The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1370 Close Combat!

On a street in Beijing.
As soldiers continued to jump off the arriving military vehicles, Yang Fenggang was filled with despair.
Watching his agents fall one after another, Yang Fenggang roared with bloodshot eyes, "Bastards!"

Despite his cursing, Yang Fenggang still chose his escape route, rushed into the alley, and started running wildly.

Seeing Yang Fenggang lead his men away, Zhang Cheng immediately gave chase.
"Don't go, Xiao Zhang! It's dangerous!"

Stopping Zhang Cheng, Hao Pingchuan was about to say "dangerous," but then he thought about it and realized that it should be Yang Feng who was in danger just now!

Even when he had the upper hand, Yang Fenggang couldn't break through Zhang Cheng's defenses. Now that he's been beaten and forced to flee in a sorry state, there's even less chance for him!

"Lay down your weapons and surrender! Lay down your weapons and surrender!"

With a loud roar, Zheng Chaoyang stood on the car and roared.

However, in response to Zheng Chaoyang's words, many agents chose to fight back.
Rushing into the alley, Zhang Cheng looked at the narrow passage, swung the Type 56 pistol behind him, and drew the triangular bayonet from his waist.
Seeing Zhang Cheng relentlessly pursuing them, Yang Fenggang and his men turned and unleashed a barrage of fire.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's right foot brace against the wall before he flew straight towards them, the group was dumbfounded.
Is this even human?
"Pfft!"

Zhang Cheng tackled an agent, piercing his chest with a triangular bayonet, and then swiftly severed his tendons.
Looking at Zhang Cheng, who had raised his head and was grinning maliciously, Yang Fenggang couldn't help but gasp, because he felt that his time was coming to an end!
"kill him!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng close by, the agents roared.

"Pfft, pfft!"

Grabbing the submachine gun aimed at him with his backhand, Zhang Cheng swiftly thrust out his triangular bayonet.
Within seconds, people around Yang Fenggang fell one after another. Zhang Cheng stood up, wiped the blood from his face, pulled his hair back, and said, "Run! Keep running!"

Stepping forward with his hands outstretched, Zhang Cheng held a triangular military dagger in his right hand, from which blood dripped.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Yang Fenggang said fearfully, "Let's talk this out. Look at your skills, how much do you make a month? Why risk your life? Why not surrender to the Guo Army? I'll give you two hundred dollars a month, in US dollars, how about it?"

At this point, Yang Fenggang couldn't help but grit his teeth, because he didn't even earn that much money in a month!
Upon hearing Yang Fenggang's words, Zhang Cheng smiled mockingly and said, "Are you kidding me? Two hundred US dollars a month? Can you even earn that much in a month?"

"I have money, I have money, it's hidden in the cellar, there are thirty small yellow croakers and five large yellow croakers, if you let me go, they are all yours!"

As Zhang Cheng drew closer, Yang Fenggang was terrified, his scalp tingling with fear.

"You're fucking stupid! If I kill you, the money is mine!"

Pointing his triangular bayonet at Yang Fenggang, Zhang Cheng was suddenly stunned after saying those words.
Yang Fenggang stared at Zhang Cheng, his eyes widening in disbelief. What kind of ruthless bandit was making such a statement?

But just as the two were silent, Zhang Cheng suddenly pulled Yang Fenggang behind him.

"Clang clang clang!"

With his triangular bayonet held in front of him, Zhang Cheng immediately deflected several bullets.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Yang Fenggang exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness!"

"Get down, someone wants you dead!"

He roared at Yang Fenggang, while Zhang Cheng glared fiercely ahead.

But right after the shot was fired, Zheng Chaoshan, who was hiding in the shadows, was dumbfounded.

Just now, he actually saw someone use a triangular bayonet to block a bullet. Is that something a human can do?
Before Zheng Chaoshan could react, Zhang Cheng had already charged forward like a cheetah.
Seeing Zhang Cheng, he quickly drew his knife and aimed again with his right hand.
It was probably just luck that happened, so Zheng Chaoshan didn't believe it. He wanted to kill him with one blow.
However, just as Zheng Chaoshan aimed and fired, Zhang Cheng flicked his triangular bayonet in a backhand motion.
"Clang!" A crisp sound of bullets rang out, and a ricocheting bullet struck Yang Fenggang directly behind him.

"Hey hey!"

With a loud cry of pain, Yang Fenggang collapsed to the ground.
Seeing that Zhang Cheng's actions weren't just bad luck, Zheng Chaoshan finally realized just how much trouble he had gotten himself into.
"Wow!"

He twirled the triangular bayonet in his hand, aiming directly for Zheng Chaoshan's neck.

Once it's penetrated, it doesn't matter if Zheng Chaoshan is Zheng Chaoyang's older brother, or even if he were Jesus's own brother!

Leaning back, Zheng Chaoshan dodged, and his left hand slashed sharply towards Zhang Cheng's neck.
Upon meeting, both sides were determined to kill each other, showing absolutely no mercy.

Seeing Zheng Chaoshan's movements, Zhang Cheng grinned maliciously. Instead of dodging, he increased his speed.

"Wow!"

The dagger sliced ​​across Zhang Cheng's neck, and just as Zheng Chaoshan thought he had finished him off, he witnessed an unbelievable scene.
That meant the dagger hadn't even cut his neck; it felt like it had hit a steel plate, the vibration causing pain in his hand.
"Bang bang bang!"

After firing several shots, Zheng Chaoshan quickly increased the distance between them, cold sweat pouring down his face.

Seeing Zheng Chaoshan's frightened expression, Zhang Cheng touched his neck and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, if it were an ordinary person, you would have slit their throat by now!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zheng Chaoshan didn't speak, but fear appeared in his eyes, because what was going on?
"Surprised? Because these are the Thirteen Bodyguards of the Horizontal Training!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Cheng slammed his right hand against the wall beside him.
"boom!"

The walls cracked, and bricks began to fall off.
Seeing Zhang Cheng nearly shatter the wall with a single punch, Zheng Zhaoshan was horrified. Was this even human?

With his left foot forward, Zhang Cheng raised his triangular bayonet again and said, "I didn't actually want to kill you with my own hands, Dr. Zheng! But it seems you can't escape!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Zheng Chaoshan was completely stunned, for he had actually seen through his identity.

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was about to rush forward.

But just then, a loud shout came from behind: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang!"

Hearing the commotion, Zhang Cheng immediately stopped what he was doing. Just then, Zheng Chaoshan turned and jumped over the wall, giving Zhang Cheng a meaningful look before quickly fleeing.

Watching Zheng Chaoshan leave, Zhang Cheng didn't chase after him. Just as he said, he didn't intend to kill him with his own hands.
The other party saved Guangming, so Zhang Cheng didn't want to do it himself.
He's a man who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment, so let's leave Zheng Chaoshan to Zheng Chaoyang to handle!

This was absolutely not something Zhang Cheng wanted to see for his amusement; it was purely out of his "gratitude"!
Zheng Chaoshan: Junior brother, you're ruthless!
Zhang Cheng: Don't be like that, senior brother, I'm the most grateful person ever!
Zheng Chaoyang: Ding Xie repaying a debt of gratitude? Or will it lead to the destruction of his family?
Are you alright, Xiao Zhang?

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Hao Pingchuan began to speak.
"I'm fine, but I need to talk to Lao Zheng!"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Hao Pingchuan, a smile crept onto his lips.
"what happened?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Hao Pingchuan and his group stood up.
"It's nothing, it's just that there are rats in his house, and they're really big ones!"

Patting Hao Pingchuan on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and kicked Yang Fenggang in the face, saying, "Get up yourself, and wait for me to carry you!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a wronged expression, Yang Fenggang rubbed his backside as he got up and staggered forward.

Hao Pingchuan would occasionally kick him from behind.
The reason Zhang Cheng didn't use the Type 5 or Type 6 assault rifle is because in such narrow alleys, once a bullet is fired, it all depends on luck!
The deadliest killers on the battlefield are not the most skilled snipers, but stray bullets.
(End of this chapter)