Extraordinary Demon King Soldier

"Oh my god, she kissed him, just went ahead and kissed him like that?"

"Miao Feng, my goddess, how could you just kiss him? Wasn't it supposed to be a toast with tea instead of wine?"

"Exactly, we didn't tell you to thank him like this!"

Watching as Miao Feng's small lips touched Ye Qiu's face, the students went wild, howling one after another.

Even those who were jeering earlier started to slap themselves fiercely.

Damn it, why do we say random things for nothing?

Ye Qiu didn't even insist on a thank you, why pressure Miao Feng?

A tea toast was agreed upon, how did it become a kiss...

Faced with the students' wails, Miao Feng blushed intensely, her face burning like fire, she tightened her grip on Ye Qiu's hand and whispered, "Isn't this how it's done in movies?"

"In movies, they kiss lips, not cheeks," a boy shouted desperately.

"Huh?" Miao Feng looked nervously at Ye Qiu, overwhelmed and unsure what to do.

"Let's just eat…" Ye Qiu laughed, unable to cry, and chose to ignore the group of students, focusing on his food.

The student who shouted earlier was dragged out by a group of boys and "thoroughly beaten".

While everyone was excited, not far away in an alley.

A few hooligans with brightly colored hair gathered together.

The lead, Brother She, glared at the group eating barbecue with anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.

After a few seconds of silence, a little thug suddenly said to Brother She, "Brother She, that's definitely the guy who beat us up that night. The girl is here too. We can't let them go this time!"

"Yeah, we can't let them go, they must pay!"

"Brother She, lead us over there and let's beat them up!"

The other little thugs urged him on.

"Shut up, all of you!" Brother She hissed, clenching his fist tightly, speaking through gritted teeth, "You think I don't want to teach that guy a lesson? I do too! But you all saw it, that guy took me down immediately.

Damn it, I'm trained, normally I can take on ten or twenty people, yet he knocked me down in an instant. If we go up there, we'll all end up laid out by him in less than half a minute!"

"Then what do we do?"

"Are we just going to let him go?"

"If we don't make him pay, how can we keep our reputation?"

Brother She's little followers were just as unwilling.

Brother She hung his head, face dark, hesitating for a while before saying through clenched teeth, "Of course, we can't just let him go like that, otherwise, how do we maintain our reputation? But this time we have to be smart."

"Brothers, come back with me to get weapons, no matter how skilled he is, he's afraid of knives. If fists can't win, we'll hack him to death!"

Saying that, Brother She turned and left.

The other thugs exchanged looks and quickly followed.

Five minutes later, Brother She returned with his gang, this time each with a shiny machete in hand.

However, before they could even reach the barbecue stand, they were dumbfounded.

Ye Qiu and his group had long since finished eating and dispersed.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Staring at the empty barbecue stand, Brother She stomped his feet in rage, his face turning green, "Damn it, today you're lucky, but don't think you're off the hook. I swear to God, don't let me find you!"

...

After parting ways with Miao Feng and the others, Ye Qiu didn't return to his residence but hurried to the military district.

Soon, he arrived at the district's research institute.

"Demon King, why have you come here suddenly?" the person in charge of the institute asked in surprise.

Ye Qiu didn't waste words, directly taking out the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance and handing it over, "Obtained this gem tonight by accident. See if you can research a more powerful potion."

"This…"

Seeing the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance in Ye Qiu's hand and hearing his words, the person in charge almost spat out blood.

Goddammit!

This is at least two to three hundred-year-old Dragon's Saliva Fragrance, something priceless outside, yet you say you got it by accident.

Trying not to piss people off, huh!

Stunned for nearly half a minute, the person in charge took a deep breath, "The Demon King is indeed the Demon King, I never expected you could obtain such an essential Treasure Medicine."

As he spoke, he took the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance to special equipment to inspect it closely.

This time, the person in charge was so shocked he almost fainted, "This... this is like a dream, I underestimated this piece of Dragon's Saliva Fragrance; it's at least... at least over three hundred years old!

"Demon King, you're right. With this Dragon's Saliva Fragrance, we can definitely research a more powerful potion."

As he spoke, the person in charge's hands trembled violently.

No wonder, in his decades of research, he'd never seen such precious material!

"Then I'll trouble you!" Ye Qiu, too, was a bit excited, eagerly anticipating what kind of potion would be developed from the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance.

Just as he was about to leave, the person in charge suddenly recalled something, immediately grabbing his arm and excitedly said, "Don't go, don't rush off, give me the Golden Potion you have.

"If combined with that Golden Potion, it can maximize the effect of the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance!"

"Here you go!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Ye Qiu handed over the Golden Potion.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Jiangnan Airport.

Sima Gong, waiting at the arrival gate for nearly an hour, suddenly rushed out excitedly to greet a young man, "Cui Zhiyu, welcome to Huaxia."

"Hmm." Cui Zhiyu nodded slightly, a hint of arrogance in his eyes, exuding an overbearing aura.

Of course, he had reason to be proud.

Cui Zhiyu is a renowned figure in South Korea, the national champion of the Taekwondo competition!

A famous Taekwondo expert!

Even though Sima Gong is a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, he is no match for Cui Zhiyu!

"Everyone, it's too late today. Let me take you to your accommodations, meals are prepared, and there are young and beautiful girls. I guarantee everyone will be satisfied!"

Sima Gong bent over flatteringly with a sycophantic smile towards Cui Zhiyu, like a servant.

"Hmm, well done."

Cui Zhiyu nodded in satisfaction, but suddenly frowned, noticing a scar on Sima Gong's face, "You have a wound on your face, were you beaten, by whom?"

"A guy named Ye Qiu tried to steal my woman and beat me up…"

Sima Gong gnashed his teeth; having his woman taken and getting beaten was humiliating, but after saying it, he was excited.

Experience told him that since Cui Zhiyu asked about it, he would definitely help.

By then, wouldn't Ye Qiu be as good as dead?

Sure enough, as soon as Sima Gong finished speaking, Cui Zhiyu smirked, "Don't worry, you're my friend, I won't let you suffer. I'll find a chance to avenge you, make that Ye Qiu kneel and apologize to you."