The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1358 Zhang Cheng: "The real suffering has only just begun!"

Jichun, train station

In a secluded little courtyard,
Scratching his head, Han Hu was struggling to reconcile the accounts.

Because he had to report all his income from the black market to Zhang Cheng.
Even when donating money and meat to the families of martyrs in the neighborhood committee, or even delivering supplies to welfare homes, Han Hu's group was still in great danger.

Although they were making quick money, they weren't greedily hoarding all the money.
Therefore, everyone turned a blind eye to Han Hu and his group.

After all, if it's too dark, you'll get beaten to death, but gray is different!

As Zhang Cheng walked in from outside, he looked at Han Hu and said, "The score isn't settled yet?"

"Almost done, sir. Get it done in a minute!"

Upon seeing Zhang Cheng appear, Han Hu quickly began to explain.
Because he only has a primary school education and hasn't studied seriously, how can he handle this kind of thing well?
However, Han Hu was no fool. He knew that Zhang Cheng valued culture highly, so he specially studied a lot of it, at least he could understand the accounts!
"Go find someone and find out where Luo Shibin is! I won't sleep tonight until I kill him!"

His cold eyes flickered, while Zhang Cheng pressed his thumb down.
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Han Hu's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "Luo Shibin? That guy dares to mess with you!"

"I'm at work right now, and he dares to come looking for trouble with me? Does he really think I'm a pushover?"

Zhang Cheng glanced at Han Hu beside him and then let out a sigh of relief.
"Sir, if you ask me, why don't you quit your job? It's only a few dozen yuan a month, is it worth it?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Han Hu felt embarrassed.

Because just from the black market income alone, Zhang Cheng earns more in one night than he does in two years with his current salary and subsidies!
"Is this about money? This is about status!"

Looking at Han Hu with annoyance, Zhang Cheng sat down on a chair to the side, then took out a cigarette and lit it.

Just after Han Hu gave instructions to his subordinates, he walked in and placed a bottle of Lao Fen (a type of Chinese liquor) on the table.

Looking at the old Fen in front of him, Zhang Cheng asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

"A hotheaded young man brought it from home, a whole box of it, all old Fenjiu, really old!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a fawning expression, Han Hu began to explain.
Hearing Han Hu's words, Zhang Cheng was also surprised, because in those days, Fenjiu was the elder brother on the table, while Moutai and other famous wines from later generations were still ranked behind!

Moreover, only Fenjiu that has been aged for more than five years can be called Lao Fen!

Picking up the bottle on the table, Zhang Cheng examined it carefully and said, "Not bad!"

"Sir, I'm glad you like it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a big smile, Han Hu became happy.

In Taiping Hutong, moonlight spills across the ground, casting long, thin shadows.

Arriving at Tu Ziqiang's house, Han Hu knocked on the door with a smile on his face.
A short while later, when a slightly dizzy Tu Ziqiang opened the door, he saw Han Hu and a group of people standing outside.
Stunned by what he saw, Tu Ziqiang had no time to react before he was kicked in the stomach by a large foot.
"Oh!"

His body flew backwards inside, knocking over the table. He struggled to his feet.
Before he could even stand up, a sharp dagger was already pressed against his neck.
When Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin woke up, they saw the people who had rushed in staring at them menacingly.

"Han Hu, we brothers have no more grudges, right? What do you want from us now?"

Looking at Han Hu, Shui Ziliu couldn't help but scold him.
"Shh, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go outside and chat! Don't disturb the neighbors' sleep!"

Han Hu raised his hand to gesture for silence, then smiled.
Just as Tu Ziqiang was being taken away as well, Shui Ziliu quickly said, "He's not with us; he works at the lumber mill!"

Upon hearing this, Han Hu narrowed his eyes, unsure of what to do.

But just then, a cold voice came from behind: "Since that's not it, then let's teach him a lesson tonight!"

"take away!"

Hearing the words behind him, Han Hu became serious. After leaving Taiping Hutong, Shui Ziliu and the others were taken to a secluded mountain forest.

Looking at her surroundings, even Shui Ziliu, who was trying to remain calm, began to panic.
Because he knew all too well how Han Hu and his men operated.
He originally intended for Boss De to get revenge, but what happened? Boss De was gone within days, while Han Hu was still jumping around like a madman.
A figure emerged from the dark woods.
Wearing a slightly oversized Tang Monk-style bob haircut, Zhang Cheng squatted on the ground and asked, "Do you recognize me?"

"Buddha, just say what you want to say. Don't play these tricks on the brothers. We'll admit our mistakes right away!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Shui Ziliu could easily recognize the other person's voice.

Because it was the other party who held the dagger in their hand that forced me to leave the black market!

"Clap clap clap!"

Tapping Tang Sanzang's head, Zhang Cheng said with a smile, "It's good that you know me. I have a piece of advice for you: from now on, don't wander around in front of me, because people will die!"

After removing his bob haircut, Zhang Cheng faced Luo Shibin alone.
Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Luo Shibin was too frightened to speak.
Because the person who beat him so badly that he was disfigured was actually the young man at the lumber mill today.

Just as Luo Shibin was filled with fear, Krieg stepped forward, pried open his mouth with both hands, and pulled out his tongue.
"Pfft!"

As the sharp blade sliced ​​through, Luo Shibin instantly let out a wail of agony.

Hearing the noise, Shui Ziliu and Tu Ziqiang became frightened and quickly looked back.

But then Han Hu smiled and said, "You like watching, right? Then go ahead and watch!"

Turning the two around, Shui Ziliu and Tu Ziqiang finally saw clearly that Luo Shibin was having his limbs smashed by Krieg.
The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating their deathly pale faces.

Because they couldn't believe that such a cruel thing could happen before their eyes.

Seeing that the two were speechless, Han Hu finally asked, puffing on his cigarette, "Is it good?"

"woo woo woo woo!"

With a terrified and desperate scream, Luo Shibin was already contemplating suicide.

However, Krieg did not give him a chance, but instead resolutely carried out the order.
"bang bang bang"

A dull thud sounded, and Shui Ziliu, looking at Luo Shibin, immediately roared, "Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground, why are you torturing him!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped Shui Ziliu across the face and stepped forward, saying, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Seeing Shui Ziliu's indignant expression, Zhang Cheng said mockingly, "Who told you I was going to kill him! Killing is just the most primal form of revenge. I'm going to let him enjoy life!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you also want to end up like him, losing all your limbs and spending your days sliding on wooden planks?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Shui Zili broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hahaha! Nine tigers and thirteen eagles, is that it? Let's see how long you can keep him alive!"

Rubbing his drooling head, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh loudly: "I gave you guys a chance, but you were all useless!"

Just as Krieg walked over with his entrenching tool, Zhang Cheng stepped forward, stomped on Luo Shibin's lower limb, and said, "The suffering has only just begun. Live well!"

As Zhang Cheng passed by Shui Ziliu, he glanced down at him and said, "If you dare touch that Zheng family, I'll kill you! Remember how he looked today; that's how you'll be punished!"

Heading down the mountain, Zhang Cheng didn't care what Shui Ziliu would do next, but if he killed them all, Luo Shibin would have no one to support him.
Why kill someone like that? Letting him live is the best torture!

Zhang Cheng: You're heartless to kill someone, why did you kill him?
(End of this chapter)