The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1963 Zhang Cheng: "If you don't want the change, then I'll take your head!"

Chinatown, vibrant bars

The silent crowd sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"Wow!"

The door was pushed open, and Zhang Cheng walked in with a serious expression.
Seeing his cousin appear, Liu Huaqiang stepped forward with a bitter expression and said, "Cousin, it's me!"

"Stop talking, cousin. You're not familiar with the rules outside! Consider this a lesson!"

Zhang Cheng smiled as he addressed Liu Huaqiang.

After all, it was something he never imagined his cousin Liu Huaqiang could be defrauded of 500 million yuan.
They dared to take 2.3 billion baht; these bunch of scoundrels have some nerve!
Don't they know that this money belongs to Zhang Cheng?
Zhang Cheng took out Liu Huaqiang's phone and dialed the number. A short while later, a cheerful voice came from the other end.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"

He spoke jokingly into the phone; the other party seemed delighted about the big order, even daring to answer the phone.

After all, they never expected that Mr. Liu, who was so rich and foolish, would have so much money in his account!
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Cheng, the 'Cheng' in 'honesty and integrity'!"

With a cold tone, Zhang Cheng explained to the man on the phone,

"Oh, Mr. Zhang? What can I do for you?"

The man sat up with a playful expression and spoke from the soft sofa.
"I don't care who you are, just transfer the money back now, and I'll waive the change."

Zhang Cheng spoke to the man on the phone with a very serious expression.
"Mr. Zhang, are you still half asleep? How could you say something like that!"

As he spoke into the phone, the man on the other end sounded particularly mocking.

Just as he finished speaking, a silvery laugh rang out from the side, and it was a woman.
Squinting, Zhang Cheng chuckled, "Since you don't want the change, then I'll take your head. Remember me, my name is Zhang Cheng, and I will find you! You little bastard!"

"I'll be waiting for you, Mr. Zhang!"

After hanging up the phone, the man completely disregarded Zhang Cheng's threats.

After all, he had seen many people like Zhang Cheng who would become enraged and then fly into a rage of impotence afterward, but who could catch him?

The man tossed his phone onto the table beside him and said with a smile, "Another big order!"

"By the way, Ah Hai, I feel something's off this time. The number is from home, but according to the location, it seems to be in Bangkok!"

He spoke to Lin Ahai beside him, while Liu Lifang, standing nearby, became worried.

"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? He's just a rich businessman. Otherwise, why would he be so afraid of customs?"

Pinching Liu Lifang's chin, Lin Ahai said, "Hurry up and have your men withdraw the money from the account!"

As soon as Lin Ahai finished speaking, Liu Lifang took out her phone and started making calls to her subordinates.
Just as the 500 million yuan in the account began to be withdrawn continuously,

Zhang Cheng, far away in Bangkok, revealed a sinister smile and said, "It seems he doesn't take me seriously at all!"

"Brother Cheng! What do we do now?!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Han Yueping and the others were filled with anger.

Because they were never good people to begin with, and now that they've encountered something like this, how could they possibly hold back their anger!
Taking a couple of deep breaths, Zhang Cheng sat down on the sofa and said, "Don't worry, they'll vomit it all back up the way they ate it!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng dialed the phone next to him and said, "Old Mian, I'm getting ready, work is coming!"

"it is good!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng on the phone, Mian Zhenghe immediately said to his subordinates who were eating "fragrant meat": "Get ready, let's get to work!"

"Oh!"

Nodding, his men cheered. In a secluded factory somewhere in Bangkok, phone calls were being made incessantly.
But just then, shouts and screams came from outside, one after another.

When the manager, sensing something was amiss, went outside, he saw a group of menacing-looking men carrying axes, and blood everywhere in the corridor.

Stunned by what he saw, the manager immediately exclaimed, "You, who are you? We've paid! We've paid!"

"Fuck you!"

He swung the axe backhand and chopped it into his opponent's shoulder, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

If he didn't need to find someone, he would have already cracked open the other person's skull.
Before long, the people inside the factory were brought down, their eyes filled with fear and dread.
"Wow!"

The door of the black van opened.

Zhang Cheng, dressed in a suit, stepped out of the car, then glanced at the people in front of him and said, "Who was tricked into coming here!"

“I, I, I!”

"We were all tricked into coming here!"

Just as many people raised their hands, Zhang Cheng squinted and said, "Not bad, your group is playing pretty fancy games! You even do this, but why isn't the amount of money you're offering more?"

Zhang Cheng raised his hand and slapped a South Asian man next to him across the face, as if asking, "You've been out here for a while, haven't you paid your respects at the docks yet?"
"Chairman, I had no idea they were doing this! I... I was just collecting a small management fee!"

When the South Asian spoke to Zhang Cheng, his face was filled with fear.
Because throughout Bangkok, everyone knows how ruthless the Far East Group is.

Do you think they got Hongtai to change its name because of "benevolence" and "morality"? It was entirely because of the axe and gun in their hands!

But who could have imagined that someone so fearless would actually try to extort money from the Far East Group?
As expected of fellow villagers, they won't lie to each other, but they'll stab you in the back behind your back!
Even South Asians wouldn't dare mess with the Far East Group, but you guys are something else, coming right up to them with telecom fraud. You're really something else!

Hearing the South Asian man's words, Zhang Cheng spoke up, "Who's in charge!"

"I am! I am!"

With a pale face, he raised his hand, and a man who seemed to be on the verge of death spoke.

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you not to kill anyone yet? Look at Old Mian, he's almost gone to meet his ancestors!"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Mian Zhenghe, he couldn't help but complain.
Touching his nose, Mian Zhenghe said nothing, appearing quite guilty.

Just then, Zhang Cheng gestured and said, "Call your boss and ask who it was that recently swindled 500 million from me!"

"Huh? Five hundred million!"

The manager stared at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, his face filled with horror.
Because people like Zhang Cheng, how could they dare to cheat? They couldn't possibly avoid them!
"Anima! Make a phone call!"

Zhang Cheng slapped the man across the face with his backhand and roared angrily.

After being slapped to the ground, the manager hurriedly pulled out his phone to make a call.
However, as soon as the call connected, the manager said, "Brother, our boss said it wasn't us. You've got the wrong person!"

"You've got the wrong person? You're not wrong, are you? Don't you do this kind of thing too?"

Looking at the manager with a mocking expression, Zhang Cheng squinted and said, "And from now on, I will blame everyone fairly!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng said coldly, "Bring out all the managers and chop them into mincemeat. I want the whole of Bangkok to know that until I find no one who has cheated me, all of you in this business will know what happens if you offend me!"

Upon hearing this, the manager's face filled with fear as he exclaimed, "Big brother, we don't know anything! Big brother!"

However, Mian Zhenghe didn't care what they knew; he simply dragged them aside and started attacking.

Watching this scene unfold, many people's faces were filled with fear.

Watching this scene, the South Asians broke out in a cold sweat, because the one who killed you might not be a fellow countryman, but could be a ruthless cross-border bandit!
(End of this chapter)