Chapter 819

Inside the noisy casino, a loud boom rang out.

Following the kicking out of a large body, the crowd realized that the person was none other than Master Wu.

"What's going on? Master Wu?"

Rushing forward quickly, many thugs hurriedly asked.

"You bastard, that brat is here to mess with me—beat him to death!"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng, who was walking out from inside, Master Wu roared hysterically.

"Taking money and writing an IOU—things that could be solved, why do you have to be like this?"

Walking out calmly, Zhang Cheng stepped on the main door, looking playful.

And just then, seeing Zhang Cheng, the people immediately charged up in anger.

Tilting his head to dodge the other's fist, Zhang Cheng lifted his foot and kicked the other's ankle.

As the body tilted, the man fell forward.

And just as he was about to slam into the wall, a look of terror appeared on his face, because if he hit it solidly, it would cost him his life.

But in the next second, the man suddenly felt his body stop.

Raising his head, when he saw Zhang Cheng's smiling face, he immediately showed a look of gratitude.

But in the next moment, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and smashed a heavy punch into his face.

"Boom!"

A dull sound rang out, and the man tilted his head and went straight to "sound sleep."

"Young people are great; they can fall asleep anywhere!"

Twisting his neck as he stepped forward, Zhang Cheng spread his hands and said, "Come on, let's have some fun tonight!"

"Get him, get him all—beat this brat to death, beat him until he smokes!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in anger, Master Wu stared at him, already furious.

Hearing Master Wu's words, the people all around immediately roared and charged up.

Amidst the boiling noise, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan stood in the distance and said, "What do we do? It's all over now! Master Wu won't let us off!"

"It's already come to this, why worry about Master Wu! Let's go!"

Looking at Hearing Dakang beside him, Liu Beishan hardened his heart, picked up a chair, and joined the fight.

And just as the two began to play on the sidelines, Zhang Cheng clenched his fists, revealing his phoenix eyes.

"White Eyebrows!"

His fists smashed out like lightning; Zhang Cheng solved a large group of thugs all by himself.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who was like a "Terminator"—even after being hit by a steel pipe, he didn't look back and knocked the man over with one punch—Master Wu finally understood why the other party dared to talk to him like that.

Because this guy had actually overturned his entire casino all by himself!

"Master Wu, what do we do now? Should we call the police?"

Looking at Master Wu, the man whose face was covered in blood asked.

"Call the police?"

Looking at his side in shock, Master Wu gave him a backhanded slap and said, "Do you think we're the kind of people who can see the light of day?"

Roaring in anger, Master Wu was just about to continue when he saw the underling he had hit stagger to his feet and run away.

Turning his head back, Master Wu twitched his mouth as he looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Brother, brother, there's no need for this. I'm a very charitable person. You want money, right? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you—this isn't a loan, it's a gift, a gift, okay?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in fear, Master Wu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Hearing Master Wu's words, Zhang Cheng crouched in front of him and gave him a backhanded slap.

"Slap!"

With his whole face tilted from the slap, Master Wu turned his head back, mouth twitching, and said, "I was wrong!"

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier? You had to make me use my fists to talk to you. Remember, my name is Zhang Cheng, 'Cheng' as in 'integrity and honesty'. My big brother is Yi Zhonghai from the Rolling Mill!"

Patting Master Wu's face, Zhang Cheng pointed to the side and said, "Get 200,000, and write me an IOU!"

"An IOU? That won't be necessary!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu hurriedly refused.

"Slap!"

Giving Master Wu a backhanded slap to the face, Zhang Cheng roared, "Did I tell you to write me an IOU? What are you thinking?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in fear, Master Wu finally understood what it meant when a scholar meets a soldier and can't explain the logic!

He was a loan shark, and he actually had to write an IOU for someone else—could this life even go on?

However, looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu ultimately didn't try to be tough.

Because those who tried to be tough were all lying on the ground wailing now!

A few minutes later, Zhang Cheng held the money in one hand and the IOU in the other and said, "Do you have any other problems?"

"No, no problems!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu showed a look of fear on his face.

But just as Zhang Cheng was about to leave, he heard the wailing of police sirens.

Looking at Master Wu in shock, Zhang Cheng questioned, "You bastard, you still called the police?"

"I didn't!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng's bloodthirsty gaze, Master Wu immediately explained in a panic.

But in the next second, Cheng Bing, who led the charge in, roared, "Squat down, all of you, squat down!"

Squatting down with his hands on his head, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look at Master Wu, his face full of hatred.

And seeing Zhang Cheng's gaze, Master Wu was also scared into hurriedly raising his hands and saying, "I'm guilty, I'm guilty..."

"What's your situation?"

Pointing at Master Wu, Cheng Bing stepped forward to ask.

"I lend money, run a casino—hurry up and arrest me first!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu hurriedly rushed to Cheng Bing, raising his hands honestly.

Because he could see it—if he didn't go inside, maybe Zhang Cheng would come looking for him tonight!

"Hmm?"

Looking at Master Wu suspiciously, Cheng Bing didn't expect the other party to admit it so honestly.

However, just then, Cheng Bing saw another unexpected person.

"Zhang Cheng, why are you here too, brat?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Cheng Bing immediately scolded him.

"I was just passing by, do you believe me?"

Looking at Cheng Bing with a full smile, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"Guess if I believe you! Take them all back!"

Scolding Zhang Cheng, Cheng Bing waved his hand and took everyone back.

A familiar place, a familiar scene.

Zhang Cheng sat on the communal bunk, gave the man a backhanded slap, and said, "I told you to squat properly, are you deaf?"

"Slap!"

After taking a slap to the face, the man immediately squatted in a horse stance aggrievedly, his legs trembling.

Because as long as you haven't undergone professional training, squatting in a horse stance is absolutely the first choice for torturing people.

"Brother Cheng, will we be in big trouble this time?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan asked.

"That depends on whether he has enough guts."

Speaking calmly, Zhang Cheng laughed.

Because as long as the other party wasn't an idiot, he would absolutely not turn him in, otherwise Zhang Cheng would have to do something "out of the ordinary"!

But just as Zhang Cheng was pondering, the man before him collapsed directly to the floor.

Looking at the other party, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed and he said, "You want to die too?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's cold eyes, the man immediately stood up and squatted in a horse stance, his eyes full of fear.

Because in that instant, he seemed to truly feel the intent to kill!

Seven days later, the same old place.

In front of the sunny detention center, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but twist his neck and say, "That old guy seems to be afraid of death after all!"

And just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan also laughed and said, "Brother Cheng, are we okay now?"

"Otherwise? Do you really want to go in for advanced studies!"

Looking at the two, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain.

And just then, Zhang Cheng saw Master Wu also walking out.

"Stop, stop, stop, don't do anything, this isn't the place!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng walking up, Master Wu hurriedly shouted.

"You're pretty good, found someone to take the fall for you?"

Looking at the Master Wu before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease.

"Big Brother, we don't have any grudges, do we?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu asked.

"No grudges, but I'm short on money—is that a problem?"

Looking at Master Wu, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"No, no problem!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Master Wu could only accept his bad luck. After all, when a local snake meets a dragon crossing the river—and a strong dragon at that—what other choice did he have?

(End of chapter)