The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1847 Take good care of the car, or I'll break your legs!
In the deathly silent courtyard, a group of monks turned their heads in bewilderment.
They seemed incredulous that someone could speak so arrogantly in this remote corner of the birch forest.
"No? Who the hell are you! Guangsan, did you bring this?"

Upon stepping forward, a man who appeared to be a minor leader immediately extended his hand and questioned him.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng pushed aside Guang San in front of him and then kicked out with a straight leg kick.
"Oh!"

A vicious kick landed on the leader's chest, sending him flying and smashing the table to pieces.
Shocked by what he saw, the leader roared, "Fuck you! He's trying to cause trouble here! Kill him!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the surrounding Buddhist monks rushed forward, brandishing all sorts of weapons.

With his hands clenched into white-browed, phoenix-eyed fists, Zhang Cheng rushed forward and knocked the person in front of him to the ground with a single punch.
Hiding in a corner, Guang San, who had been captured earlier, swallowed hard and said, "Damn it, this isn't some southern dragon crossing the river, it's clearly a bearded man coming down from the mountain!"

"Fuck."

The man, carrying a knife, approached and saw his subordinate, the "Buddha," being beaten and running away in terror. He immediately roared in anger.

However, just as he was about to strike, Zhang Cheng produced a butterfly knife, which blocked his attack.

With a backhand slash, Zhang Cheng raised the butterfly knife and pierced the man's shoulder.

"what!"

A piercing scream rang out, and the man immediately screamed in agony, appearing exceptionally ferocious.

Grabbing the other man's right hand with one hand, Zhang Cheng twirled the butterfly knife, twisting it repeatedly, and said, "You want to fight me too?"

"I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Feeling the pain shooting through his shoulder blade, the man's face was covered in cold sweat.
Seeing their leader being taken hostage, the other Buddhist monks were too frightened to move.

"Crack!"

Zhang Cheng pulled out his butterfly knife and pressed it against his neck, saying, "Want to keep playing?"

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, I'll never play again!"

Staring at the butterfly knife so close to his face, already having cut his skin, the man was so frightened he almost forgot the pain in his shoulder.
Because if he were to strike, he would truly die!

Damn it, people from the South, they have absolutely no sense of martial ethics!
"There are several groups of kidnappers near the station. They kidnap men or women, and they're taking the kidnappers there!"

Speaking to the man in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the man froze on the spot, a look of bewilderment on his face, and said, "Brother, we are Buddha!"

"Yes, brother, I just said we're the Buddha, not kidnappers! You must have the wrong person."

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Guang San, who was hiding in the corner, also shouted loudly.

"Pfft!"

The butterfly knife pierced the man's shoulder again. Zhang Cheng twisted it forcefully and said, "Don't I know you guys are Buddha? I ask, you answer, it's that simple. If you don't know, I'll just make an incision for you. Is that so hard?"

"what!"

A piercing scream rang out, and the man, now drenched in cold sweat, cried out, "Brother, stop turning! You've hit a bone! It hurts!"

"Wow!"

Drawing his butterfly knife again, Zhang Cheng slammed the man's head against a chair and roared, "Tell me, where is the kidnapper?"

"There are only three groups involved in child trafficking: Sister Hu's group from the south, Boss Jin from outside the Great Wall, and Sister Ba, who was shot on the train today."

Just as the man realized that Zhang Cheng seemed to be losing "patience," he immediately revealed the information he knew.

Squinting, Zhang Cheng asked, "Where's Sister Hu? And where's Boss Jin?" "Sister Hu went to deliver goods a few days ago and hasn't returned yet. Boss Jin... Boss Jin likes to listen to the piano at the Victoria Club."

When asked to speak to Zhang Cheng, the man immediately began to explain.

Grabbing the man by the hair, Zhang Cheng lifted him up and walked towards the door.

Upon witnessing this scene, the other monks immediately prepared to step forward and stop it.
But the moment Zhang Cheng stopped and turned his head, everyone immediately froze in place, backing away in fear.
"If I go out now and see anyone daring to chase me, I'll turn around and slash them! You hear me!"

Addressing the group of Buddhist monks, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
Upon suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the man roared, "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear what my brother said? Are you trying to get me killed?"

Zhang Cheng broke the chains, pushed open the door, and went out.
The staggering man was being pulled along by Zhang Cheng, walking with great difficulty.
However, just as Zhang Cheng came out, a Mercedes-Benz without license plates or registration drove out of the alley.
In the driver's seat, Krieg's icy gaze immediately sent a chill down the man's spine.

"Wow!"

Zhang Cheng opened the car door and pushed the man inside.

After getting into the car, Zhang Cheng lit a cigarette and said, "To Victoria Club!"

Turning to look at Zhang Cheng, Krieg tilted his head in confusion.

Seeing Krieg's gaze, Zhang Cheng slapped the man across the face and said, "Are you a descendant of the deaf?! Point the way!"

After being slapped, the man finally realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Drive forward, drive forward, turn right at the intersection."

Just as the car drove away, the man remembered the two cuts on his shoulder that were still bleeding, and immediately said pitifully, "Brother, after you get to Victoria, can you let me go? I feel like I'm going to die."

As he spoke, the man pointed to his shoulder and said, "The blood is still flowing."

Zhang Cheng tore open the man's clothes, gave him a quick bandage, and then said coldly, "This will last for another half hour, but if I can't find Master Jin within half an hour, you know the consequences!"

Swallowing hard, the man was almost in tears.
Because these people from the South are just so damn rude!

Following the man's directions, Zhang Cheng quickly arrived at the Victoria Club.

Looking at the somewhat opulent place before him, Zhang Cheng frowned and said, "Damn, with this level of quality, how can it be called Victoria? Why not just call it Heaven on Earth?"

As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, several men dressed in black military overcoats walked over.

The man stared at the group of people, his face filled with astonishment.
Because he originally thought that Zhang Cheng was all alone, but who would have thought that he had "brothers" too!

They walked straight into the Victoria Club, Zhang Cheng pulling the man along.

Upon seeing Zhang Cheng walk in, the greeter standing at the door immediately said, "Welcome."

Where is Master Jin?

As he spoke to the greeter, the man hurriedly and anxiously inquired, for he was truly racing against death!
"Mr. Jin is discussing business with Mr. Lu, who came from Hong Kong Island."

Upon seeing the man speak, the greeter immediately began to explain.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Cheng pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out ten bills, and handed them to the doorman, saying, "Take good care of the car, or I'll break your legs!"

With that, Zhang Cheng grabbed the man and pulled him inside.
Looking at the money in his hand, the doorman glanced at the Mercedes-Benz G-Class outside, then immediately grabbed a brand-new towel and rushed over to start wiping it.
In this era where monthly salaries are only a few hundred yuan, Zhang Cheng spends a thousand yuan at a time. He would feel guilty if he didn't clean the paint of the Mercedes-Benz W14 until it was as clean as glass!
Upon entering the Victoria Clubhouse, Zhang Cheng and his group immediately attracted attention.
However, since everyone recognized the man being dragged along, no one dared to stop him.
Behind Zhang Cheng stood a group of Kriegs dressed in black military overcoats, and no one dared to come up and cause trouble.

(End of this chapter)