The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1880 I can feel guilty, but I can't regret it!

Armed special forces had already arrived at the entrance of HSBC.

Armed helicopters were even circling overhead, closely monitoring everything.
Escorted by police, Zhang Cheng was questioned.

But at that moment, Zhang Cheng subtly narrowed his eyes, because there were still some robbers who hadn't been killed on the spot, but were seriously injured and being sent to the hospital by ambulance for emergency treatment.

With a ruthless glint in his eyes, Zhang Cheng quickly turned his head and looked towards the distant building.
The moment Zhang Cheng raised his head, the two figures in the distance, one crouching and one standing, exuding full combat power, silently nodded.
This was Zhang Cheng's backup plan, Krieg.
"Crack!"

With practiced ease, Krieg loaded his sniper rifle, aimed at the ambulance in the distance, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang, bang, bang!"

A series of gunshots rang out, and chaos erupted at HSBC. Police officers began shouting, "Sniper! Sniper!"

"The gunfire is coming from the eight o'clock direction, quick, armed helicopters!"

"Suppressive firepower! Suppressive firepower!"

"Oh no, the robbers are doomed!"

As the commotion began, people in the street started running away frantically.

After dealing with the last seriously wounded robber, Krieg and his team immediately stood up, shouldered their sniper rifles, and prepared to leave.

But just then, the sound of armed helicopters rang out.
Seeing the armed helicopter flying straight towards them, Krieg beside him picked up a rocket launcher and took aim.

"What is that? Damn it, RPG, RPG, dodge, dodge!"

Upon discovering what was on Krieg's shoulder, the driver immediately began to roar frantically.

Because getting hit by this is no joke.
"boom!"

The rocket launcher was pulled, and the missile came hurtling in from behind, spewing flames.

With a quick turn, the armed helicopter narrowly avoided a collision.
"Oh!"

The missile struck the adjacent building, instantly shattering its exterior walls and sending countless panes of glass raining down from the sky.

Despite his mistake, Krieg showed no remorse; instead, the thrill of the hunt shone in his eyes. He took out his rocket launcher again and aimed.
Just as the attack helicopter righted itself, another rocket appeared.
"not good!"

The driver's pupils contracted rapidly; before the flashback could even begin, he was struck directly.
"boom!"

The attack helicopter exploded into a fireball in mid-air, then crashed into a nearby building, creating a scene of utter devastation as it fell.
A barely perceptible smile played on Zhang Cheng's lips as he walked away into the distance amidst the chaotic crowd.

After doing all this, Krieg dropped the rocket launcher in his hand and disappeared through the gate.

Afternoon, Manhattan,

The news prominently featured reports of the morning's attack.

However, due to the crash of the armed helicopter, many innocent bystanders were caught in the crossfire.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Zhang Cheng felt a chill in his heart.
Because he can feel guilty, but he can never regret it.

"Drip drip!"

The phone rang, and Zhang Cheng, seeing the caller ID, immediately said, "It's me!" "Boss, you went to HSBC this morning? Are you alright?"

Lauren Wu spoke with concern, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

Because Zhang Cheng is a real "god of wealth," he single-handedly supported Far East Investment. If something were to happen to Zhang Cheng, it would be a real mess!
"I'm fine. I was hiding in the toilet when the robbers came!"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng explained, regardless of whether Lauren Wu believed him or not.
"You, hiding in the toilet?"

Lauren Wu spoke with suspicion, but upon hearing his words, her head was buzzing.
Given Zhang Cheng's "socially awkward" demeanor, is he hiding from the robbers, or are the robbers hiding from him?
Lauren Wu knew all too well just how ruthless Zhang Cheng's "bodyguards" were; they were a truly heartless bunch.
Didn't you see that Duan Peng and his group were involved in a series of car accidents right after they came out of the artillery bureau?

Thinking of this, cold sweat involuntarily broke out on Lauren Wu's forehead.
Because Bain & Company's New York headquarters sent a message that Zhang Cheng requested that approximately 600 million yuan be laundered.
As for where the funds came from, the headquarters may not know, but Lauren Wu seems to have a feeling that the money came from HSBC!
"Why do not you speak?"

Speaking to Lauren Wu on the phone, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask a question.
"You, you, I'm so glad you're alright!"

After uttering those words dryly, Lauren Wu quickly reached out, grabbed a tissue from the side, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

But as soon as Lauren Wu saw the words on the table about Zhang Cheng winning the International Mathematical Olympiad in Switzerland, she immediately took a deep breath.
If he remembered correctly, there was a robbery at a Swiss bank when Zhang Cheng was in Switzerland, right?

"I appreciate your concern. Go ahead and get busy! I'll be heading to the medical school soon. I'll contact a professor there; I need a private lab and experimental materials. Money isn't an issue, understand?"

Speaking to Lauren Wu, Zhang Cheng didn't know what he was thinking, but he knew Lauren Wu was now in the same boat as him.

"Yes, boss, I'll arrange it for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Lauren Wu's breathing became heavy.
But when he saw Zhang Cheng's smiling face in the newspaper, a chill ran through him.
Even if he guessed that Zhang Cheng had a problem, who would dare to believe it?

"This can't be! Absolutely impossible! I must be overthinking it. Yes, I'm overthinking it!"

After pouring himself a glass of water and drinking it, Lauren Wu finally relaxed.

The next morning, Zhang Cheng received a summons from the New York Police Department, again to assist with an investigation.
But Zhang Cheng had a lawyer from Bain & Company handle it, because he didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing.

Upon arriving at New York Medical School, Zhang Cheng quickly met his "teacher".
A refined professor, around fifty years old, had to accept "funding" from Bain & Company because his daughter was seriously ill!
"Zhang, I know how you got in here, so I hope you genuinely love medicine, otherwise I'll definitely kick you out! Because medicine is an extremely rigorous academic discipline!"

Brando stared intently at Zhang Cheng, his face full of seriousness.
"I will, Professor!"

Looking at the other person with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng agreed with what they said.

After all, there's a saying in the Far East: "One whose talent is not close to that of an immortal cannot be a doctor; one whose virtue is not close to that of a Buddha cannot be a doctor!"

What does this show? It shows that doctors need both talent and ethics!
But Zhang, by chance, had neither.
But it doesn't matter. As long as he has enough experimental materials, he can still become a famous doctor. After all, practice makes perfect.

For the past thousand years, his greatest skill has been helping people "go their separate ways"!

After securing a lab spot, Zhang Cheng was faced with a headache because he lacked the necessary supplies.
Zhang Cheng continued to call Bain & Company, subtly telling them that he needed various "equipment" for treating his illness!
Upon receiving Zhang Cheng's instructions, Bain & Company's first reaction was not to refuse, but rather, to demand more money.
In the following period, Zhang Cheng rarely left the laboratory, because someone would bring him all sorts of "cases".
Having grown through countless surgeries, Zhang Cheng now instinctively grabs a scalpel and goes to give a couple of scalpel cuts whenever he sees someone sleeping.

However, Brando quickly discovered this behavior, because he simply couldn't believe that he, as New York's most famous surgeon, would have an intern student who was like "Satan"!

However, Brando did not immediately drive Zhang Cheng away because he discovered that Zhang Cheng was able to perform various high-difficulty surgeries completely in the experiment, even completely removing cancer cells, with the precision of artificial intelligence, which was almost monstrous!

Satan: You call me Satan? You're giving me too much credit!
Zhang Cheng: Advances in medicine require sacrifices!

(End of this chapter)