Yang Fei smiled and said blandly, "So Director Zhang is a brother of the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions. My apologies."

Zhang Shide raised his eyes and said quietly, "What about you? Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

A flash of coldness, bitterness, and dejection flickered in Yang Fei's eyes.

Then, he said blandly, "So Director Zhang invited me under false pretenses, while the real intention was to investigate me. Excuse me."

He stood up and walked toward the door without looking back.

"Stop!"

Zhang Shide shouted harshly from behind, "I don't care who you are, but I will keep an eye on you!"

"If you do anything that endangers national security, don't blame me for being rude."

His face was resolute, and his expression was heroic. "I, Zhang Shide, am a small person, but where duty lies, I will not hesitate to sacrifice my life. This is the Land of Huaxia; no one is allowed to act recklessly!"

Yang Fei couldn't help but be moved. He turned around and looked deeply at Zhang Shide.

This middle-aged man, whose body had clearly become plump, still looked like a warrior, with eyes sharp as knives, ready to charge forward for the country at any moment.

Yang Fei smiled, turned around, stood at attention, and with a snap, gave Zhang Shide a standard military salute.

He shed his usual lazy demeanor, his eyes becoming resolute, and said solemnly and sternly, "As a soldier, I salute you."

Zhang Shide's eyes brightened, "I knew it. You are also a soldier. Could you tell me your unit number?"

Yang Fei said blandly, "In the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, there is one division without any designation or name."

"My God! You're from the Evil Dragon?"

Zhang Shide shuddered all over, knocking a teacup off the table.

With a clatter, the glass shattered, and tea splashed everywhere.

Zhang Shide seemed not to notice, staring at Yang Fei with wide eyes, utterly shocked.

"I didn't expect the legend to be true. The Evil Dragon Organization really exists. To see an Evil Dragon Soldier King with my own eyes, I haven't lived in vain."

Zhang Shide was merely a low-level special agent in the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, but he knew about the fame of the Evil Dragon Soldier King.

They were a group of truly invincible warrior kings, each one capable of taking on a nation single-handedly.

Their identities were top secret, active wherever the Republic needed them - counter-terrorism, sniping, rescue, kidnapping...

They did it all!

It could be said that wherever the Evil Dragon Soldier Kings appeared, victory was assured.

Their achievements were so dazzling and their identities so mysterious that people doubted.

Did such an organization really exist?

For a long time, the existence of the Evil Dragon Soldier Kings was a topic of heated debate.

Yang Fei smiled bitterly, "What's so special about the Evil Dragon? As long as they are human, they will die, they will fail..."

Zhang Shide listened to Yang Fei's lament without daring to say anything.

Some core secrets were not for a lower-level special agent like him to know.

Yang Fei raised his head and said blandly, "You have studied the confidentiality regulations. My identity must not be disclosed to anyone. Remember, to anyone."

Zhang Shide saluted solemnly, "Yes!"

"The dishes are here..."

Feng Cai'er walked in from outside, followed by waiters carrying trays of dishes.

A few minutes later, the table was filled with food.

Zhang Shide extended a hand to Yang Fei, "Please!"

Yang Fei didn't stand on ceremony, picked up his chopsticks, and began to gobble up the food.

Feng Cai'er poured wine for the two with small wine glasses, Zhang Shide frowned and slapped the table, "Use the big bowls."

Feng Cai'er was startled; the big bowls were used for eating, and a bowl of wine was about half a kilogram. How could they drink it?

But since the leader ordered it, Feng Cai'er had to comply.

She filled two large bowls with wine, the strong aroma of white wine making her scalp tingle.

Zhang Shide offered a bowl to Yang Fei and took one himself. With a clink, the two bowls collided.

The two of them downed the wine in one gulp.

Feng Cai'er was almost driven mad. What was wrong with these two?

Drinking in big bowls and eating in big chunks, yet not saying a word.

This dinner left Feng Cai'er feeling extremely depressed.

The director and Yang Fei were eating heartily, as if treating the food and wine on the table as enemies, completely devouring them.

Strangely, despite neither of them speaking, the atmosphere was not oppressive.

They seemed like lifelong friends, understanding each other without words.

There was a sense of tacit understanding and harmony about them that ordinary people could not comprehend.

In less than an hour, Director Zhang and Yang Fei had cleaned off all the dishes.

Each of them had drunk about ten kilograms of white wine.

Feng Cai'er even thought that no matter how hungry two pigs were, they couldn't eat this much!

In fact, fearing to gain weight, Feng Cai'er had stopped eating after only two bites of each dish.

After eating and drinking to their fill, Zhang Shide patted his round belly, "Ever since I left the military, I haven't eaten this well in a long time. It feels great."

Yang Fei chuckled, "If you miss the military mess, that's easy. I'll take you to the provincial military district mess sometime."

Both of them laughed heartily.

Zhang Shide patted his belly, "Alright, let's arrange it for next time."

After saying this, he greeted Feng Cai'er, turned around, and went downstairs.

Feng Cai'er watched Zhang Shide's departing figure and was incredulous, "Did the director invite you just to eat?"

"What else would it be for..."

Yang Fei looked at Feng Cai'er with amusement and said lazily, "We're all soldiers. How could there be so many hidden motives? Eating is just eating."

"Sigh, it's really hard to understand you guys... two weirdos!"

Feng Cai'er sighed, and Yang Fei tossed her the car keys, "Drive me home. I played hooky again today; Sister Xueyi will kill me."

Feng Cai'er nodded and took the car keys.

Feng Cai'er's car turned out of the street corner and almost collided with a black Mercedes.

The window of the black Mercedes rolled down, and a slick-looking man stuck his head out, "Are you looking for death?"

Seeing this guy, Yang Fei laughed, "Young Master Long, why are you in such a hurry? Going to get reincarnated?"

It turned out the driver of the Mercedes was Long Shaoyang.

Seeing Yang Fei, Long Shaoyang's face turned pale with fear.

He was incredibly scared of Yang Fei, and forced out a dry smile, "It's Mr. Yang? I'm so sorry, I have something urgent and didn't mean to offend..."

After saying this, he immediately pulled his head back into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away as if fleeing.

"Ugh, what a scumbag,"

Feng Cai'er spat, genuinely looking down on Long Shaoyang.

Watching Long Shaoyang leave in haste, Yang Fei grew suspicious, "That bastard must be up to something again. What is he planning now?"

"Who cares, as long as he breaks the law, I'll arrest him immediately as a police officer,"

Feng Cai'er said dismissively as the Land Rover roared and sped forward.

Driving the Mercedes, Long Keyang's heart still pounded wildly, "Damn, every time I see that menace, I get the shivers."

He glanced back, a sinister smile spreading across his face, "Miss Yipin Lan, did you get a good look at his face? That's the man. Kill him for me!"

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