The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1348 You'll never be able to eat three dishes in your entire life!

On a night with stars high in the sky, in the courtyard,
Seeing the ropes binding him being untied, Liu Haizhu immediately stood up and said, "Stand there!"

"You still want to mess with me?"

Looking at Liu Haizhu with a puzzled expression, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.
"I don't care about your worthless money. Either you kill me today, or I'll kill you all!"

Looking angrily at Zhang Cheng, Liu Haizhu clenched his fists involuntarily.
Upon hearing Liu Haizhu's words, Krieg slowly stepped forward and pulled out an entrenching tool from his waist.
Looking at Liu Haizhu with amusement, Zhang Cheng spread his hands indifferently and said, "Your temper is too stubborn, that's not good!"

"Mind your own business!"

As he spoke, Liu Haizhu stepped forward.
Looking at Liu Haizhu, Krieg and his men also grimly gripped their entrenching tools, ready to strike at any moment.

Raising his hand to stop Krieg behind him, Zhang Cheng said with a smile, "You have some brains, but not many!"

"Wow!"

Liu Haizhu slammed a heavy punch into Zhang Cheng's nose, his eyes filled with ferocity.

However, as Zhang Cheng retreated half a step, Liu Haizhu lost all range of attack.
"boom!"

Stepping to the side and bending over, Zhang Cheng delivered a backhand punch to Liu Haizhu's stomach.

Staggering backward, Liu Haizhu collapsed to his knees, vomiting stomach acid and completely incapacitated.

Seeing Liu Haizhu's extremely pained expression, Zhang Cheng waved his finger and said, "You don't think that these people outside call me 'Grandpa' because I'm of a higher generation, do you?"

Squatting down in front of Liu Haizhu, Zhang Cheng said with a playful tone, "You can fight, but that's useless, because I can fight just as well, even better than anyone else!"

Standing up, Zhang Cheng tossed the money Han Hu had picked up in front of Liu Haizhu, saying, "Take it. Even if you don't want it, you can give it to the orphanage. Although we run a black market, we donate money and supplies every week."

As they walked outside, Zhang Cheng coldly asked, "Where does that Huang guy live again?"

"Sir, that man's name is Weasel!"

When Zhang Cheng spoke, Han Hu quickly stepped forward to explain.

Hearing Han Hu's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "What a terrible name! Anyone who didn't know better would think it was from a celestial being!"

In the chilly night, groups of three or five people walked scattered along the street.
Following behind Zhang Cheng, Han Hu's eyes gleamed as he asked, "Master, how do we get rid of this weasel?"

"Doesn't he like giving out random names? Send him down so he can give them out at his leisure!"

Speaking calmly, Zhang Cheng smoked a cigarette, exhaling a thick wisp of smoke.
What he hates most is trouble.
If a weasel dares to use Liu Haizhu's name today, it will dare to use his name tomorrow!
Although Zhang Cheng took over the black market, his business practices were far more rigorous than those elsewhere.
Zhang Cheng didn't use the money he earned for his own enjoyment. Instead, he donated it to the neighborhood and welfare homes. Otherwise, with Han Hu's brainless personality, he would have been in jail long ago. Otherwise, how could he have been so arrogant all this time?

Therefore, making money is fine, but the methods need to change; hoarding everything is absolutely unacceptable!
Outside a courtyard, Zhang Cheng glanced at the commotion not far away and immediately said coldly, "Those who can't even afford three dishes in their entire lives!"

"Go! Kill him!"

Speaking to Krieg behind him, Zhang Cheng stood in the darkness of the alley, moonlight illuminating half his face, revealing a deep-set eye.

Carrying his entrenching tool, Krieg left without saying a word, immediately scaling the wall and beginning his work.
The once noisy courtyard became chaotic, with screams and wails tearing through the darkness.
Shortly after, Krieg emerged from his entrenching tool dripping with blood. Han Hu swallowed hard, not daring to utter a single word.

Turning and disappearing into the darkness, Zhang Cheng said, twisting his head, "Aren't you leaving? Or are you waiting to be squatted in the fence?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Han Hu immediately gave chase.
Because this guy is really ruthless. He just found out the name and immediately came to take revenge. He's a true example of someone who takes revenge without holding back!
Zhang Cheng: If I don't let him die, can I sleep tonight?

The following day was a rest day.

Zhang Cheng rode his bicycle out early and arrived at the movie theater.

However, while he was eating at a roadside stall, he saw Han Hu chatting with Uncle Gong and others.
Seemingly having spotted Zhang Cheng, Han Hu immediately laughed and said, "Brother Gong, are you kidding me? I haven't done anything!"

"You still say you didn't do it? How did the weasel die?" Uncle Gong said angrily, looking at Han Hu.
"I don't know! I was drinking at home last night. Seriously, you can ask my brothers if you don't believe me. I may be a bit unreliable, but I wouldn't go so far as to kill someone! That's a matter of life and death!"

Looking intently at Uncle Gong, Han Hu quickly began to explain.

Because it wasn't him who moved the person, it was Krieg!

"Shut up, come with me first!"

Uncle Gong dragged Han Hu away, his face also filled with anger.

Given that such a big thing happened suddenly last night, what is Han Hu trying to do?

Faced with Uncle Gong's forceful pulling, Han Hu nonchalantly said, "Fine, fine!"

Watching Han Hu being led away, Zhang Cheng didn't say much, because without absolute evidence, Han Hu was a "good person"!

After all, although his source of income was questionable, the things he donated were genuine.
After all, these days, without the help of kind-hearted people, life is really too hard for the children in the welfare home!
Just as Zhang Cheng was waiting for something, a small cart appeared.
Wearing rather thin clothes, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old appeared, wrapped in a scarf.
With willow-leaf eyebrows and an oval face, she exuded a lively charm and an unforgettable gentleness.
Upon seeing her, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Is she Zheng Juan?"

"Comrade, your soup is cold!"

Upon approaching Zhang Cheng, the stall owner couldn't help but speak.
"Excuse me!"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng picked up the slightly chilled soup and drank it down.

However, seeing Zheng Juan's pretty face, red from the cold in winter, Zhang Cheng laughed.
Because he finally understood what love at first sight meant!

Zhou Bingkun: You're just lusting after her body, go ahead and use your sword!

Stepping forward, Zhang Cheng looked at Zheng Juan and asked, "Didn't Aunt Zheng come?"

"you are?"

Looking up, Zheng Juan stared at the tall and slender Zhang Cheng in front of her, and couldn't help but freeze in place, because this guy was so handsome!

"I specifically buy candied hawthorns from her. My name is Zhang Cheng, which means 'honest and trustworthy'!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng extended his hand to Zheng Juan and said, "Hello, comrade!"

"Hello, I'm Zheng Juan!"

Zheng Juan cautiously extended her hand, and their hands met.
However, the moment they touched, Zheng Juan felt a warmth in her palm, as if the coldness in her body had been dispelled.
Releasing his grip, Zhang Cheng took out the money and said, "Same as always, I'll take all the candied hawthorns!"

"what!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Zheng Juan said somewhat bewilderedly, "Comrade, there's so much, you can't finish it all by yourself! Perhaps..."

"It's okay, I can give it to the children at the orphanage!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng took out some money and placed it in Zheng Juan's hand, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Zheng Juan!"

"is it?"

Suddenly blushing at Zhang Cheng's words, Zheng Juan lowered her head.

After buying the candied hawthorns, Zhang Cheng ate one and left with a big smile on his face.
Watching Zhang Cheng leave, and seeing that all the candied hawthorns were sold out, Zheng Juan happily pushed her cart back home.

However, right after Zheng Juan left, Zhang Cheng stood at a distance and said, "My blind brother and my frail mother, if I don't help them, who will?"

(End of this chapter)