The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1865 Zhang Cheng: "Sorry? I have no manners!"

In the bustling clubhouse, the area around the booths had been completely cordoned off.
Holding a broken bottle, Zhang Cheng turned his head with an icy expression and said, "What did you just say? Who was rude?"

"I, I, I was rude!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng's fierce demeanor and Guang Sanzheng's silence, the merchants who had come with Duan Peng realized what it meant to encounter a "local tyrant," and immediately became obedient.

"Snapped!"

Grabbing the bottle, Zhang Cheng smashed it over the other man's head, yelling fiercely, "You're so rude! Why didn't you say so earlier? Huh, rude! Why didn't you say so earlier?!"

Throwing away the bottle in his hand, Zhang Cheng picked up another and smashed it against the three men in turn until they all collapsed on the sofa, their faces covered in blood. Only then did Zhang Cheng glance at the table and say, "San'er, we're out of wine! Can't you see? Go get some more, or the guests will say we're impolite!"

"Yes, boss!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Guang San immediately went outside and had someone bring over some wine.
Before long, the table was filled with wine, and Zhang Cheng looked at Duan Peng and said, "Mr. Duan, are you?"

Duan Peng glared at Zhang Cheng with resentment, his eyes blazing with rage.

Because he's been in the birch forest for so many years, and no one has ever dared to smash a bottle over his head.
Seeing the hatred in Duan Peng's eyes, Zhang Cheng grabbed a bottle and smashed it over Duan Peng's head, bottle after bottle, as if playing whack-a-mole.
Just as Duan Peng, still reeling from the beating, saw his great-grandmother waving, he weakly cried out, "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Looking at Duan Peng, who had raised his hands in pleading for mercy, Zhang Cheng, holding the wine bottle in his hand, asked, "What did you do wrong?"

As Zhang Cheng spoke, everyone present was stunned, because not only could they not figure out what Duan Peng had done wrong, but even he himself probably didn't know!
"You don't even know where you went wrong, and you're saying you're wrong?"

"boom!"

The bottle smashed onto Duan Peng's head and flew away.

Seeing the bottle slip from his hand, Zhang Cheng immediately said with icy eyes, "Pick it up, pick it up!"

Guang San quickly stepped forward, picked it up without saying a word, and handed it to Zhang Cheng.

"What the hell is wrong? What's wrong with me? I can't say, I can't explain it!"

Holding the bottle, Zhang Cheng continued to smash it, three or four times in total, before finally breaking it on Duan Peng's head.

His eyes glazed over from the blow, Duan Peng felt like a revolving lantern was flashing before his eyes.
But just then, Zhang Cheng grabbed the remaining bottle and said, "You like being a big boss, don't you? You like saying I'm rude, don't you?"

He then proceeded to smash the bottles repeatedly against the other three businessmen, until all the bottles were shattered. Only then did Zhang Cheng point at them and say, "Let me tell you, my name is Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng of the Far East, notoriously rude!"

"Get out of here now, or I'll kill you all!"

Pointing at Duan Peng and his group, Zhang Cheng's cold gaze flickered.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Duan Peng's driver, Lao Guai, was released from his position, and he quickly stepped forward to help them up.

"Who told you to help me up? Huh! Who told you to help me up? Get out of here, roll away!"

Grabbing the old man by the arm, Zhang Cheng punched him hard in the nose, knocking it crooked, and then roared.

Pupil covered his nose, and Old Guai was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face. He hurriedly said, "Get out, get out, we're leaving right now!"

As the group of people tumbled out in a daze, Zhang Cheng flipped his hair back and said, "Saying I have no manners? Damn, everyone knows I'm a well-known civilized and well-mannered person in Hualin!"

Swallowing hard, Shen Lin and the others were taken aback when they saw Zhang Cheng.
Is this the same person who was just playing "whack-a-mole" with a bottle? Something seems off.

But just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Shen Lin tilted her head and said, "Cousin, you?"

"Cousin? That was my second personality just now, do you believe it?"

Looking at Shen Lin with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng revealed a warm expression.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Shen Lin retorted, "How could I not believe him?"

"Yes, I can!" Seeing Shen Lin speak, Zhang Cheng took her arm and said, "Oh, I'm your cousin, how could I possibly lie to you!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng winked at Shen Lin.

Before Shen Lin could ask him why he was the owner of Victoria Club, she saw Zhang Cheng point at Huang Shu's uncle and say, "Third Brother, drag him out and beat him hard on the hands and feet!"

When Zhang Cheng spoke to Guang San beside him, he couldn't help but become serious.
Zhang Cheng felt a deep-seated disgust for people like Huang Shu's uncle.

After all, a person who would even "sell" his own blood relative, his niece, can no longer be called a "human being"!

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Guang San didn't speak, but turned his head to signal, and immediately someone pulled him out.

Seeing this, Huang Shu was so frightened that she stepped forward and said, "Big brother, big brother, please, please, don't, don't hit my uncle!"

Looking at Huang Shu in front of him, Zhang Cheng said, "Let's go upstairs to talk!"

Just as Huang Shu, Shen Lin, and the others reached the third floor, they were surprised by the offices there.

On the sofa covered with tiger skin, Zhang Cheng sat cross-legged and said, "You want money?"

Pointing at Huang Shu, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Huang Shu was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "My uncle."

"Don't mention your uncle, he's a useless piece of trash even if he's alive. I'm helping him! Helping him find a way out!"

With a bright smile, Zhang Cheng immediately turned his head and said, "Don't look at me like that, cousin!"

"Cousin, do you even know how to make this?!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Shen Lin hesitated before speaking.
"What did I do? I didn't do anything! It was Guang San who had someone do it! Right, San'er!"

Addressing Guang San, Zhang Cheng began to shift the blame in a very reasonable manner.
After all, Zhang was "merciful" and never exterminated three generations or nine generations of a family.
He was terrified even by the thought of flattening the wheels, believing it was all done by Krieg and his men!

Krieg's Death Legion: Does he think we really can't talk?
Ding Xiu: My lord, since you've slandered me like this, fine, more money!

Dong Tianbao: Your Majesty is right, this was all done by your subject!
"Yes, boss, I did it all!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng speechlessly, what could Guang San do? Of course, he had to admit it!

"Did you hear that? It was him, cousin. We may be close, but if you spread rumors, I'll sue you for defamation!"

After speaking to Shen Lin, Zhang Cheng turned his gaze back to Huang Shu, resting his chin on his hand and saying, "What do you need money for? Give me a reasonable explanation, and I can help you!"

"me."

Hesitantly looking at Zhang Cheng, Huang Shu hadn't even had a chance to speak when the door was pushed open.
Seeing Zhang Zili and his group of people walk in, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but pick up the phone and say, "Hey, you fake foreigner? Come and get me!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng hung up the phone and then said to Guang San, "Give her how much money she wants first, and we'll talk about it when I get out!"

"Zhang Cheng, right? We're now charging him with intentional assault."

Taking out handcuffs, Zhang Zili looked at Zhang Cheng in front of him with a serious expression.
"Ah!"

With a disdainful smile, Zhang Cheng extended his hand and said, "You'd better nail me to the ground tonight, or you'll be in big trouble, Captain Zhang!"

"Really? Let's give it a try!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng's arrogant demeanor, Zhang Zili's eyes turned cold.
But just as he was about to be taken away, Zhang Cheng turned his head and nodded to Krieg.

Noticing Zhang Cheng's gaze, Krieg slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with an indescribable killing intent.

(End of this chapter)