The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1347 Zhang Cheng: "He really is a mage?"

Jichun, train station, a small courtyard.
Open the door and come in.
Zhang Cheng stared at the scene of wailing and lamentation, completely stunned.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Cheng closed the door, went outside, stood at the door for about three seconds, and then reopened it.

He just realized he might have opened the door incorrectly, which was why he went to the wrong place. He figured it would be different if he tried again.
However, as soon as Zhang Cheng opened the door again, there was still a sound of wailing from inside.

Stunned and frozen in place, Zhang Cheng rubbed his head, wondering if he had really come to the wrong place.

"Buddha, what are you doing?"

Seeing Zhang Cheng's expression, Han Hu couldn't help but step forward and ask him.
"This place? Is it the right place?"

Looking at the doorplate on the side, Zhang Cheng glanced at it, then went back inside.

But as Han Hu walked in, looking puzzled, he exclaimed in surprise, "What the hell? What happened to you all? How did you all get beaten up like this?"

"Brother, we were just walking by the roadside when suddenly a group of people appeared and overturned us all!"

The person with the bandage covering their face quickly explained to Han Hu.

"No way, where the hell did this idiot come from, daring to touch my people?"

He spoke angrily; Han Hu was now completely enraged.

Because are there any other people this amazing in Jichun?

Ignoring Han Hu's questions, Zhang Cheng went straight into the house, sat down in a grand chair, and leisurely hummed a tune.

A short while later, Han Hu walked in, looking embarrassed, and said, "Master!"

"Speak, what's going on!"

Zhang Cheng toyed with the matchbox in his hand, looking at Han Hu with a playful expression.

"The people below said they were taken down by a guy named Liu Haizhu, but I have no idea who he is!"

While explaining to Zhang Cheng, Han Hu's head was buzzing.
He had given up on fighting for territory and was focusing all his energy on running the black market, so how did this thing suddenly appear?

"Liu Haizhu? Are you sure it's not Liu Haizhong?"

Looking at Han Hu with suspicion, Zhang Cheng's mind conjured up two faces.

Because these two people have such similar names, but their appearances are completely different.
One was Liu Haizhong, a worker at the steel rolling mill in Beijing, a kind father and filial son.
One of them was Liu Haizhu, a professional mage, wearing yellow rubber shoes and capri pants!
"Liu Haizhong? Who's that, sir? Do we have someone like that in Jichun?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Han Hu couldn't help but ask,

"He's not here, he's out running around in Beijing!"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Han Hu, he stroked his chin, his face full of confusion.

"Go and bring them back! They've been beaten to a pulp, how are they supposed to go out and do anything!"

Zhang Cheng tapped on the table, his face full of leisure.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Han Hu was silent for a moment before saying, "Yes, sir, I'll take care of it right away!"

Watching Han Hu leave, Zhang Cheng squinted and said, "What's going on here?!"

Half an hour later, a tall man was brought in, his mouth stuffed with a rag, and he kept shouting.

If they hadn't been tied up, they probably would have already erupted in anger.
"You little brat, you're pretty arrogant! You hit my man, and when I came after you, you even attacked me!"

Looking at Liu Haizhu in front of him, Han Hu couldn't help but get angry.

Since he started acting arrogantly, Tiger Brother hasn't been beaten up in a long time.
But today, I almost got myself into trouble because of Liu Haizhu. Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing if word got out?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Staring angrily at Han Hu, Liu Haizhu's face was full of rage, as if to say, "If you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one!"
However, facing Liu Haizhu's murderous gaze, Han Hu stood arrogantly in front of Krieg and said, "You think you're so tough? Huh! What good is being tough? In this world, it's all about power and connections. What gang are you from, you little punk!" Slapping Liu Haizhu's cheek, Han Hu spoke with a mocking expression.
Because he has two powerful backers; it would be too undignified for him to personally step in!

Seeing Han Hu say what he wanted to say, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and slapped him on the head, saying, "You're blocking my view!"

"Ouch!"

Shrinking his neck in pain, Han Hu smiled and said as soon as Zhang Cheng appeared, "Master, please come here!"

Looking up at the young man before him, Liu Haizhu immediately roared in anger.

However, looking at Liu Haizhu's appearance, Zhang Cheng exclaimed in surprise, "He really is a mage!"

"Master? What does that mean?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with curiosity, Han Hu became puzzled.

"Remember this: when someone is performing a ritual to help someone pass on to the afterlife, gag him so he can't cast the spell!"

Looking at Liu Haizhu in front of him, Zhang Cheng knew perfectly well what the consequences would be if he tore the cloth off—he would inevitably be greeted with friendly salutations to his family and relatives!
Therefore, Zhang Cheng would never do such a thing. The best option is to seal Liu Haizhu's mouth so that he cannot cast spells!

The best way to defeat the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King is to tear off his mouth!
As long as you're fast, all the transformation heroes are a joke in front of you!
Do you know General Duanmu? He's the real role model. Transform? I'll kick you right now, what the hell are you trying to transform into!
"Stop yelling. From now on, whatever I ask, you either nod or shake your head. Otherwise, I'll give gifts to everyone you know!"

Looking at Liu Haizhu in front of him, Zhang Cheng sat down and placed a Browning pistol on his lap.
Looking at Zhang Cheng in front of him, Liu Haizhu became even angrier and immediately prepared to get up and kill him by smashing his head against the ground.

Before Liu Haizhu could move, a large hand pressed down on his shoulder, rendering him completely immobile.
Looking at Krieg behind him, Liu Haizhu was also furious. He had only punched Han Hu once, and Krieg had knocked him unconscious. That kid was a real beast! That punch almost broke his bones!
Why did you hit my people?!

Zhang Cheng addressed Liu Haizhu, asking questions.

"Woo!"

Shaking his head, Liu Haizhu immediately became puzzled.

Are you sure it was him who hit him?

Pointing at Liu Haizhu in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look at Han Hu.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Han Hu quickly grabbed someone and asked, "Are you sure it was him who hit him?"

"It doesn't seem so!"

Looking awkwardly at Han Hu, the person with the bandage on their face quickly shook their head.

The room was completely silent.

"Brother, this might be a misunderstanding, do you believe me?"

Looking intently at Liu Haizhu, Han Hu stepped forward and carefully tore off the tattered cloth.
But at that moment, Liu Haizhu blurted out, "Holy crap!"

"Wow!"

Zhang Cheng stuffed the rag back inside, then looked at Liu Haizhu, who had fallen silent instantly, before wiping away his cold sweat and saying, "That was close!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Staring angrily at Zhang Cheng, Liu Haizhu was on the verge of exploding.
But Krieg, who was holding him down, absolutely refused to let him stand up.

"Brother, this is a misunderstanding. Believe me, we've come to the wrong person. You must have offended someone outside, otherwise they wouldn't have framed you like this. See, this is your problem!"

Looking at Liu Haizhu in front of him, Han Hu immediately stared at him with a serious expression.
But after hearing Han Hu's words, Zhang Cheng's eyes widened in surprise, because this kid was quite shrewd; he even knew how to change the subject!
However, Liu Haizhu was still very angry after hearing Han Hu's words.

He was drinking and eating peanuts at home when suddenly he was kidnapped and brought here. They're not even letting him cast spells. Is this how you treat a sorcerer?
Especially that young man sitting in the armchair, he wasn't allowed to utter a single complete sentence. Bastard, I work from 8 AM...
Zhang Cheng: Now you know why I shut him up, right?

Han Hu:
(End of this chapter)