

Xue Mingtai couldn't suppress a smile.

"Zichen, don't mind this guy, he must have a plan."

An Zichen said indifferently, "Even we have no solution, what could he possibly have?"

Though saying this, An Zichen still turned around and looked at Yang Fei coolly.

The Sword Emperor also paid close attention, caring a lot about the life of the Sword Emperor.

Yang Fei rolled his eyes at Xue Mingtai, shaking his head.

"There are too many good-looking faces, but too few interesting souls. Brother Mingtai, do you know how boring a gentleman can be?"

As he spoke, he took out his phone, opened an app terminal, and showed everyone.

On the phone screen appeared an electronic map, on which a red dot was blinking slightly.

Seeing this red dot, An Zichen widened her beautiful eyes, somewhat unbelieving.

"You actually planted a micro surveillance on the Demon Emperor?"

Xue Mingtai was also startled.

During such intense combat, at the brink of life and death, Yang Fei was able to plant a micro surveillance on the Demon Emperor?"

Yang Fei looked desperately at the two exceptional masters, sighing.

"Can you guys use your brains a little?"

"The Demon Emperor's Martial Arts Realm is so advanced that not even a feather or a mosquito could land on him without him knowing."

An Zichen had a flash of insight: "It's the Sword Emperor, your surveillance is on the Sword Emperor."

Yang Fei continued to roll his eyes.

"Foolish, the Sword Emperor's realm isn't as high as the Demon Emperor's, although he's heavily wounded, he's not easy to trick, keep guessing."

At this, he turned back, muttering carefully.

"No brains, that's why the chest is so big, big chest but no brain really makes sense."

An Zichen's hearing was extremely sharp.

Yang Fei's muttering was immediately heard by her, and her face instantly turned cold.

Xue Mingtai awkwardly smiled, turned around to look at the moon, pretending not to know.

An Zichen raised her smoke-like brows, bringing her palms together and slowly separating them.

A burst of Gang Qi appeared in her palm. At the same time, An Zichen said coldly, "Are you going to speak or not?"

Yang Fei playfully teased An Zichen a little, but he knew that the former Dragon King Hall's dominator was definitely not to be trifled with.

He shrugged, showing a face of helplessness.

"Alright, I'll tell you guys, the micro surveillance is in the Sword Emperor's scabbard."

"The Sword Emperor has been obsessed with his sword all his life. Even if he lost his..."

Xue Mingtai clicked his tongue in admiration.

"I never expected Brother Fei to set them up amid a fierce battle."

"Your kung fu is superb, and your cunning is even more remarkable."

Yang Fei smiled modestly, his expression calm.

"If you had pursued over twenty international magnificent outlaws, dangerous criminals, you'd do the same as I did."

An Zichen felt great admiration for Yang Fei, yet spoke without politeness.

"Less nonsense, quickly see where the Demon Emperor is?"

Yang Fei sighed: "I wish I knew."

"This micro camera is what I use for flirting, its functionality is pitifully weak, and its positioning ability is even worse."

"Currently, all I can tell is that the Demon Emperor and the Sword Emperor are still in Yannan and haven't left. I don't know their exact location."

An Zichen spat: "You bastard, using micro surveillance for flirting?"

"You're fearless of the heavens and the earth, but educated rogues are something to fear. You're utterly rotten."

Yang Fei roared with laughter, speaking with mock righteousness.

"To be a cultured rogue is my lifelong pursuit."

"It's a profession of high challenge, requiring the utmost purity of character. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"You...scoundrel!"

An Zichen's demeanor was noble, her mind serene and calm.

Yet whenever she encountered Yang Fei, she was so infuriated she couldn't stay calm, grinding her teeth threatening to erupt.

Xue Mingtai smiled slightly, waving to stop the nearly frantic An Zichen, his tone tranquil.

"Actually, this is already good enough, at least we know the Demon Emperor and Sword Emperor are still in Yannan."

"We can conduct a search within this area, while watching all stations, railway stations, and flight entrances."

Yang Fei shook his head: "Better not."

Xue Mingtai looked at Yang Fei in surprise: "Why?"

Yang Fei shook his head, seemingly wanting to retort.

However, seeing An Zichen's murderous glare, he swallowed his words back.

"Think about it, if in a public place, you randomly capture the Demon Emperor and the Sword Emperor, how much harm would it cause to the public?"

"These two, at this moment, are extremely dangerous violent criminals."

"If they recklessly decide to go down fighting, no one can control the situation's development."

"Even if we catch the Sword Emperor and the Demon Emperor, many innocent people would be injured or killed."

An Zichen frowned: "Then what do you suggest?"

Yang Fei looked at the red dot on the phone screen, smiling slightly.

"To capture people like this, it's best to let them escape to desolate wilderness, unoccupied forests."

At this, his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

"So, I plan to detain them within the national borders."

An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, and the Sword Emperor nodded.

Yang Fei extended his hand.

"Come, for the sake of catching these two guys."

An Zichen extended her hand, which was immediately grasped by Yang Fei.

He tickled her palm with his little finger, clicking his tongue in admiration.

"Zichen, your skin is so fair and tender, what cosmetics are you using?"

An Zichen's eyebrows stood on end, suddenly reaching to strangle Yang Fei's throat.

Yang Fei let out a playful oh, flipping backward with a series of somersaults, grinning from ear to ear.

"Do you think you're the first woman who wants to throttle me?"

The Sword Emperor and Xue Mingtai exchanged wry smiles.

An Zichen relentlessly chased after Yang Fei, charging forward.

Behind the Red Leaf Villa, three or four isolated, abandoned warehouses sat, the iron gates locked with rusty padlocks.

It was clear that no one had cleaned here in a long time.

Not only was dust piled up, but even the eaves were covered with green moss, and the bushes grew dense.

However, Chen Xingzhu, dressed in a violet gown and carrying a travel bag, had come here.

Her high heels clicked on the moss as she opened the iron gate and slipped inside.

Inside the warehouse was a pile of clutter.

Chen Xingzhu brushed aside a pile of rice sacks and similar debris, revealing a dark iron plate.

Chen Xingzhu opened the iron plate, revealing a dark square hole with a makeshift iron ladder.

Chen Xingzhu lifted her gown and descended into the basement.

The basement was about twenty or so square meters, surrounded by concrete and steel.

The air inside wasn't stuffy, indicating a good ventilation system.

On a makeshift bed lay the severely injured Sword Emperor.

Professor Chen held a Silver Needle, carefully performing acupuncture and massage on him.