Chapter 821

In the noisy restaurant, everyone couldn't help but quiet down.

Walking up, Zhang Cheng sat beside Master Wu and said, "Keep talking, everyone continue, don't be afraid—who's carrying the flag today?"

Crossing his legs, Zhang Cheng looked at everyone with a full smile.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Hua Zi asked in shock, "No, why is he sitting there?"

"You mean him? That's a ruthless person in this area. After Master Wu handed over his earthwork fleet to him, there are now one or two hundred people!"

Explaining to Hua Zi, the man asked in confusion, "You know him?"

"My neighbor!"

Twitching her mouth as she looked at Zhang Cheng, Hua Zi also hadn't expected that in just half a month of not seeing him, Zhang Cheng would be in this state now.

"Zhang Cheng, it's not that we're saying anything, but you guys are acting too immorally, right? We're all in the same business; you borrow money and don't intend to pay it back—this logic doesn't hold up!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, one of them immediately turned serious.

"Did we say we wouldn't pay it back? I just want to extend the time for a while!"

Spreading his hands calmly, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Extend? Extend for how long? Everyone's funds are tied up in your hands now—millions! Do you think that's a small amount?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, another person couldn't help but scold.

"Borrowing money, of course, means borrowing and returning. I didn't say I wouldn't return it. You guys coming to pressure me with so many people today—are you planning to start a fight?"

Asking with a face full of confusion, Zhang Cheng picked up a toothpick and flicked it at the other's face.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's action, the other party was furious and immediately intended to slap the table and stand up.

But he was stopped by the person beside him, because they had long known that Zhang Cheng could fight. If they made a scene now, no one would be able to do business properly in the future!

"Young man, that's not how you talk. You acting like this—to put it mildly, you're not following the rules; to put it bluntly, you have no 'standing' at all, you know?"

Walking out from the crowd, Zhang Xuejun, known as Sixth Master, couldn't help but scold.

"I'm not following the rules?"

Looking at Zhang Xuejun with a full smile, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "And who are you?"

"I am Zhang Xuejun. Friends on the street give me some face and call me Sixth Master!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Zhang Xuejun explained.

"Oh, an old street-fighter!"

Looking at Zhang Xuejun with sudden realization, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes and say, "Get to the back, it's not your turn to talk here. Why are you out here pretending to be a big shot?"

Looking at Zhang Xuejun with disdain, Zhang Cheng pointed at him and said, "Who here doesn't have millions in assets and can't call up dozens or hundreds of people in a minute? You, an old punk—what level are you to talk to me?"

Following Zhang Cheng's words, the earthwork people walked up and crossed their arms.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng scold him in front of so many people, Zhang Xuejun immediately became angry.

"I'm arrogant? The more arrogant things are yet to come! Who called this old thing here? Can he help you settle the accounts, or can he handle me?"

Pressing on the table to stand up, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look down on everyone.

Facing Zhang Cheng's tiger-like eyes, everyone present fell silent.

Because expecting Zhang Xuejun to talk rules with Zhang Cheng was simply nonsense.

"Hey, you brat, how are you talking? Our Sixth Master is here out of the kindness of his heart to help you settle things!"

Seeing Zhang Xuejun being bullied, Deng Zhao immediately walked out, his face full of rage.

Looking at the Deng Zhao before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tilt his head and say, "Old man, you're at this age, can you stop making a scene? I'm really afraid you'll fall to the ground and frame me for bleeding all over!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in exasperation, Deng Zhao was blocked by his words, gasping for air.

And just then, Men San walked out, holding a knife, and said, "Then tell me, what do you want to do? Are we doing this one-on-one, or as a group?"

"Yo-ho, a ruthless person! You're showing me your weapon, right?"

Walking up, Zhang Cheng looked at the Men San before him, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Trying to scare me? Do you believe that I'll make you sit over there right now!"

Pointing to a chair in the distant corner, Zhang Cheng turned serious.

"I don't believe it!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Men San immediately said.

"You don't believe it, right?"

Looking at Men San playfully, Zhang Cheng immediately said, "I'll count to three! You go over there right now!"

Speaking to this point, cold light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

Feeling the pressure before him, Men San was also stunned in place.

Because he had been a ruthless character when he was young, had been struck by lightning, and had been injured, but he had never been afraid—yet the Zhang Cheng before him made him feel cold sweat all over.

"Three!"

Just as this number left his mouth, Men San flew backward, directly smashing into the distant chair.

Looking at this scene in shock, everyone present was stunned.

Because no one had seen how Zhang Cheng had made his move at all.

"Damn it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in anger, Deng Zhao, seeing this scene, immediately rushed up in shame and rage.

And just as he got close to Zhang Cheng, he saw a pitch-black gun barrel pressed against his forehead.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Deng Zhao was dumbfounded.

"Click!"

A crisp sound rang out, and Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Old man, why do you have to do this? Isn't it better to earn money honestly at home? Why do you have to come out and run the streets with a big shot? What era is this, and you're still showing me a blade?"

"Zhang Cheng, you can't move this thing!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu immediately panicked.

Because if others held this thing, he wouldn't be afraid, after all, if the other party dared to make a move, they wouldn't be able to escape.

But Zhang Cheng was different; this guy's skills were truly enough to finish off everyone present!

Walking up to Zhang Xuejun, Zhang Cheng gave him a backhanded slap to the face and said, "What level are you to come out and pretend? Out here on the streets, it's about influence, it's about background. I give you face, you're called Sixth Master; I don't give you face, what are you? Ah, I'm asking you, what are you?"

With his head tilted from the slap, Zhang Xuejun looked at Zhang Cheng with unspeakable rage in his eyes.

"You have a son, right? Guess what will happen to your son if you don't bow your head?"

Looking at Zhang Xuejun playfully, Zhang Cheng leaned in.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have come here!"

Saying these words while trembling, Zhang Xuejun felt his whole body go cold.

Because the face he had insisted on for a lifetime had been thoroughly trampled underfoot today.

"Click!"

Lighting a cigarette with the handgun, Zhang Cheng threw it on the table and said, "What are you afraid of? A lighter! If I wanted to finish you all off, I wouldn't even need to use this thing!"

Twitching their mouths as they looked at Zhang Cheng, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Because although what he said was the truth, why did it feel so piercing?

"Regarding the money, I'll reiterate: the interest is too high, we can't pay it back. As for the principal, we'll pay it back in three years. If you're not convinced, let's start fighting tomorrow, from morning until night! Fight until we all go inside!"

"But if everyone is willing to give me this face, then I, Zhang Cheng, definitely won't make things difficult for you all. If there's anything to say in the future, I'll definitely support you!"

Cupping his hands, Zhang Cheng scanned the crowd, the corners of his mouth raised.

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, everyone present felt resentful, because wasn't this just taking them for a free ride?

However, regarding Zhang Cheng's threat, they had no choice. After all, no one who came here had a clean background; if they really caused trouble, they could all go inside and squat in a horse stance together!

(End of chapter)