Chapter 477

In the pouring rain, Zhang Jingzhe was fleeing in a panic.

"Ugh!"

Leaning against a wall by the roadside, he couldn't help but clutch his stomach, but after spitting out a large mouthful of blood from his throat, he gritted his teeth and said, "Son of a bitch, that dog bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

Recalling Zhang Cheng's charged strike and Ma Shidao's slap, Zhang Jingzhe was filled with anger.

As a serial killer, he considered himself like God; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

God: You are God, go fight him!

Zhang Cheng: Hmm?

Smashing the car window by the road, Zhang Jingzhe skillfully started the engine and fled toward the outskirts of the city, because he needed to find help now.

Watching the location moving continuously on his phone, Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, that's it, run faster, otherwise it won't be fun if you get caught!"

"Prosecutor, don't we need backup?"

Asking Zhang Cheng, Ma Shidao spoke up.

"Can't you beat that guy?"

Asking Ma Shidao back, Zhang Cheng became curious.

"Don't worry, Prosecutor, before I fall, no one can hurt you!"

Speaking earnestly, Ma Shidao immediately floored the accelerator and chased after him.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a remote town. When the staggering Zhang Jingzhe found his companion Tai Zhu, he saw the other party eating a special "midnight snack" at home!

Seeing his big brother Zhang Jingzhe arrive, Tai Zhu was also astonished: "Brother, what happened to you?"

"Don't ask, hurry up and help me bandage this, my stomach is too painful!"

Struggling to speak, Zhang Jingzhe couldn't help but grit his teeth.

And just as Tai Zhu helped Zhang Jingzhe into the house, a woman looked at this scene in confusion.

Not long after, when Zhang Jingzhe's clothes were lifted, there were bruises from brass knuckles.

But in the next second, when the woman helped bandage him, she took something stained with blood from Zhang Jingzhe's stomach and said, "Brother, what is this?"

"Beep, beep, beep!"

The tracker was flashing lights; Zhang Jingzhe and Tai Zhu were both stunned in place.

"Oh no, that guy planted a tracker on me!"

Looking at this scene in shock, Zhang Jingzhe was dumbfounded.

So the other party hadn't fallen earlier, but had deliberately let him go?

Thinking of this, Tai Zhu also hurriedly turned around and picked up a blood-stained axe from a corner nearby.

Seeing Tai Zhu's actions, Zhang Jingzhe also picked up a table knife; both of them revealed expressions of facing a formidable enemy.

Swallowing his saliva, the woman retreated in fear, as if some wild beast were approaching outside the house.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap rang out, as if a brief light tore through the night.

"Clatter!"

The door was opened, and Zhang Cheng walked into the house with a smile on his face: "Hey, you dog bastard, did you miss me?"

"Tai Zhu, it's this guy, kill him!"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng and roaring, Zhang Jingzhe shouted.

"Ah!"

With scarlet eyes, Tai Zhu swung the axe and charged up, roaring like a madman.

But before he could get close to Zhang Cheng, Ma Shidao pounced over like a wild beast.

"Boom!"

In the violent collision between the two, Tai Zhu smashed the table and was pinned heavily underneath.

Swinging his fist, Ma Shidao's punches, like heavy artillery, smashed down continuously.

Watching this scene, Zhang Cheng calmly loosened his tie and said, "Now it's just us left, want to play a little?"

As the corners of his mouth slowly lifted, Zhang Cheng's pupils began to stand upright.

When Zhang Jingzhe saw this scene, he immediately roared: "Son of a bitch!"

After saying this, Zhang Jingzhe immediately pounced up, gripping the table knife in his hand, intending to hack him to pieces.

Rotating the brass knuckles on his fingertips, Zhang Cheng raised his hand to block the table knife, then grabbed Zhang Jingzhe's hair and smashed him heavily onto the ground.

"Bang!" With a heavy, muffled sound, Zhang Jingzhe couldn't help but wail.

Because Zhang Cheng didn't look as scary as Ma Shidao, but his strength, reaction, and speed were all twice as fast as the other party's!

A punch smashed into Zhang Jingzhe's hand joint; the sound of bone cracking rang out immediately.

"Ah!"

Under the shrill scream, Zhang Jingzhe began to cry in pain.

But just at this moment, Ma Shidao was suddenly knocked over from behind.

With his body uncontrollably smashing into the wall, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn his head and say, "Ma Shidao!"

"I'm sorry, Prosecutor, I..."

Moving aside, Ma Shidao looked at Zhang Cheng with a face full of grievance.

Looking at Ma Shidao, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "What are you still standing there for? Go up and fight again!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Nodding in sudden realization, Ma Shidao walked forward and roared: "Hey, you dog bastard!"

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Dodging the axe swung by the other party, Ma Shidao raised his hand and delivered a slap.

When the crisp sound of the slap rang out, Zhang Cheng also felt his head go a bit numb.

But in a situation where a normal person would be knocked unconscious, Tai Zhu actually withstood it; he really is a guy with a broken brain!

Turning his head to look at Zhang Jingzhe, Zhang Cheng saw the other party still lying down and immediately pointed at him and roared: "What are you looking at, stand up, I told you to stand up!"

"Son of a bitch!"

Roaring in anger, Zhang Jingzhe stumbled to his feet, his eyes turning scarlet.

Looking at Zhang Jingzhe's appearance, Zhang Cheng laughed excitedly: "Yes, that's the expression I want. You have to have the heart to kill me to survive; otherwise, I will beat you to death!"

Trembling all over in the corner, the woman couldn't say a word, because she couldn't tell who the real devil was!

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Jingzhe clenched his fists fiercely.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng leaned forward and smashed a punch into his liver.

"Bang!"

After a wave of severe pain throughout his body, Zhang Jingzhe immediately knelt on the ground, letting out a wail.

Because the liver area has the densest sensory nerves in the whole body; it can instantly spread throughout the entire body, causing uncontrollable pain. This is also why boxers are most afraid of being "liver-punched."

Going up and grabbing Zhang Jingzhe's hair, Zhang Cheng lifted his head and revealed a brilliant smile: "Don't worry, although I am a prosecutor, I will definitely not approve your arrest, because you won't even make it to court..."

Looking at the man before him, Zhang Jingzhe didn't know why, but he suddenly felt fear spreading.

"Bang!"

A punch smashed into Zhang Jingzhe's face; Zhang Cheng then swung his fists violently and said, "Do you like it? The feeling of despair?"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After several consecutive punches, Zhang Jingzhe was already beaten beyond recognition.

And just at this moment, Yin Zhiyou, who had rushed over from outside, looked at this scene and said in astonishment, "Prosecutor, you can't hit him anymore, this guy is about to die!"

Hearing Yin Zhiyou's words, Zhang Cheng threw Zhang Jingzhe onto the ground like trash and said, "Ah, right, this guy can't die, otherwise I won't be able to finish the job!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng twisted Zhang Jingzhe's arm and gave it a direct turn.

"Crack!"

The arm was twisted in two sections; Zhang Jingzhe had originally been beaten unconscious, but was awakened by the pain.

Looking at the other party's tragic appearance, Yin Zhiyou finally realized that Zhang Cheng intended to completely cripple the other party.

"Sorry, I broke my word, but don't worry, I will find someone to take good care of you inside!"

After saying this, Zhang Cheng lifted Zhang Jingzhe's other arm again.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Zhang Jingzhe wailed: "No, don't, I beg you..."

"I'm not Mazu, I don't answer every prayer."

Twisting Zhang Jingzhe's arm again, Zhang Cheng listened to the crisp sound and couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile: "That's more like it!"

(End of chapter)