Chapter 1367: Zhang Cheng

The bustling black market, crowded with people.

Whispering, people were buying the things they needed.

Looking at some uncommon items, Zhang Cheng also began to pick and choose.

"Do you have cigarette coupons?"

Arriving at a corner, Zhang Cheng looked at the coupons in the other person's hand and immediately inquired.

"Yes, yes, yes, I not only have cigarette coupons here, but also watches, bicycles, sewing machines..."

Seeing a customer come up, the man quickly smiled.

Shining a flashlight, Zhang Cheng nodded immediately and said: "I don't want these, just give me the cigarette coupons!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the man counted out the coupons and said: "Sixteen Grade A cigarette coupons, thirty Grade B, forty-five Grade C! You want all of these?"

"I want all of them!"

Looking at the man seriously, Zhang Cheng smiled.

Not long after, once both sides finished counting the coupons, they dispersed.

Putting the cigarette coupons into his storage space, Zhang Cheng clicked his tongue and said: "Tsk tsk tsk, spent over sixty yuan! I'll have to rob it back later!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

And just as Zhang Cheng was speaking, he had already slowly approached a certain small courtyard.

He didn't come here to browse the black market, but to find Duan Feipeng.

After all, the only people from Taoyuan still alive were him, Zong Xiangfang, and Wei Qiang and the others.

As for Zhang Cheng, after dealing with this group of people, if Zheng Chaoshan didn't want to be decent, that was simple too; Zhang Cheng would personally help him be decent!

If he wanted to trade his son's life, he could only pay with his own life; otherwise, both he and Qin Zhaodi would have to die!

And Zhang Cheng would never be soft-hearted toward any enemy agents!

Drawing the triangular military bayonet, Zhang Cheng hummed a tune while jumping over the wall.

Duan Feipeng, as the "Second Son," was once a flying thief wanted by five provinces!

And why choose Duan Feipeng first? That was naturally because he, Zhang Mou, hated flying thieves!

You say you're a flying thief, so just be a flying thief, isn't that a pretty good profession? But why do you have to be an enemy agent and kill people?

Carrying a knife in your hand all day, those who don't know would think you're a bandit!

Although Zhang Cheng is a bandit, he only wants money, not lives.

Zhang Cheng: "I'm a bandit, but not a killer!"

With light footsteps, he arrived before the door, and Zhang Cheng carefully pried it open.

And just as he entered the dark room, he immediately smiled.

"Huala!"

Jumping down from the beam, Duan Feipeng stabbed out with his dagger fiercely.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng blocked the other's dagger with his backhand.

"Danglang!"

Sparks appeared in the dark room, and the two quickly entangled together.

Staring fiercely at Zhang Cheng, Duan Feipeng didn't know how he had been exposed, but he didn't want to die.

With this belief, Duan Feipeng became extremely excited.

But if it were an ordinary person, perhaps they would have been dealt with by Duan Feipeng, but he was facing the Chosen One, the only one!

Piercing Duan Feipeng's chest with the triangular military bayonet, Zhang Cheng slammed him onto the table, then pulled it out ruthlessly.

"Puchi!"

Blood stained his clothes and cheeks, and Zhang Cheng then lit a kerosene lamp.

Not long after, as the room gradually became bright, Duan Feipeng was already spitting blood foam.

Looking at the other's appearance, Zhang Cheng walked forward and lit a cigarette, saying: "You say, isn't being a flying thief good? Why do you have to step into this line of work? It's so dangerous!"

"Puchi!"

Spitting blood from his mouth, Duan Feipeng felt despair upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words.

Watching Duan Feipeng slowly close his eyes, Zhang Cheng said with annoyance: "I hate flying thieves the most!"

Closing the door, Zhang Cheng walked outside and then raised his gun.

"Peng!"

The sound of the gunshot rang out, and the people in the black market immediately widened their eyes and fled in a panic.

Black Market: "First of all, I didn't provoke anyone!"

After dealing with Duan Feipeng, Zhang Cheng came to Wei Qiang's place.

As the Chamber of Commerce President, Wei Qiang was undoubtedly hidden very deeply; except for a few people who knew his identity, he was basically disguised very well.

Climbing over the wall, Zhang Cheng looked around and said: "Tsk tsk tsk, you live quite well!" ===== CHAPTER 1368 =====