The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1403 Even bad guys need healthy competition!
Mangya Cliff, scorching hot under the sun.
However, the people in the town were filled with fear at this moment.

Because another murder has occurred.

As he directed the residents to take shelter, Zuo Luo's face was full of seriousness.

After Xiao Fan left, only the three policemen remained in Mangya, but they only had one weapon.
Outside, there are at least twenty more ruthless bandits.

At another construction site, Xia Ran looked at the ruthless bandit whose head had been smashed despite his desperate efforts, and her eyes were now filled with coldness.

Xia Ran: My name is Wang Dachui, oops, Xia Ran. I am a Vietnam War veteran, also known as the "Deathbird" because I was the only survivor in the entire company! Now I am a border policeman working in Mangya. I originally planned to reach the pinnacle of my life and marry a rich and beautiful woman, but I never expected that a ruthless bandit would come. Moreover, there is a bandit among bandits, because he even killed his own people!

Zhang Cheng:
"My parents always told me that Huangmei Opera is not easy to sing."

Humming a little tune, Zhang Cheng sang a song while munching on a steamed bun.

"Ugh, I'm choking!"

Patting his chest, Zhang Cheng quickly grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down.
After feeling much better, he picked up the binoculars and observed, "Who should I kill next? This is a tough choice!"

A flash of light, and Zhang Cheng quickly looked into the distance.

Just as he saw a man in a dark green police uniform looking at him, he immediately smiled, raised his left hand, and made a gesture.
Inside the police station, Xia Ran hurriedly put down his binoculars, his face showing disbelief, because he actually saw Zhang Cheng making the attack gesture of a Vietnam War veteran!

Xia Ran raised her binoculars again, wanting to continue observing or get some information from the other party, but Zhang Cheng had already disappeared.

Zhang Cheng jumped off the small building, landed steadily, and then walked away into the distance.

He had already warned Xia Ran, hoping she would be smarter.
As a fellow veteran, Zhang Cheng knew that Xia Ran would not admit defeat so easily, but by doing so, he was undoubtedly gambling with his life, and it wasn't worth it!

While munching on a flatbread, Zhang Cheng walked towards the warehouse.

Halfway there, Big Head appeared in his car.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who seemed completely relaxed, he immediately roared, "Zhang Laoliu, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Would you like some guokui (a type of flatbread)?"

Looking at Da Tou with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask,

"Snapped!"

Da Tou slapped the guokui (a type of flatbread) out of Zhang Cheng's hand and said angrily, "What the hell is going on? You're still eating guokui outside! Are you out of your mind? Go home right now! Don't you know we're raising a ghost in our house?"

Looking down at the flatbread on the ground, Zhang Cheng stared blankly, then slowly reached for his waist.
"Eat this, and get back here right now!"

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to make his move, Da Tou took a bag of soft bread out of the car.
Looking at what Da Tou was holding, Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Thank you, big brother!"

"Fuck off!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng's grateful expression, Da Tou couldn't help but scold him.

Watching the jeep drive away, Zhang Cheng picked up the flatbread from the ground, patted it clean, broke off a piece, and stuffed it back into his mouth, saying, "Wasting food is not good!"

Upon arriving at the regrouping point, the gang members had all returned.

No one paid any attention to Zhang Cheng, who was gnawing on a flatbread. With their lives hanging in the balance, who was in the mood to eat?
Seated at the top, the accountant's eyes were filled with serious scrutiny.

He believed that if a ghost appeared, it would inevitably come here to find an opportunity to strike.
However, after observing the group, the accountant turned his attention to a few people he couldn't figure out.
As for Zhang Cheng, who was munching on a flatbread and chugging water in the corner, he was completely ignored.
After all, he dared not doubt that a ruthless bandit would almost choke to death while eating a guokui (a type of flatbread)!
Inside the silent warehouse, the gang members stood on the perimeter, seemingly awaiting orders.
Before long, Big Head returned with his men. As soon as he appeared, Gray Donkey asked, "So, did you dig it up?"

"Ah! Here it is!"

Leading his men forward, they saw Big Head instructing someone to place the box in the middle.
But the moment the box was opened, everyone present was stunned, because inside, it was filled with banknotes and various gold and silver jewelry.

Swallowing hard, many of the ruthless bandits stared wide-eyed at the sight.
Zhang Cheng continued munching on his flatbread, glancing at the other side, because he had no interest in these things. He came here to kill everyone!
Zhang Cheng: Money doesn't matter. As long as I kill you, the money will still be mine!

Beishan: Don't forget, I'm your older brother!
Xia Ran: Being his older brother is probably a bit risky!

Standing up, Qumado said arrogantly, "See that? See that? Big brother has many, many more boxes like that."

Upon hearing Tramadol's words, many people turned to look at the accountant.
Because he's the second-in-command in the gang, he should know that the boss has that much money!
But facing everyone's gaze, the accountant's face showed astonishment; clearly, he didn't know that his older brother had secretly buried the money.

"Now that my brother's fate is unknown, I say, why don't we split the money and each go our own way and live happily ever after?"

Showing his gold teeth, Tramadol's face was contorted with rage, making him appear exceptionally arrogant.

Upon hearing Qumado's words, everyone present was moved, but fearing that Beishan might suddenly wake up, no one spoke.

"What's with those expressions? Are you afraid our leader will wake up? Let me tell you, our leader is dying. All these years, we've been living on a salary. Are we still considered ruthless bandits?!"

As he questioned the crowd, Qumado became serious.
"What do you mean by saying my older brother is dying?!"

Staring at Qu Maduo, the gray donkey began to ask questions.

"It means exactly what it says. He should be dead by now!"

With a sinister grin, Tramadol looked toward the restaurant not far away.
Just now, when Da Tou went out, he had already sent his elder brother to his sister-in-law Li Hong's place to recuperate.

However, he secretly instructed Li Hong to poison him, and if successful, to immediately turn on the light to indicate that the plan had succeeded.

Upon hearing Tramadol's words, the people present were filled with cunning thoughts, and many revealed sly glances.
"I've inquired, and there are only three local police officers and one gun in the station right now. If we take them out, we can dig as much as we want, get the money, and then everyone can go their separate ways. How about it!"

Looking at everyone with an excited expression, Qumad shouted,

But just as he finished speaking, the gray-haired man who stepped forward picked up his gun and prepared to attack from behind.

Before Grey Donkey could fire, Zhang Cheng aimed directly at Grey Donkey's head and said, "I think Brother Qu is right. Also, if you dare to fire, I dare to kill you first!"

Turning his head in terror, when Qumado saw the gray donkey pointing a gun at him, he roared in fury, "You dare to aim at me?"

"You want to rebel?"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng, the gray donkey also roared angrily.

"My brother didn't say anything, so nobody can touch this money!"

Looking at the gray donkey, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes with a cold expression.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Da Tou said with relief, "Alright, Gray Donkey, let's not get into any more trouble. Things aren't settled yet!"

Although he also wanted the grey donkey to kill Tramadol, he now preferred this "loyal" underling.

(End of this chapter)