At the end of the last sentence, Mad Blade laughed menacingly, his voice full of schadenfreude.

At the same time, he rubbed his fists together, "It's rare to see you down and out, today I'll definitely beat the yolk out of you."

Yang Fei sighed, pretending to be anxious.

"Surviving the Amazon battle was already lucky for me..."

"What, you want to kick a man when he's down?"

Mad Blade laughed heartily, looking roguish, "Yes, I do. What are you going to do about it?"

Zhang Lifang hadn't seen Mad Blade in years, and this unreliable brother of hers was now stripping down and about to fight Yang Fei the moment they met.

She was both angry and worried.

Zhang Lifang tugged at Mad Blade's sleeve, "Brother, stop it, come to my room first, let's talk."

"Sis, don't interfere, you don't know. This guy used to bully me in the army, especially my..."

"Anyway, it's time for revenge now."

Mad Blade shook off Zhang Lifang's hand.

He chuckled coldly, watching Yang Fei with a sidelong glance.

Yang Fei smirked, "Are you sure you can beat me?"

Mad Blade became furious, his fists cracking as he clenched them.

"I'm at least a Dark Force master, and I can't handle a little Mingjin rookie like you? Get down!"

As he spoke, he lunged forward like a fierce tiger crossing a mountain stream, covering two or three meters in a single bound, ending up right in front of Yang Fei.

His fist rushed forward, punching through the air like a rolling muffled thunder, heading straight for Yang Fei's head.

Judging by Mad Blade's stance, he had no intention of holding back, going all out without any hesitation.

"Brother, hold back."

"Yang Fei, dodge quickly, it's dangerous!"

Both women shouted in alarm.

Thanks to Mad Blade's punch, which they had witnessed, they were still trembling with fear.

If Yang Fei took a hit, his head might get smashed.

The women's cries hadn't even stopped when they heard a muffled grunt from Mad Blade.

Mad Blade's fist came to a sudden halt, his eyes almost popping out.

"Damn it, you're playing dirty again?"

Yang Fei's face was full of smugness, like that of a sneaky weasel.

"Go ahead, hit me, dare you?"

Turns out, in that split second, Yang Fei had swiftly squatted down.

His left index and middle fingers formed a hook, just ten centimeters away from Mad Blade's prized possessions.

Mad Blade went limp and withdrew his fist.

His rough, fierce face now showed an ingratiating expression.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Brother Fei, even though your Martial Arts Realm has dropped, why has your speed increased so much?"

Yang Fei showed off, slowly withdrawing his hand.

He boasted, "Among all martial arts, only speed is unbreakable. Haven't you heard that?"

Mad Blade nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Brother Fei's words contain profound martial wisdom that I've always admired."

Yang Fei laughed out loud, "Glad you know. Don't try to trick Brother Fei."

"Even if my realm has dropped, not just anyone can bully me, understand?"

As he spoke, he casually brushed the dust off his hands and lazily shrugged his shoulders.

But before he could finish speaking, they heard another loud grunt from Mad Blade, whose fist, the size of a clay pot, shattered the air as it headed for Yang Fei's head.

Yang Fei moved swiftly.

The next moment, Mad Blade froze, resembling a wooden statue.

He maintained his punching stance, but his face was filled with shock.

Yang Fei, in a fierce tiger pouncing pose, extended one hand like a Cloud Dragon Exploring Claw between Mad Blade's legs.

His claw, steady as a rock, was less than five centimeters away from Mad Blade's prized possessions.

Mad Blade looked like he had been hit by a Paralysis Spell, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

"Why has your speed become so fast?"

Yang Fei chuckled, winking teasingly, "So, do you admit defeat?"

Mad Blade slowly nodded, sighing, "I've never seen someone like you before, a monster. How can someone at Mingjin Earth Grade be faster than me?"

Yang Fei recalled his troubles and sighed as well.

He lamented, "You think I want this? Damn it, after practicing the Cultivation Technique Old Silver Stick gave me, the internal injuries might not flare up anymore."

"But my Essence Qi shrank tremendously, and my Martial Arts Realm dropped again and again, leaving me like this."

Having been humiliated twice, Mad Blade didn't dare to cause trouble anymore.

His face showed admiration, "There's definitely no problem with the Cultivation Technique Shou Jing Gong gave you."

"Let's not talk about anything else; it's worth it just for your speed, I can't catch up with you in my lifetime. Impressive."

The mention of this matter made Yang Fei's head ache, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Weren't you just promoted to Major? How come you have time to come to my shabby hotel?"

Mad Blade laughed heartily, "What Major? I don't care about that."

"As soon as you left, I submitted my transfer report. After all, I am your soldier. Wherever you go, I go."

His face, full of stubble, showed a smug expression, "Later on, guess what happened? The old leader refused to approve it, no matter what."

"The old leader even chuckled and said if I had the guts, I could be a deserter; if not, I should stay put in the army."

Yang Fei suddenly remembered what Zhang Lifang had said and frowned, "With your Demon Lord of Mayhem temper, you wouldn't become a deserter. You must have done something against regulations to get kicked out."

"Ha-ha, Brother Fei is wise. I've never liked Zhang Ning from the staff office."

"That annoying pretty boy always caused trouble for our Evil Dragon Squad, and he reported me every day."

"Damn it, did you hit Zhang Ning?"

Yang Fei was taken aback, feeling uneasy.

"Brother Fei, you're truly insightful. Just after leaving the leader's office, I turned the corner and ran into Zhang Ning."

"I went over and gave him a Heartbreaking Kick, swung my arm around, and slapped him with all my might. That feeling, unbeatable."

"Later, Zhang Ning reported me to the leader's office, and the leader, pressured by military regulations, had to refer me to the military court."

"The court sentenced me to six months' imprisonment. After six months, I broke out and came straight to you."

"Damn it, you fool, you're this stupid."

Yang Fei finally couldn't bear it anymore and cursed.

He was fuming, "No good, the entire Evil Dragon Special Combat Team was lost in the Amazon, and you are the last man standing."

"You've got to carry this flag high. If you also leave, the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team might be disbanded."

"Disbanded? Damn, that never crossed my mind..."

Mad Blade was dumbstruck.

However, he quickly snapped out of it, "Brother Fei, almost all our Evil Dragon Special Combat Team brothers were lost in the Amazon battle."

"I'm just one man; it's only a matter of time before the team is disbanded. I can't accomplish much alone."

"No, the Evil Dragon Special Combat Brigade is the soul force of Huaxia's Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions; it must not be disbanded."

Yang Fei cut him off, speaking resolutely.

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