The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1979 That's my money, my money!

Bangkok, Chinatown

In a high-end restaurant with an exotic flair,

Zhang Cheng, dressed in a suit, walked in with a smile and greeted Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu.

"Mr. Zhang!"

Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu immediately stood up to signal.
After all, Bangkok can really be considered his "territory"!
As for the King of Thailand, Zhang Cheng felt that he dared not appear in order to avoid kneeling before him!

The idea of ​​"kings not meeting kings, avoiding their sharp edge" is a joke!
As the "benevolent father" of South Asia and the creator of the fifth-class citizen slave army, Zhang Cheng's talent for warfare is off the charts.

In this respect, Zhang Cheng could easily crush Lu, who was beaten up next door with his hands in his pockets and dared not fight back!

After all, no matter how good Li Mu is at fighting, can he really make him kneel down and beg for mercy?

Lu Yan: Don't you dare ask me, go ask the Xiongnu!
Xiongnu: Can we change the subject? For example, Liu Bang?
Liu Bang: What right do you have to hit me? If you're so capable, go and challenge Xiang Yu!
"I'm sorry to have troubled you two to come to Bangkok in person!"

Stepping forward and inviting the two to sit down, Zhang Cheng took out a document and tossed it on the table, saying, "I've investigated the matter thoroughly. This is Pakun, who, under the name of our Far East Tourism Group, brought people from his home to transport them and distribute them within the park."

Just after Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu picked up Pakun's file, their faces filled with serious expressions.

According to the available information, Pakun has committed countless atrocities!
Putting down the documents in his hand, Ding Xiaotian looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Mr. Zhang, I would like to ask how the local authorities plan to handle the Pakun issue. After all, this matter is very serious and important!"

"Please rest assured, both of you. Our Far East Group is working diligently to assist in the investigation, and we believe we will have news within two days!"

When Zhang Cheng addressed Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu, his face was full of seriousness.
"Two days?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu nodded solemnly.
After all, the Far East Group must have done a lot to find out about Pakun within two days!
"Yes, that's right, two days. Our group will definitely rescue them within two days!"

While intently observing Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu, Zhang Cheng raised his wine glass.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu were dumbfounded.

Because in these two days, instead of finding out Pakun's situation, they rescued and captured him directly!
"Are you sure you can get this done in two days?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu couldn't help but widen their eyes. Did the Far East Group not need evidence to do things?
Wait, why do they need evidence? They're a "group," aren't they?

Zhang Cheng: Is it right for you to ask a ruthless bandit for evidence?

"If things go smoothly, we'll see Pakun tonight!"

Zhang Cheng explained to Ding Xiaotian and Xu Xiaotu without saying much, but instead ordered the dishes to be served.
Zhang Cheng warmly welcomed the two without ordering any unusual dishes.
But right after finishing the meal, Ding Xiaotian said to Zhang Cheng, "Mr. Zhang, can I come with you? After all, this case..."

Looking silently at Ding Xiaotian, Zhang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "No problem, after all, we always need a witness! Because this matter really has nothing to do with our Far East Group!"

"I want to participate too!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng and Ding Xiaotian's words, Xu Xiaotu volunteered.
But looking at Xu Xiaotu, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "To avoid having nightmares for the rest of your life, how about we just forget about it?"

"Having nightmares? What does that mean?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Ding Xiaotian suddenly felt a large "danger" character appear on his forehead for some reason!

After lunch, Zhang Cheng arranged a hotel for the two of them, and they traveled to a factory in a van. Ding Xiaotian accompanied them, as he was an important witness.
Mr. Zhang can tolerate minor troubles, but he cannot be a scapegoat!

After all, offending the "rabbit" could really lead to big trouble!
In the brightly lit, empty factory, a black minivan slowly came to a stop.
As soon as Ding Xiaotian got out of the car, he immediately sensed that something was amiss.
Just then, Mian Zhenghe, who had walked up like a butcher, carrying a blood-stained axe, said, "I already told you, but Pakun obviously knows the news and has already gone into hiding!"

Addressing Zhang Cheng, Mian Zhenghe gave a serious explanation.

Hearing Mian Zhenghe's words, Zhang Cheng walked forward and arrived at a place that resembled purgatory.

But when Ding Xiaotian stepped forward, he froze on the spot, his face filled with fear and astonishment.
After all, even as a police officer, he had never seen such a horrifying scene before!
Hanging on chains, covered in blood, the South Asian man's indistinct cries seemed to be pleading for mercy.
However, beside him stood a man sharpening a knife, watching him with an icy expression, as if waiting for something.
Seeing the other person's appearance, seemingly on the verge of death, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, saying, "You guys are really bold! You're using my name, but you haven't given me a single penny!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took the documents from Mian Zhenghe, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"A whole busload of sixty people, how much do you think it's worth?"

As Zhang Cheng addressed the South Asian man before him, his gaze gradually turned icy.

Now he finally understood why the Far East Group had been targeted.

Because of Pakun's method of bringing people over, transferring them directly, and then dumping them into the park to make money, even if Zhang Cheng, who is taking the blame, ends up on the wanted list one day, he wouldn't think there's anything wrong with it!

Because of this weedy thing, they really think he's Japanese and are messing with him!

"They make money in my name, get shot, and I'm the one eating peanuts! That's my money, my money!"

Zhang Cheng grabbed the whip and lashed it across the other man, shouting angrily.

However, just after the other person completely stopped breathing, Zhang Cheng coldly said, "Chop him into mincemeat, even the bone fragments, grind them up!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the people around him immediately took action.
Looking at Zhang Cheng's actions, Ding Xiaotian finally understood why he didn't let Xu Xiaotu come—because it would really give him nightmares for the rest of his life!
"vomit!"

He ran to the side and vomited violently. Ding Xiaotian suddenly understood why the Far East Group could be so arrogant. In their eyes, human life was really as insignificant as an ant!
Seeing Ding Xiaotian's disheveled appearance, Zhang Cheng sighed, because this was nothing compared to what he had come up with!

"Who is Pakun working with? Have you found out?"

Speaking to Mian Zhenghe, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask,
"We've already found out, it's a routine check-up!"

Mian Zhenghe handed a document to Zhang Cheng and couldn't help but smile, "Sardin is quite efficient!"

"If he can't handle this kind of thing even with so much money, he should really die!"

Flipping through the case file, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, because he recognized the guy from during the police special operations training.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but joke, "So that's why Pakun is so bold, he's got a vicious dog backing him up!"

"By the way, Sardin told me to tell you that we can't make things too complicated this time!"

When Mian Zhenghe tried to explain to Zhang Cheng, he became embarrassed.

"Then let him be shot eight times in the back and die in the line of duty!"

Zhang Cheng tossed the photo of Cha Ban into the trash can with a cold expression.

As a highly skilled chef, he has many ways of dealing with people! Why get hung up on which method he uses!

(End of this chapter)