Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Qin Xianfei spotted Yang Fei immediately and froze.

Her dignified phoenix eyes narrowed: "Is that you?"

Yang Fei shrugged helplessly, with a wry smile: "Seems like it."

Qin Xianfei suddenly swung a slap at Yang Fei.

"What did you do to me in the office?"

Qin Xianfei is a skilled martial artist.

Although she didn't use Essence Qi, her slap had more strength than most men.

Yang Fei curled his body, skillfully dodging Qin Xianfei's slap despite seeming disheveled.

"What's wrong, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qin Xianfei blushed, at a loss for words.

Her negative emotions were completely relieved under Yang Fei's guidance, allowing her to sleep comfortably on the sofa.

This was one of the few high-quality sleeps Qin Xianfei had in nearly a year.

However, once she fell asleep, she had a dream that was difficult for her to share as a lady.

Upon waking, some parts of her body underwent strange changes, causing Qin Xianfei to suspect something.

Qin Xianfei had absolute confidence in her appearance and figure.

She didn't expect to fall asleep under hypnosis by a stranger.

Moreover, after waking, she felt strangely relaxed and some parts of her body reacted oddly.

All these signs made Qin Xianfei highly suspect she had fallen into this guy's trap.

Did he do something to her after she fell asleep?

The thought of that sneaky guy possibly acting in an empty office left Qin Xianfei both embarrassed and angry.

She initially planned to confront Yang Fei at work the next day.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Yang Fei here.

Almost subconsciously, she swung a slap.

Qin Xianfei paused, and Yang Fei thought it was incredulous: "Why are you here?"

Wen Xiaoxiao rushed over, giggling.

"Sister Fairy Consort, don't be angry. Big Brother Yang is a good person; he's agreed to stay with me."

"Why don't you ask Big Brother Yang to let you stay too?"

At that moment, Yang Fei suddenly understood, eyes widening as he looked at Qin Xianfei.

"So, you also live here?"

Yang Fei couldn't comprehend why someone like Qin Xianfei would live in a rental.

Qin Xianfei snorted.

"Is it not allowed? Are you the guy evicting everyone, truly not a good person."

Yang Fei laughed: "Well then, let's have a good talk."

"I'm the owner here now, you're unwelcome here. Take the breach fee and leave."

Qin Xianfei sneered contemptuously: "So you're kicking me out?"

Her eyes narrowed again, revealing a chilly coldness.

"Fine, then you don't need to go to work tomorrow; just pack up and leave."

Yang Fei paused, then gave a bitter smile: "Is that a threat?"

Qin Xianfei didn't even look at Yang Fei, her voice stiff: "Yes."

Yang Fei took a deep breath and suddenly smiled.

"Meeting is fate, gathering makes us friends, let's talk nicely."

Qin Xianfei glared at Yang Fei.

"Who's your friend? Just tell me, yes or no?"

"Sure!"

This time, Yang Fei agreed crisply.

Wen Xiaoxiao cheered: "Great, I have company now, no need to worry about trouble!"

As she spoke, suddenly with a pop, an anti-wolf electric gun dropped from Wen Xiaoxiao's pocket.

Yang Fei's eyes widened, Qin Xianfei coldly watched both Yang Fei and Wen Xiaoxiao, silent.

Wen Xiaoxiao squatted embarrassedly, picked up the electric baton with a mischievous smile.

"Big brother, I'm just a girl; the world is so dangerous, you see..."

Yang Fei sighed, grabbed his suitcase and returned to his room.

He felt like inviting trouble.

The previously decided four rooms now were occupied by two sticky beauties.

Yang Fei had no choice but to practice martial arts on the terrace.

After dark, Yang Fei changed out of his uniform, grabbed a taxi and roamed the city.

He needed to quickly familiarize himself with the city.

Sanhai City is the first modern city to emerge in Huaxia.

In the thirty years since reform and opening up, Sanhai City's economy grew rapidly.

It's almost comparable to international metropolises like Zhonghai and the Capital City.

The taxi driver, an enthusiastic young man, introduced local customs to Yang Fei while driving.

Thinking Yang Fei was a tourist, he detailed Sanhai City's famous spots.

Yang Fei worried, trying to find traces of the Demon Emperor here seemed impossible.

Finding the Demon Emperor required delving into the Underworld.

Listening to the driver's enthusiastic introductions, Yang Fei inserted a question.

"What's some good entertainment in Sanhai City?"

The driver paused, glanced at Yang Fei, his eyes showing a knowing smile.

"Looking for beauties, huh? Sanhai's beauties are top-notch; with money, you can find any stunning beauty."

The two sleazy men laughed.

Yang Fei pretended to be timid.

"But is it safe? I'm not afraid of police, at most it's detention and fines."

"But running into people from the street would be risky."

The driver patted his chest.

"You asked the right person; I'm not just a taxi veteran, but a veteran in this line of work."

"In Sanhai, just don't offend the Four Great Gates; anything else is fine."

Yang Fei was intrigued, handed a cigarette to the driver: "What are the Four Great Gates?"

The driver lowered his voice, gently explaining.

"Facing Heaven Gate, Yama Gate, Sea Gate, and Qingmen, collectively known as the Four Great Gates."

"The four gates have almost gone legit; many reputable companies operate under them, holding at least forty percent of Sanhai's economy."

"But the Four Gates transitioned from ancient Mortal World organizations before liberation, bad habits die hard; provoking them brings endless trouble."

Speaking thus, the driver glanced outside, seemingly wary of others hearing.

"Though the Four Great Gates aim to reform, a hundred years of habits aren't easily eliminated."

"Their members often cause trouble, and half of Sanhai's criminal cases involve the Four Great Gates."

Yang Fei was curious: "They're so powerful; why don't the police care?"

The driver sighed: "How could they?"

"They're wealthy and influential, owning so many companies that the nation's taxes from them are incalculable."

"If touched, it would disrupt Sanhai's market order and economic system; the common people suffer."

Yang Fei nodded, agreeing.

The driver chuckled softly again.

"Besides, not everyone in the Four Gates is bad."

"Some, despite being born in the Four Gates, have clean records, running legitimate businesses, donating billions to charity annually."

"The Government Office has wise people, won't trouble them."

Finally, the driver laughed heartily.

"Such national matters aren't for us to worry about."

"Earlier, you said you wanted to find beauties?"

Yang Fei shook his head: "Listening to you, I'm scared; better go back."

The driver spat, scornfully eyeing Yang Fei.

"Afraid of your wife, just admit it; why cover it up?"

Yang Fei smiled wryly: "You got it right."

"I married a bunch of tigers, each devours without leaving bones; think I dare make moves?"

Listening to this nonsense, the driver laughed heartily, turned the car around.