The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1927 Blame Everyone for Equality!
The brightly lit Chinatown

At the night market stalls, people were sitting at barbecue stands drinking beer.

With a mouthful of grilled meat, Han Yueping said with a big smile, "Chengzi, you have no idea how fast transactions happen here. Once we agreed to sell, the owner just called the police to come and help us with the transfer of ownership, and even got the IDs sorted out at the same time!"

As he spoke, Han Yueping took out his ID and handed it to Zhang Cheng.

When Zhang Cheng saw the identity, he froze on the spot, his eyes widening as he asked, "You paid me?"

"Oh, we gave it to him! It was just that bag of cash, we just gave it to him!"

Addressing Zhang Cheng, Hu Dahai finished his drink, placed the bottle on the table, and explained.
After hearing Hu Dahai's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Damn, two million for three identities?"

"What do you mean? What does it mean to buy three identities for two million?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with confusion, Liu Huaqiang's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

“Brother, we’ve been scammed. That old bastard wants to run away and will definitely need to cash out. We’ve paid him, but the bar’s paperwork might not be complete. Is it possible that he mortgaged the bar to a local ‘group’ before the transfer of ownership?”

When Zhang Cheng spoke to Liu Huaqiang, he only wanted them to discuss the price; he didn't intend to make a deal immediately.

Furthermore, the fact that the other party paid someone to transfer the ownership proves that the bar definitely has a mortgage issue.
Although it's unclear who he borrowed the money from, what if they come to take over the bar with the contract?
So, there's no such thing as a free lunch; if there is, it's probably laced with rat poison!

Once the other party gets the money, they'll definitely run away, leaving Liu Huaqiang and the others to guard the bar and fight back against the "group."

Regardless of whether it ends in a lose-lose situation or Liu Huaqiang and his group are driven away, he won't suffer any losses.
After all, the bar has already cashed out and doesn't need to pay the debts. Why would he stay and wait for both sides to come after him?
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Liu Huaqiang's eyes turned cold as he asked, "So what do we do now?"

"What can we do? Let's just wait and see! We'll talk about it when the debt collectors arrive!"

He exhaled a thick cloud of mist, and Zhang Cheng's eyes turned cold.
Because he really didn't expect that there were such audacious "Kaoji people" in Bangkok who would even trick him. It was like walking on a knife's edge, risking their lives!

Raising his glass, Liu Huaqiang didn't say much, just kept drinking.
Seeing Liu Huaqiang's expression, Han Yueping and Hu Dahai also fell silent, their smiles fading away.
As midnight approached, Zhang Cheng grew increasingly angry and irritable.

After all, that's two million yuan, which is ten million Thai baht.
Having suffered such a huge loss for no reason, Zhang was so angry that he didn't even want to go get a foot bath.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng decided to make up for it elsewhere. He would stake out the people who had run away tonight, no matter if they went to Malaysia, Hong Kong, or other places. As long as he caught them, he would treat them all as people who had cheated him out of two million and beat them up!

Zhang Cheng: Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame me for not being human!
Ding Xiu: My family member, from the moment he was born, there really wasn't anything special about his birth!

After getting dressed, Zhang Cheng put on his coat and walked outside.

But just then, Jinbao, sitting in the living room, asked, "Are you going out?"

"Go out and relax!"

Zhang Cheng smiled as he addressed Jinbao, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "By the way, Brother Bao, did you send the money back?"

"It's been sent back, to the Far Eastern Bank, which isn't far from here!"

With a bright smile, Jinbao seemed very happy when he talked about it.
After all, he came out to work just to make his family's life a little better, didn't he?

Yesterday, when dividing the money, Zhang Cheng specifically took out 800,000 yuan and asked Han Yueping, Hu Dahai, Jinbao, and Wang Dapeng to send it back home. Liu Huaqiang agreed with this, after all, as the eldest brother, he couldn't let his brothers risk their lives outside while the family had no money at all.
Nowadays, 200,000 yuan is enough to buy a well-located apartment!

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhang Cheng prepared to leave.

But just then, Jinbao looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Why don't I go with you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's back, Jin Bao could sense that he had a somewhat murderous aura tonight, clearly indicating that he was going to make a move!

Although Jinbao didn't know why Zhang Cheng, who had just arrived, wanted to "mess with someone," he wasn't comfortable letting the other person go alone!
Turning to look at Jinbao, Zhang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's go together!"

After going downstairs, Zhang Cheng sat in the van, lit a cigarette, and leisurely drove off into the distance.
Looking at Zhang Cheng's practiced movements, Jinbao asked in surprise, "You've been here before?"

"Just take a few more glances at the map!"

A bright smile appeared on his face, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

As a qualified "tactical master," Zhang Cheng is highly skilled at map interpretation.

Moreover, with the "battle situation" as an aid in the past, Zhang Cheng was able to demonstrate amazing talent regardless of the terrain!
Lu Yan: What the hell do you mean? Huh! What do you mean? You mean I don't look at the map?
Shadow Legion: The King is questioning you and sharing his location with you!
Arriving at a nearby port known for its bustling activity,
Zhang Cheng sat in the car and slowly put on the Tang Monk doll head.
Looking at Zhang Cheng's expression, Jinbao, with wide eyes, asked in astonishment, "No, Chengzi, what are you doing?"

"My cousin lost two million, but I have to make up for it from somewhere else! So, I'll blame everyone who ran away here equally."

After saying this with a serious expression, Zhang Cheng immediately pulled out of the car and drew his gun.

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jinbao froze on the spot.
Because what's the difference between this and someone surnamed Wang knocking on the door and the neighbor surnamed Wu taking the blame?
However, Jinbao was stunned when he thought about it carefully, because the people who came here to run away did not seem to be good people.

Is this another kind of double-cross?
At the harbor, a bar owner, carrying a large bag, was on the phone, his heart filled with anxiety.
Because if he waits a few days and the other party realizes what's happening, he'll have no way to escape.

After all, what kind of person would come here carrying such a large amount of cash?

"Whoosh!"

The lights came on, and a small boat slowly sailed over.

But just as the boss was about to board the ship, gunshots rang out in the distance.
"Boom!"

A sharp gunshot rang out. Zhang Cheng stepped forward, stood on one of the men, stared at his tattoos, and then snatched his duffel bag.
But after opening it, Zhang Cheng looked at the thing inside and immediately kicked the other person's neck, saying, "Damn it, what era are we living in? Still playing Double Lions Stomping the Earth!"

At this point, Zhang Cheng tossed his duffel bag into the sea, looking particularly unlucky.

But just then, Zhang Cheng stared blankly at the person carrying a bag not far away, then pointed at the person and said, "Holy crap! What the hell are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen someone double-cross someone before? Wait, isn't that my bag?"

Seeing Zhang Cheng yelling at him, the bar owner anxiously said, "Quickly set sail! Quickly set sail! That guy is trying to silence us!"

Before the hotel owner could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng, wearing a Tang Monk-style bobblehead hairstyle, came running towards them, one hand on his head and the other holding a gun. His speed was so fast it was like his feet were leaving a phantom trail.

Staring in horror at this scene, not only the hotel owner but also the smuggler was terrified.

(End of this chapter)