The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1752 Zhang Cheng: "Wait, don't die yet!"

The dim candlelight flickered, and Wang Po, clutching her throat, finally collapsed into a pool of blood.

Reaching her, Zhang Cheng used his foot to flip it over, and then saw the words she had covered. He couldn't help but squint.

Because, on her deathbed, Wang Po actually wrote the character "诚" (chéng, meaning sincerity) on his name, as if she wanted to tell the constable something.
However, Zhang Cheng was prepared for this.
After all, this wasn't the first time he'd wiped out an entire family; how could such petty tricks possibly fool him?
Zhang Cheng didn't execute her cleanly and efficiently simply because he wanted her to suffer more before she died.
Wang Po: You beast, you really are a wretch!

Zhang Cheng: Of the ten techniques for annihilating a family, I have mastered nine of them, nine!
After leaving Wang Po's house, Zhang Cheng glanced around and abandoned the idea of ​​knocking over the candle.

After all, this location is adjacent to the surrounding houses, and if something goes wrong, it could easily cause a fire.
But he wasn't a born killer, so why would he do such a thing?
With light steps, Zhang Cheng arrived at the Ximen family's house and skillfully scaled the wall.

However, just as a servant was passing by, Zhang Cheng smacked him on the head with his backhand, then looked at the hammer in his hand and said, "Damn it, no matter how good your kung fu is, it's not as effective as this thing!"

Looking at the servant who had fallen into a deep sleep like a baby, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Falling asleep as soon as he lays down, it's good to be young!"

With that, Zhang Cheng dragged him to a corner and headed towards the backyard.

Once inside the backyard, there were clearly no servants left, since this was Ximen Qing's "territory"!
After exploring each room, Zhang Cheng arrived at a secluded courtyard.
Looking at the lit room, Zhang Cheng hadn't even entered when he heard shouts coming from inside.

"Is it a no-go? Is it a no-go? Is it a no-go?!"

"It's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit!"

Standing there dumbfounded, Zhang Cheng, hammer in hand, had no idea what to do!

"What the hell? Is this a hit or a miss?"

With the question "Is it good or bad?" popping into his mind, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Damn it, I'm here to be a decent human being, not to hear whether it's good or bad!"

Thinking about his task for tonight, Zhang Cheng immediately prepared to take action.

But before he could kick the door, there was silence inside.
Hesitantly retreating, Zhang Cheng hid in the darkness. A short while later, rustling sounds arose.

When Ximen Qing, dressed in loose clothing, came out, Zhang Cheng saw him put a few pills into his mouth.

Muttering curses as he walked away, Ximen Qing couldn't help but say, "This won't do! It's only been a short time, and your strength is already waning!"

Watching Ximen Qing's retreating figure, Zhang Cheng flashed forward and immediately rushed up.

When the light-footed Ximen Qing sensed something, he immediately turned his head and dodged.
"Wow!"

With a whooshing sound, Ximen Qing immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "Where did this little thief come from? How dare he ambush you, Master Ximen! Guards! Guards!"

However, despite Ximen Qing's voice, no servants rushed to the courtyard.
With a sinister grin, Zhang Cheng looked at Ximen Qing and said, "While you were shouting 'Is it good or bad?', I already took care of your servants. Tonight, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you."

Zhang Cheng slapped his thigh with the blood-stained hammer, looking at Ximen Qing with a mocking expression.
Looking at the masked person before him, Ximen Qing felt a strange sense of familiarity.
"Wow!"

The hammer came crashing down, but Zhang Cheng didn't waste any words.

After all, he came here to be a person, not to cook!
The villain dies from talking too much, the hero loses because of being too kind.
Zhang Cheng will resolutely uphold his master's rules!
Li Yicong: Disciple, Master was wrong. Why don't you cook first?
Zhang Cheng: Cooking? What kind of cooking? I learned to be a good person first!
Liu Hongchang: Cooking starts with being a good person? If you only learn the second half, how can you become a master chef?

"How dare you lay a hand on me!"

Turning around and waving his clothes, Ximen Qing immediately displayed a skillful "Kasaya Subduing Demons" technique.
Looking at the coat obscuring his vision, Zhang Cheng was also momentarily unable to determine his direction.
Because he always felt that Ximen Qing, that bastard, must have taken the script from Ximen Chuixue!
Otherwise, why would someone like Ximen Qing be so good at fighting? Are you trying to kill the protagonist?

"Bang bang bang!"

His fist flew out like lightning. As Ximen Qing forced Zhang Cheng to retreat, he immediately flipped over and kicked out.
With his arms outstretched in front of him, Zhang Cheng stared blankly at Ximen Qing, who was using the momentum to retreat, because something was wrong with the script!
Zhang Cheng: Director, Director, did you get the wrong script?! Director: Martial Arts Director, Martial Arts Director, what the hell did you teach him? Does Ximen Qing know the Kasaya Subduing Demon Skill?
Action Director: Screenwriter, look at what the hell you wrote!
"call!"

Exhaling a breath of foul air, Ximen Qing executed the "White Crane Spreads Wings" move and immediately stared at Zhang Cheng, saying, "If you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened! Otherwise, I'll definitely take your life!"

"Pfft!"

Unable to suppress a laugh, Zhang Cheng clutched his stomach and exclaimed, "Hahaha, hahaha, this is hilarious! I really didn't expect anyone to say something like that to me!"

Putting away the hammer, Zhang Cheng twisted his neck with both hands, producing a series of cracking sounds.

Swallowing hard, Ximen Qing felt a sudden surge of pressure emanating from the other man, for some reason.
Standing on tiptoe, Zhang Cheng jumped twice in place, then suddenly raised his arm, assuming a fixed stance, and pointed his finger at the center of the plains.

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

Looking coldly at Ximen Qing, Zhang Cheng finished speaking and then suddenly rushed out.
Seeing Zhang Cheng's punching stance, Ximen Qing immediately waved his coat, as if he were about to unleash his "Kasaya Subduing Demon Skill."

However, in response to Ximen Qing's attack, Zhang Cheng simply shook his hands to the sides, the powerful force tearing his coat open.
Staring wide-eyed at his suddenly torn clothes and Zhang Cheng appearing before him, Ximen Qing's eyes widened.
"Oh!"

Zhang Cheng slammed a punch into Ximen Qing's chest, then strode forward, his hand gestures instantly changing to the Black Dragon Eighteen Hands' Python Turnaround.

Suddenly lifted into the air, Ximen Qing immediately sensed something was wrong, but the next second, he crashed heavily to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

With a swift kick, Zhang Cheng severed Ximen Qing's head, giving him no chance to struggle.

Startled, Ximen Qing rolled over and watched as the once-solid floor tiles crumbled under his feet, a chill running down his spine.

"Eight Extremes - Top Elbow!"

Seeing that his move hadn't elicited laughter, Zhang Cheng used the momentum from his stomp to lunge forward, elbowing his chest.
"Oh!"

He had just stood up when he was blasted away, crashing into a pillar in the corridor, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

"I told you, I'll beat you to death!"

Looking coldly at Ximen Qing, Zhang Cheng strode forward, gathered his strength in both fists, and immediately slammed them down, shouting: "Eight Extremes - Standing Heaven Cannon!"

"boom!"

A fist slammed into Ximen Qing's chest, and the sound of bones cracking rang out.

Staring wide-eyed in disbelief, Ximen Qing watched as Zhang Cheng's mask fell off, his face contorted with rage as he exclaimed, "It's you! It was actually you!"

Facing Ximen Qing's gaze, Zhang Cheng picked up his mask, wrapped it around himself again, and said, "You shouldn't have had designs on Pan Jinlian."

"If you want it, you can tell me why you had to kill me!"

Coughing up blood continuously, Ximen Qing's neck lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing completely.

Upon hearing Ximen Qing's last words, Zhang Cheng immediately panicked and cried out, "Damn it, don't die! Don't die yet! If you die, I'll lose my innocence! I didn't want Pan Jinlian! Let me explain! Please listen to me!"

Seeing that Ximen Qing had no reaction, Zhang Cheng was at a loss. How could he explain that he hadn't killed him because of Pan Jinlian?

Ximen Qing: If it's not for Pan Jinlian, are you doing it for Wu Dalang?

Zhang Cheng: Okay, I did it for Pan Jinlian!
(End of this chapter)