The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1372 Zhang Cheng: "I hate thieves the most!"

The bustling black market was crowded with people.

People were whispering amongst themselves, buying what they needed.

Looking at some unusual items, Zhang Cheng began to select them.
Do you have cigarette coupons?

Reaching a corner, Zhang Cheng noticed the ticket in the other person's hand and immediately asked about it.
"Yes, yes, yes! I have not only cigarette coupons, but also watches, bicycles, and sewing machines."

Seeing a customer come up, the man quickly smiled.

Shining a flashlight on the area, Zhang Cheng immediately nodded and said, "I don't need any of these, just give me the cigarette coupons!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the man counted out cigarette coupons and said, "Sixteen Grade A cigarette coupons, thirty Grade B cigarette coupons, and forty-five Grade C cigarette coupons! Do you want all of these?"

"All!"

Looking intently at the man, Zhang Cheng smiled.
Shortly afterward, once both sides had finished counting the cigarette coupons, they dispersed.
After putting the cigarette coupons into his storage space, Zhang Cheng clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, that cost over sixty yuan! I'll have to rob them back later!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

As Zhang Cheng was speaking, they were already slowly approaching a small courtyard.
He came here not to browse the black market, but to find Duan Feipeng.

After all, the only people left alive in Taoyuan were him, Zong Xiangfang, Wei Qiang, and a few others.
As for Zheng Chaoshan not wanting to maintain a dignified appearance after Zhang Cheng deals with this group of people, that's simple: Zhang Cheng will personally help him maintain a dignified appearance!
He wanted to save his son's life, but he had to give up his own; otherwise, he and Qin Zhaodi would both die!

Zhang Cheng will not show any mercy to any enemy agents!
With his triangular bayonet drawn, Zhang Cheng hummed a little tune as he flipped over and jumped onto the wall.
Duan Feipeng, known as "Erlang," was once a wanted thief in five provinces!
The reason why Duan Feipeng was chosen first was, of course, because Zhang himself disliked thieves!

If you're going to be a thief, then just be a thief, isn't that a good profession? Why do you have to become an enemy agent and kill people?

Carrying a knife around all day, people who don't know you might think you're a ruthless bandit.

Although Zhang Cheng was a ruthless bandit, he only cared about money, not his life.

Zhang Cheng: I am a ruthless bandit, but not an assassin!
With light footsteps, Zhang Cheng approached the door and carefully pried it open.

As he entered the dark room, he immediately burst into laughter.

"Wow!"

Jumping down from the beam, Duan Feipeng viciously thrust out his dagger.
But in the next second, Zhang Cheng blocked the opponent's dagger with his backhand.
"Clang!"

A spark appeared in the dark room, revealing two people locked in a rapid and intense struggle.
Staring fiercely at Zhang Cheng, Duan Feipeng, though unsure how he had been exposed, certainly didn't want to die.
With this belief, Duan Feipeng became extremely excited.

But if it were an ordinary person, Duan Feipeng might have been able to take care of them. However, he was facing the chosen one, the only one!

The triangular bayonet pierced Duan Feipeng's chest. Zhang Cheng slammed it onto the table, then ruthlessly pulled it out.

"Pfft!"

Blood stained his clothes and cheeks, and Zhang Cheng immediately lit the kerosene lamp.
Before long, as the room gradually brightened, Duan Feipeng was already spitting blood.

Seeing the other person's expression, Zhang Cheng stepped forward, lit a cigarette, and said, "Why didn't you just become a thief? Why did you choose this line of work? It's so dangerous!"

"Pfft!"

Spitting out blood, Duan Feipeng felt utterly hopeless upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words.

Watching Duan Feipeng slowly close his eyes, Zhang Cheng said with a sullen expression, "I hate thieves the most!"

Zhang Cheng closed the door, walked outside, and then raised his gun.
"Oh!"

Gunshots rang out, and the people in the black market widened their eyes instantly, fleeing in panic.

Black Market: First of all, I haven't provoked anyone!
After dealing with Duan Feipeng, Zhang Cheng went to see Wei Qiang.

As the president of the chamber of commerce, Wei Qiang was undoubtedly very good at hiding his true identity. Apart from a few people who knew his background, he was basically very well disguised.

Climbing over the wall, Zhang Cheng looked around and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, this is really nice accommodation!" As he spoke, Zhang Cheng landed and immediately noticed several hunting dogs staring at him.
"Go back to sleep! Stop yelling and I'll stew you all!"

Addressing the hunting dogs, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but scold them.
"Ouch!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the hunting dogs obediently went back.

The oppressive aura emanating from Zhang Cheng was simply too terrifying.

The battle began, and Zhang Cheng started making his move in the courtyard.
Zhang Cheng had no intention of showing any mercy to this group of enemy agents.
Clutching a man's neck, Zhang Cheng pierced his throat with a triangular bayonet, then slowly lowered it.

However, when Zhang Cheng arrived in front of Wei Qiang's house, no one in the entire courtyard was able to stand up.
Zhang Cheng pushed open the door and went inside, arriving at Wei Qiang's window.

Seeing that the other party, as the supreme commander, was still sleeping so soundly, Zhang Cheng slapped him across the face.

Startled awake from his deathbed dream, Wei Qiang was forced to restart his computer by a slap.

But when he saw Zhang Cheng by the bed, he immediately widened his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped Wei Qiang across the face again with a backhand motion, leaving him speechless.
How could someone with such a brain become the supreme commander of Taoyuan?

In this situation, shouldn't he beg for mercy and tell me where the money is hidden?

Slapped again, Wei Qiang felt his face burning and quickly realized what he had done, saying, "Great hero, I was blind and didn't recognize your worth! Please, let's talk this out!"

"money!"

Looking at Wei Qiang, Zhang Cheng, holding a triangular military dagger, inquired...

"The money's in the safe, the password is 1997! Take whatever silver dollars and gold coins you want, hero!"

When asked to speak to Zhang Cheng, Wei Qiang immediately covered his face and said...
Upon hearing Wei Qiang's words, Zhang Cheng laughed and said, "You're touching this?"

Zhang Cheng took out a Browning rifle and looked at Wei Qiang with a mocking expression.

When Wei Qiang saw Zhang Cheng's Browning, he froze on the spot, because wasn't that the gun he had hidden by his bed?

"You old rascal, you're not honest at all! Tell me, where is Jin Zi hiding?"

Looking at Wei Qiang, Zhang Cheng roared angrily with a serious expression.

"Didn't I tell you? It's in the safe!"

When he spoke to Zhang Cheng, Wei Qiang looked aggrieved.

"Pfft!"

The triangular bayonet pierced Wei Qiang's thigh, and his eyes widened in horror before he screamed in agony.
Shoving the gun muzzle into Wei Qiang's mouth, Zhang Cheng coldly asked, "Tell me, where is my Golden Purple?"

"There's a cellar behind the safe, and Jin Zi is in there!"

He spoke with a pained expression, feeling wronged, because how did this person know he had gold!

Hearing Wei Qiang say this, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Those who absorb things are heroes! You're quite good!"

Nodding, Zhang Cheng drew his triangular bayonet and slit his throat.
Staring wide-eyed at Zhang Cheng, Wei Qiang's face was filled with astonishment. Didn't he say where Jin Zi was? Why was he still trying to kill him?

Reaching the safe, Zhang Cheng smashed it open with a single punch, then began to loot it.

However, upon entering the cellar, Zhang Cheng watched as a bullet struck him between the eyebrows, then crumbled into a piece of cake and fell to the ground. His lips twitched immediately.
Good heavens, no wonder Wei Qiang spoke so quickly, it turns out there was a trap. I've really learned something!
While Zhang Cheng was rummaging for gold at Wei Qiang's house, Duan Feipeng was also discovered by Zheng Chaoyang.

Looking at the wound on his chest, Zheng Chaoyang froze on the spot, because it was a mark that could only be made by a triangular bayonet!
Zhang Cheng: What are you looking at? Do you think I'm the only one in the world using it? The guy next door uses it just the same thing!
Lu Yan: You're talking nonsense! I prefer using a dagger!
(End of this chapter)