Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei bullied Old Maozi for not being cultured; this couplet is a classic one.

Qin, Se, Pipa, and Lute correspond to the four classical musical instruments of Huaxia, with eight "King" characters for radicals, requiring wordplay and artistic conception, only Great Confucians can connect.

Someone like Lv Changqing, at such a juvenile level, hasn't even heard of it and can only stare dumbly at Yang Fei, speechless.

Though Susu was reserved and elegant, she was still amused by Yang Fei's prank, smiling gently.

The rest of the students all looked at Yang Fei with admiration, no wonder Professor Susu treated him differently, he truly had some skills.

Lv Changqing's eyes almost popped out, pondering hard.

His forehead was wrinkled like a Shar-Pei, immersed, ignoring Yang Fei and Susu.

Yang Fei stopped bothering this guy and turned to say goodbye to Susu.

"Don't worry, this guy won't bother you until he's out of his rut, haha."

Susu smiled with her lips pressed together, giving him a deep look.

"Brother Yang, have you really not remembered anything from before?"

For some reason, Yang Fei felt a profound meaning in Susu's eyes.

He was taken aback, sighed, "Yes, I can't remember anything, it's quite troubling."

Susu made an "oh" sound, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, then bowed to Yang Fei.

"Well, goodbye then, hopefully next time brother Yang will have remembered."

After Susu finished speaking, she turned and left.

Yang Fei, with sharp eyes, noticed Susu's face was slightly flushed, a bit surprised.

Why is this beauty blushing out of nowhere?

Dan Dan came up from behind Yang Fei, pulling his hand.

"Boss, stop looking, she's long gone."

Yang Fei muttered: "A man with a smirk isn't good, a woman blushing is thinking of her husband, who could make Susu blush like that?"

Dan Dan rolled his eyes behind Yang Fei, raising a big middle finger at him.

The next morning, Yang Fei left Dan Dan at the apartment and headed back to report at the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions.

Still the same drab barbed wire walls, with more tiles fallen off the iron gate.

Such a bleak scene contrasted sharply with the soldiers coming and going.

Every soldier passing through had a fierce aura, eyes filled with killing intent.

Unlike regular soldiers, Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions are S-level Special Forces, nearly all these soldiers have real combat experience.

Without having blood on your hands, you'd be embarrassed to call yourself a soldier of Hidden Dragon.

Yang Fei approached the gate, about to present his documents, when four sentries saluted him simultaneously.

Yang Fei was startled, then chuckled: "What, do you guys know me?"

A somewhat youthful warrior straightened up, speaking loudly.

"Report leader, General Wu Yuanzhong stated that Evil Dragon Yang Fei can enter Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions anytime, in any situation without showing documents; it's the home of any Evil Dragon Soldier King."

Yang Fei felt a bit warm inside, sighed, and muttered.

"That old geezer, knowing I'm soft-hearted, yet pulling this trick, now I'm too embarrassed to resign."

In fact, the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team hasn't been disbanded, remaining in standby mode, neither canceling its designation nor replenishing personnel.

Currently, the only personnel officially on duty are Yang Fei and Fan Yi.

Even Mad Blade was temporarily suspended due to fighting.

Yet Wu Yuanzhong insisted on retaining the Evil Dragon Soldier King's setup while refusing to enlist new recruits, dragging things on like this.

Yang Fei took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower, distributing the cigarettes to the sentries.

All four sentries excitedly thanked Yang Fei like it meant something.

Yang Fei took out a lighter, lighting it for the four.

The young warrior, stingily put the Yellow Crane Tower into his pack, took out another cigarette to light.

He chuckled, "This is the Chief Instructor's cigarette, I can't bear to smoke it, I'll show off back at the barracks."

Yang Fei spat, messily ruffling his hair.

"Show off my ass, I'm not a leader, currently just a lone soldier."

The young warrior awkwardly chuckled, "Anyway, I think the Chief Instructor is awesome."

"Besides the two leaders in Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, everyone respects the Chief Instructor."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, letting go of the young warrior, he strode inside.

"Haven't heard such unique flattery in ages, I'll bring you a pack of Yellow Crane Tower next time."

Saying so, he waved to everyone and entered the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions.

At Hidden Dragon Headquarters office, boss Wu Yuanzhong and Commissioner Dai Jili were worried, when suddenly they heard a loud shout outside.

"Report, Evil Dragon Special Combat Team Chief Instructor Yang Fei reporting!"

Wu Yuanzhong shivered at this, quickly stowed away a bottle of Supreme, tucked it in the rear of the bookshelf.

He looked around and tucked a bottle of special edition Maotai in behind the shelf.

Dai Jili watched amusedly as Wu Yuanzhong looked like he was trying to prevent fire, theft, or Yang Fei, shaking his head.

Wu Yuanzhong tidied a bit, then raised his voice.

"Come in."

Yang Fei pushed open the door, smiling as he saluted the two officers: "Hello, officers."

Wu Yuanzhong and Dai Jili returned the salute as Yang Fei sniffed suddenly.

"What's that smell, could it be the legendary special edition Maotai?"

His nose seemed as sensitive as a dog's, deeply sniffing the aroma.

Then he bypassed Wu Yuanzhong and Dai Liji, effortlessly pulling out a bottle of special Maotai from behind the shelf.

Wu Yuanzhong was flabbergasted: "Kid, you found even this?"

"I've only got this bottle left, blood pressure's gotten serious, your aunt's strict, had to bring it to the office."

Yang Fei laughed heartily: "Old Lady Wu, you're really stingy, just a bottle of liquor, if you're not well then don't drink it."

Saying so, he found three large mugs, broke the seal on the Maotai, pouring it out like it was water.

Wu Yuanzhong's eyes widened, heart aching, gasping repeatedly.

"Kid, take it easy on drinking my liquor, leave me some."

In the room, the fragrance of liquor was overflowing, Yang Fei and Dai Jili clinked glasses, drinking together.

Yang Fei downed at least half in one go, looked at Wu Yuanzhong's sullen face, turned and laughed.

"Leader, if you're not well, why not skip it, I'll drink for you."

Wu Yuanzhong was startled, quickly picked up his mug.

"Nonsense, you dare touch my liquor, I'll fight you."

"Why, I'm not some tycoon, no need for you to come redistribute the wealth."

Dai Jili and Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Every time Yang Fei reported to headquarters, Wu Yuanzhong's stash would somehow be siphoned off by Yang Fei, couldn't hide it no matter what.

After the three drank, Wu Yuanzhong's expression turned serious.

"Yang Fei, it's good you came, I happen to have orders for you."