The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1412 Where is my beloved little motorcycle?

Heading south, the Jeep eventually gave out and broke down.
Inside the repair shop, Zhang Cheng looked at the mechanic's pained expression and couldn't help but say, "How about I give you my car, and you help me get a new one?"

Turning his head, the master looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Can't stand the light of day?"

"Are you kidding me? Something that can't be brought to light? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Looking at his master, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
"picture!"

Nodding, the master looked at him earnestly.
"I want that one, is that okay?"

Pointing to a nearly new 125cc motorcycle not far away, Zhang Cheng inquired about it.

"Your vehicle is in such a state, if you want to exchange it for my motorcycle, I'll be at a huge disadvantage!"

When Zhang Cheng asked for a price, the master didn't refuse immediately, but instead started bargaining.
Hearing this, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Add more money?"

"Okay, okay! No problem, how much?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the master couldn't help but get excited, because this kid was really smart; he hadn't even said anything yet, and the other party had already agreed!

"How about this, how about another five thousand?"

Zhang Cheng smiled as he addressed his master.

"Five thousand? That's fantastic, you little rascal!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a happy expression, the master seemed to have forgotten one thing: five thousand yuan could buy him a new motorcycle. Why would he buy this nearly new one?
A minute later, the master, his face bruised and swollen, handed five thousand to Zhang Cheng and said, "Here, five thousand, count it!"

"That's more like it! Five thousand plus this motorcycle in exchange for my big Jeep, what a bargain! Where's the big Jeep?!"

Patting the hood, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

But just then, a cloud of dust filled the hood.
"Cough, cough, cough!"

Amidst the violent coughing, Zhang Cheng and his master exchanged awkward glances.

"Come on, sign this and we're leaving!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng hand over the IOU for a loan of five thousand, the master looked up and said, "You're going to write me an IOU?"

"Did you write this for me?"

Zhang Cheng slapped his master on the head and yelled, "You want me to write it for you? Are you blind? Write it now!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a wronged expression, the master's face was filled with sorrow.

Because this young man is utterly unsportsmanlike! He started fighting without warning, not even giving the young man a chance to dodge!
But seeing his apprentices still groaning on the ground, the master finally signed the papers.

After all, he wouldn't lose money once the car was repaired. The main problem was that he was too greedy and wanted to squeeze more money out of Zhang Cheng.

How could Zhang tolerate this?
Goodbye!

Wearing goggles, Zhang Cheng rode away on his motorcycle with a broad smile.
Watching Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, the driver stood at the door with a wronged expression. It was his new car!
On a street in Wuhan,

Zhang Cheng, who had stopped his motorcycle, was eating hot dry noodles by the roadside.

However, when Zhang Cheng finished eating and came out, he froze on the spot.
Where did his big motorcycle go?
Looking at the almost invisible motorcycle in front of him, Zhang Cheng went to the parking space and looked around.
Reaching out to touch the air, Zhang Cheng felt as if he were hallucinating!
"Young man, what are you doing?"

Watching Zhang Cheng's actions, the old man next to him stared at him with a suspicious expression.
Upon hearing the old man's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "My motorcycle, did you see it?"

"I just saw it, but it's gone now!"

The old man smiled as he spoke to Zhang Cheng.

"Towed it away? That can't be!"

Looking at his parking spot, Zhang Cheng didn't realize that parking was prohibited there!

"Are you stupid? I meant your car got stolen!"

The old man complained to Zhang Cheng, his tone irritating.
Upon hearing the old man's words, Zhang Cheng froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. He, Zhang Cheng, the king of bandits, the grandmaster, had his car stolen! Seeing Zhang Cheng's dazed expression, the old man said, "Here, it's normal!"

"I understand, thank you so much, sir!"

After speaking to the old man, Zhang Cheng silently left.
He originally planned to eat hot dry noodles here and then leave, but now he can't, he's going to eat people!

In the bustling train station, several shady-looking young men were squatting together.
But just as they were smoking, dark clouds slowly covered the sky.

When the leader looked up, he saw the tall and imposing Zhang Cheng appear.

Upon seeing the man in the black shirt with the snake-like appendage visible on his left wrist, the other man immediately said, "You son of a bitch!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped the young man across the face, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The others stared in shock at the scene, their eyes wide as well.

But Zhang Cheng didn't give them a chance to react; he slapped each of them. They were stunned, but it didn't hurt their brains.

The men who had been beaten were lying on the ground. Seeing the growing crowd, Zhang Cheng grabbed the leader and headed towards the alley.

Seeing their eldest brother being taken away, the men angrily stood up, drew their daggers, and gave chase.

But just as they stormed in, their faces contorted with rage, Zhang Cheng turned around and raised his gun.
"Brother, it's a misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding!"

After putting down their knives, smiles immediately appeared on their faces, unusually obsequious.
Because at most they'd just pocket some money at the station; they wouldn't risk their lives against someone with a gun!
That's why thugs in the martial arts world never provoke passing martial artists, because they'd really get beaten to death!
Two minutes later, in the alley,

"Snapped!"

A slap landed on the leader's face, and the others were now obediently squatting in a horse stance.

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a wronged expression, the young man, whose legs were trembling, said, "Big brother, if you have something to say, just ask me. Please don't hit me!"

"Didn't I ask?"

Looking at these people, Zhang Cheng was also surprised.

"You just came up and started hitting me, how are we supposed to know? What do you want to ask?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in despair, the young people were almost in tears, because what kind of person was he!
"Sorry, I got a little angry!"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng tucked his gun into his waistband and said, "My motorcycle got stolen. It was brand new, practically brand new. I'd only ridden it for less than 300 kilometers, and wow, it's gone!"

Clapping his hands in a gesture of approval, Zhang Cheng looked at the group and asked, "What do we do?"

With their eyes wide open, the group immediately locked eyes with Zhang Cheng as they listened to his words.
At this moment, Zhang Cheng roared, "What do we do? What do you say we do? My car is gone!"

"Brother, we're the Buddha, not car thieves! It's no use you coming to us!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a wronged expression, the leader quickly began to explain.
"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped them again, delivering a series of quick blows to each of them, yelling, "Damn it, I despise you bunch of thieves! If you're so capable, go rob someone across the ocean! Stealing is nothing! And you dare steal from me? Do you even know who I am? Huh!"

Pointing at himself, Zhang Cheng's face was full of anger, appearing extremely furious.

"Big brother, big brother, stop hitting him! We know who did it!"

Stunned by the blow, one of them immediately shouted...
"Who?"

Looking at the person speaking in front of him, Zhang Cheng asked,
"Brother Ma, that group of guys specializes in motorcycles!"

The young man who had been beaten smiled as he explained to Zhang Cheng.
"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped him on the head again and scolded, "Still laughing? Take me to find that Brother Ma. If I don't beat his shit out today and stuff it back in, I'm not calling myself Yi Zhonghai, the moral paragon of the steel mill!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the others fell silent. "Daode Tianzun Yi Zhonghai, what an arrogant name!"
Yi Zhonghai:
(End of this chapter)