Chapter 1057: A Mess of Bravery!

Ten-plus minutes later, inside the concentration camp,

When the soldiers saw the powerful beam of energy, they couldn't help but freeze in place.

Because what kind of situation was this? Gods fighting?

Could it be that the end of the world was descending?

But just as the light vanished, Zhang Cheng returned, carrying the Black Death Sword in his hand.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Victor hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Are you okay? We just saw someone fly past!"

"It's fine, just a small nuisance! If I didn't know how to fly, I would have slaughtered him!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng walked up to the last remaining Japanese soldier and backhanded his neck, severing it.

One must have rules when conducting oneself; this was what his Master had said, so under normal circumstances, Zhang Cheng would definitely see things through to the end!

Thousands of people before were already gone, and you alone are still alive—what a nuisance!

"Dispose of him. Remember to write me a report!"

Looking at Victor beside him, Zhang Cheng spoke with an indifferent expression.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, James asked, "Boss, what about that fatty?"

"Which fatty? The one who just descended from the sky? I sent him to meet Satan. I hope he has a soul!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng then waved his hand and said, "By the way, have the people who were going to make a move at the ceremony tomorrow been found?"

Looking at James beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"This is a bit troublesome at the moment; they aren't easy to find! Their fear of the Wang Shi seems to be deep in their marrow. It's just like revering gods."

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, James couldn't help but feel awkward.

Hearing James's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Are you joking with me, James?"

Gazing into Zhang Cheng's eyes, James was so frightened he became silent as a cicada in winter, cold sweat breaking out all over.

"Find a big family, pick an old thing that's about to die, and right in front of his face, chop his whole family into pieces to feed the dogs for me. I don't believe he can watch his loved ones die right in front of him. If there aren't enough relatives, then use friends, neighbors, or even everything he knows to make up the count. Do you understand, James?"

As Zhang Cheng finished speaking, not only was James frozen in place, but even Victor beside him was dumbfounded.

He had originally thought Zhang Cheng was a ruthless person on the same level as himself, but now it seemed he, Victor, was naive. This guy was a bastard who could sit on equal footing with Satan even in hell!

Satan: Can I compare to him? I only trick souls!

The next morning, the concentration camp was sealed off because there was a high-level ceremony recently.

As the Emperor, the Showa boy also attended this operation.

Following beside MacArthur, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with light as he said, "Stay far away from that side later; it's going to explode!"

"What?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, MacArthur couldn't believe these were words coming out of his mouth.

You have to know, he was also going to go on stage to give a speech later—who did Zhang Cheng want to blow up?

"Don't worry, I've already arranged it; it won't hurt you!"

Looking at MacArthur with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng explained immediately.

"Bastard, what exactly are you doing?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, MacArthur hurriedly asked.

"Nothing, I just want to blow up some things. Don't worry, this matter won't be traced back to me!"

Speaking with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng tapped the armrest and sat down.

As the Showa boy led the royals in their speeches and reached the climax, an old man suddenly rushed to the front of the stage.

Gazing at the old man before him, the Showa boy seemed to still want to display his "kind" side.

But unfortunately, in the next second, the Showa boy was completely stunned.

Because after the old man pulled a fuse from his body, his whole person was emitting smoke.

"Bomb, bomb!"

Roaring this out in terror, the guards immediately lunged forward, seemingly intending to stop it all.

Then, with a thunderous explosion, the entire podium and the Wang Shi took flight!

Looking at the explosion before his eyes, which was comparable to a small nuclear bomb, MacArthur hid under the table and roared, "Zhang, you bastard, I'm going to have you dismissed and sent back to the mainland!"

Facing MacArthur's roar, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "No need for that, Commander. I've already laid my cards on the table; I'm not acting anymore!"

Pulling MacArthur up, Zhang Cheng leaned into his ear and said, "Tomorrow morning, there will be an extra thirty million US dollars in your child's account! Help me settle this matter!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, MacArthur wanted to say that this wasn't a question of money, but a question of the plan. Couldn't he have told him? Burying the bomb underneath—that way, they could claim it was done by opponents!

"For the sake of thirty million dollars, I know nothing! But you must get back to California!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, MacArthur couldn't help but become stern.

Because other generals already knew about the concentration camp matter; this wasn't something MacArthur could stop.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng was one of his own, otherwise, with the way he was slaughtering, he would have been at the International Military Tribunal long ago!

Facing MacArthur's words, Zhang Cheng helplessly spread his hands and said, "The things I had to do are already done!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, MacArthur asked, "Exactly how many did you kill?"

"Who knows!"

Revealing a joyful smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but spread his hands.

As this attack incident swept across the world, all parties showed expressions of disbelief.

Stating to the Military Department that everything was fine, MacArthur said with a resentful face, "Zhang, you really are good at finding trouble for me!"

"But aren't the things I provided also very satisfying to you?"

Looking at MacArthur with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng laughed.

He stood up and walked toward the outside, only to hear MacArthur say, "If you have any thoughts of joining the Army, you are welcome at any time!"

"No, I won't join the Army!"

Looking at MacArthur, Zhang Cheng turned and left.

Arriving under the bright sunshine, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease, "This really is a good day!"

But just as Zhang Cheng boarded the military vehicle, a man blocked the front.

Revealing terrifying muscles, the other party stared fiercely at Zhang Cheng and said, "That matter was done by you, right?"

Hearing the other party's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say coldly, "Slaughter this road-blocking dog!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The soldiers pulled the triggers continuously, but the other party dodged rapidly.

Looking at this scene in surprise, the remaining soldiers were all dumbfounded.

But just at this moment, the man rushed angrily toward Zhang Cheng, fists clenched, and said, "Haa!"

"Bang!"

Throwing a backhanded punch, Zhang Cheng and the other party collided fiercely.

As the military vehicle was pushed back more than ten meters, Zhang Cheng looked at the torn sleeve on his arm, then twisted his neck and stepped down, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, didn't expect you to be quite 'brave'!"

"I am Hanma Yujiro!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Hanma Yujiro had just finished speaking when Zhang Cheng arrived before him.

Golden scales surged on his fist, and then he smashed it fiercely into his face, hammering him directly into the ground.

Leaning down, Zhang Cheng grabbed Hanma Yujiro's head and then smashed heavy punches into him continuously, like a violent storm.

Before long, as Hanma Yujiro completely lost his life force, Zhang Cheng spat in disgust and said, "Damn, I was mocking you, and you couldn't even hear that? You psycho, comparing bravery with me? What the hell are you!"

After saying this, Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked at the red-haired brat not far away and said, "Do you want to die too?"

Stared at by the inverted pupils, the red-haired youth instantly held his breath, as if afraid that his neck would be snapped in the next second.

Turning around to board the car, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Crush him!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1058 =====