The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1931 Things are getting interesting!
A light drizzle fell, turning the sky a deep black.
At the Chinatown Police Station, newly recruited Zhang Cheng greeted everyone with a broad smile.

Many people nodded in agreement as they saw Zhang Cheng following behind Kuntai.

Walking ahead, Kuntai was filled with apprehension. While the others didn't know Zhang Cheng's identity, he knew perfectly well that this guy was a ruthless bandit—the kind of person who would stand in the street in a half-crouched stance, holding his gun down, and shouting "Sweep your mother's ass!"
Upon entering the criminal investigation office, Kuntai introduced Zhang Cheng to everyone, saying, "This is Zhang Cheng. From now on, he's one of us! Everyone, say hello!"

Upon hearing Kuntai's words, many people greeted him with relaxed smiles.

Arriving at a spot not far from the desk, Kuntai pointed and said, "Here, this is your desk. If you need anything in the future, remember to let me know in advance, okay?"

Looking intently at Zhang Cheng, Kun Tai didn't want to one day suddenly run into this group of people "doing something" on the street!
Looking meaningfully at Kuntai, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, I understand!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng took out a piece of chewing gum, popped it into his mouth, and then handed it to Kuntai, saying, "Do you want some?"

"do not want!"

After refusing Zhang Cheng's chewing gum, Kuntai turned around and got busy.

Just then, someone ran in from outside shouting, "Captain, something's happened! Songkhla in Chinatown has been attacked with a knife!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Kuntai was immediately taken aback.
Because Songkhla is a guy near Chinatown who mainly deals in illegal lending! If this guy gets into trouble, won't Chinatown be thrown into chaos?

Thinking of this, Kuntai quickly said, "A few people, come with me, let's go see what's going on!"

As many people stood up, Zhang Cheng said with a big smile, "Can I join you?"

After glancing at Zhang Cheng, Kuntai thought for a moment and said, "Alright, you come along too!"

After leaving the police station, the group got into a van and drove away.

As the squad leader, Kuntai didn't yet have the authority to be assigned a car.
Arriving at a small villa not far from Chinatown, the area around it was crowded with people.

Looking at the menacing-looking members of the "group," Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The way they tattooed dragons and tigers was really quite interesting!

Looking at their tattoos, Zhang Cheng noticed that the tattoos of the "groups" from different countries were all different and contained regional symbols!
For example, in South Asia, people prefer gods and Buddhas, as well as evil spirits that demonstrate their power!
In Japan, tattoos are used to distinguish the status of "groups".

Although Zhang Cheng wasn't interested in these things, in some situations, tattoos were the quickest way to identify which "group" someone belonged to!
As soon as Kuntai arrived, the man guarding the door immediately stepped forward and said, "Kuntai, this has nothing to do with you! Don't meddle in other people's business!"

Hearing the other person's words, Kuntai smiled and said, "I just came to see Uncle Songkhla! It's not that serious!"

The man looked at Kuntai with hostility, but still stepped aside.
After Kuntai went inside, Zhang Cheng and the others remained where they were, chewing gum. Zhang Cheng also gleaned some information from their casual conversation.
That was the Hongtai Group, which began to gradually interfere in Chinatown affairs. Songkhla was not happy about this, and as a result, he was assassinated that very night.

【bore!】

Upon hearing the name Hongtai Group, Zhang Cheng's eyes sharpened.
If he remembered correctly, the Hongtai Group was a criminal organization that had connections to both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

Snapping his fingers, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but blow bubbles.

A short while later, Kuntai came out, his face serious.
Looking at Kuntai's expression, Zhang Cheng smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Captain? Is something not going well?"

"Chinatown is about to descend into chaos!"

As Kuntai spoke to Zhang Cheng, his expression turned serious.

Because he was all too aware of the consequences of a war between Songkhla and the Hongtai Group.

"Let's go back, we can't handle this anymore!"

When he spoke to the people behind him, Kuntai couldn't help but spread his hands, because he was just a lowly policeman!

Just as everyone returned, Zhang Cheng's phone rang.
Picking up his phone and looking at the caller ID, Zhang Cheng said, "It's me, what's up?"

"Chengzi, my brother and the others have been arrested. A group of people have come."

Jinbao spoke frantically into the phone, his face contorted with panic. He also had several wounds on his body. Clearly, they had miscalculated this time; the local "group" in Chinatown was no pushover!
"My cousin didn't win?"

Startled, Zhang Cheng's face showed a look of astonishment.
Because his cousin is Liu Huaqiang! How could he not win? Isn't that outrageous?

"Those bastards all had guns. Before Big Brother could even charge in, someone had a gun pointed at his head!"

As Jinbao explained to Zhang Cheng, he really wanted to say, "These local gangs are so damn rude!"

Zhang Cheng stared blankly, mouth agape, forgetting even to chew his gum.
Because this is simply too uncivilized!
We agreed that this was a fight, so how could you bring a gun?

Of course, he cannot be included in the people mentioned here, after all, he, Zhang, is "born"!
"Wait until I get back to handle it!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng let out a long sigh and tossed his hair.

After get off work, Kuntai was called into the office next door, clearly to discuss Chinatown.
After leaving the police station, Zhang Cheng went to a roadside stall, bought two pounds of apples, and went home.
The moment he opened the door, Jinbao rushed over.
Looking at Jinbao in front of him, Zhang Cheng handed him an apple and said, "Don't rush, let's talk about it after dark!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jinbao asked with a serious expression, "Where are the guns we surrendered? Where are they!"

"I hid them all in the car!"

As Zhang Cheng explained to Jinbao, his eyes sharpened.

Originally, he hoped that Liu Huaqiang could use the "rules" to have a proper discussion with the other party, but now it seems that the other party intends to "forcefully" take advantage of them, this group of "foreigners"!

But that's alright. Let my cousin Liu Huaqiang suffer a bit so he can know whether this place is heaven or hell!

That evening, after Jinbao and Zhang Cheng were ready, they went into the alley and drove the van out.

Zhang Cheng took the rifle out from under the seat and handed it to Jinbao, saying, "Check it out!"

"Click, click!"

With practiced ease, Jinbao nodded and said, "No problem!"

"Wow!"

The car door was opened, and several Kriegs appeared in front of Jinbao.

Just as Jinbao instinctively raised his gun, a hand pressed down on the muzzle, and a fierce gaze stared at him.
"Brother Bao, we're on the same side!"

Before explaining to Jinbao, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Get in the car! Tonight's workload is a bit heavy!"

Nodding, the Kriegs immediately became serious.

Just as the burly Krieg came up, Zhang Cheng picked up his rifle, pulled the bolt back, and said, "Things are starting to get interesting!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's gesture to pull the bolt, Jinbao's face showed a look of doubt.
He knows how to fire a gun because he learned it from the militiamen, but what about Zhang Cheng? His posture of pulling the bolt back is wrong, isn't it?
It's important to know that in the past, notorious bandits and tyrants often used AKs, which came from Russia.

The reverse bolt action allows for faster reloading, which is why they usually get used to this method!

"Chengzi, tell me the truth, what did you do before?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Jinbao asked nervously,

Because Zhang Cheng not only pulled the latch backwards, but also had a group of fierce Kriegs around him, he was now certain that this kid was a ruthless bandit!
"I...I used to sell melons!"

Addressing Jinbao, Zhang Cheng took out his Black Star pistol, and with one hand, he checked the chamber.
Just as everything was ready, Zhang Cheng coldly waved his hand and said, "Enough, enough, enough!"

"Buzz!"

The van roared as it drove off into the distance.

(End of this chapter)