Chapter 1398: Bad guys also need healthy competition!

Mangya, the sun was scorching.

But at this moment, the people in the town were filled with panic.

Because another murder case had appeared.

Directing the residents to hide in the shelter, Zuo Luo's face was full of seriousness.

Because in all of Mangya, after Little Fan left, only three police officers remained, but they only had one weapon.

And outside, there were at least over twenty thugs.

At another construction site, Xia Ran looked at the thug whose head had been smashed in despite his desperate struggle, his eyes filled with chill.

Xia Ran: My name is Wang Dachui—pfft, Xia Ran. I'm a Vietnam War veteran, alias "Obituary Bird," because I was the only one in my entire company to survive! Now I'm a border police officer working in Mangya. I originally intended to reach the peak of my life and marry a rich beauty, but I never expected that thugs would come, and among them, there was a thug among thugs, because he even killed his own people!

Zhang Cheng:...

"Since I was little, my parents told me that Huangmei Opera isn't very easy to sing..."

Humming a tune, Zhang Cheng sang while gnawing on a Kun-pot steamed bun.

"Uh, choked!"

Patting his chest, Zhang Cheng quickly picked up the water on the side and poured it into his mouth.

And just after feeling much more comfortable, he picked up the binoculars on the side and observed, "Who should I kill next? This is hard to choose!"

A flash of light passed, and Zhang Cheng quickly looked into the distance.

And just as he saw a person in a dark green police uniform looking at him, he immediately smiled and raised his left hand, making a gesture.

Inside the police station, Xia Ran hurriedly put down the binoculars in his hand, his face showing disbelief, because he had actually seen Zhang Cheng make a Vietnam War veteran's attack gesture!

Raising the binoculars in his hand again, Xia Ran wanted to continue observing, or get some information from the other party, but Zhang Cheng had already disappeared from where he was.

Jumping down from the small building, Zhang Cheng landed steadily and then walked toward the distance.

He had already given Xia Ran a warning, hoping the other party would be a bit smarter.

As a fellow veteran, Zhang Cheng certainly knew that Xia Ran wouldn't just admit defeat, but doing so was undoubtedly gambling with his own life, and it wasn't even worth it!

While gnawing on the pot bun, Zhang Cheng walked toward the warehouse.

And halfway there, Datou appeared in a car.

Looking at the leisurely Zhang Cheng, he roared immediately, "Zhang Laoliu, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Eating a pot bun, do you want one, Boss?"

Looking at Datou with a full smile, Zhang Cheng asked.

"Smack!"

Backhanding the pot bun from Zhang Cheng's hand onto the ground, Datou said angrily, "What time is it, and you're still outside eating a pot bun? You don't want your life? Hurry back, we have a ghost in the house, don't you know?"

Looking down at the pot bun on the ground, Zhang Cheng widened his eyes in confusion, then slowly moved his hand toward his waist.

"Eat this, hurry up and get back!"

And just as Zhang Cheng was about to make a move, Datou took a bag of soft bread out of the car.

Looking at the item in Datou's hand, Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Thanks, Boss!"

"Get lost!"

Watching Zhang Cheng's grateful appearance, Datou couldn't help but scold him.

Watching the jeep leave, Zhang Cheng picked up the pot bun from the ground, patted it clean, broke off a piece, and stuffed it into his mouth again, saying, "Wasting food is not good!"

Arriving at the re-gathering point, the bandit gang had all returned by now.

Looking at Zhang Cheng gnawing on the pot bun, no one paid him any mind, because their lives couldn't even be guaranteed now, so who was in the mood to eat?

Sitting in the upper position, the accountant's eyes were full of serious scrutiny.

Because he believed that if a ghost appeared, he would inevitably come here to find an opportunity to act.

However, just after the accountant observed the circle, he set his target on a few people he couldn't see through.

As for Zhang Cheng, who was gnawing on a pot bun and pouring water for himself in the corner, he was directly ignored.

After all, he dared not believe that a thug would almost choke to death because of eating a pot bun!

In the silent warehouse, the bandit gang stood on the periphery, seemingly waiting for orders.

Before long, Datou returned with people. ===== CHAPTER 1399 =====