Chapter 945: If you're old, go play on the sidelines!

The next morning, due to the typhoon, it was drizzling incessantly.

In front of the mourning hall where white cloth fluttered, the crowd from Houbecuo gathered.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who had a white strip wrapped around his arm, Chen Wenqian stepped forward and said, "I've already pushed the matter out; you'll be the one to do it when the time comes!"

"Got it. For a small matter like this, I'll just handle it myself!"

Addressing Chen Wenqian, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sit down on a chair.

However, just at this moment, Geta also appeared with his men.

Looking at Li Zhilong and the others behind him, Chen Wenqian immediately stepped forward to greet them.

Watching all this, Chen Guilin asked curiously, "Your big brother seems quite unlucky; to actually have two underlings like you!"

"Yeah, that's why he died young in middle age!"

Hearing Chen Guilin's words, Zhang Cheng also started to laugh.

Watching Zhang Cheng say this "hell joke" with a calm face, Chen Guilin was speechless: "Damn, you really don't care about the code of the underworld!"

"Those who care about the underworld are young people. Adults only look at pros and cons, not right and wrong! If he doesn't die, it's hard to get things done!"

Addressing Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng saw the commotion starting in the distance and immediately opened his umbrella to step forward.

"Damn, what did you just say?"

Slapping Chen Wenqian across the face, Geta stared at him with a fierce expression.

Because he highly suspected that Zhang Shunfa was killed by this white-eyed wolf in front of him.

But unfortunately, Zhang Shunfa suspected wrong, because Zhang Shunfa really wasn't killed by Chen Wenqian, but by the monk beside him!

Just after Chen Wenqian took a slap, the people from Houbecuo couldn't help but rush forward, their faces full of anger.

Blocking the people behind him, Chen Wenqian said, "Have you hit enough? Big Brother Geta!"

"Watch your mouth!"

Pointing at Chen Wenqian, Geta turned around and left with his men, the situation ending on a sour note.

Coming to Chen Wenqian's side, Zhang Cheng looked at him and said, "You can even endure this!"

"It's not the time yet!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Chen Wenqian turned around and clenched his fists.

Where does the conflict between the old and the new lie? In money!

As the old big brother, Zhang Shunfa and Geta stood on the same side; he was also opposing the Gray Wolf and others from entering Monga.

But for Chen Wenqian and Zhang Cheng, this was an intolerable matter.

Because the times are changing, and the ways of making money are also changing. Nowadays, who still likes to go to backward karaoke halls? Young people are clubbing.

Selling high-mountain tea and collecting oranges—how much money can you make at the end of the year?

So this is the flashpoint of the conflict. The people above are still talking about the underworld, but the young people are already talking about money.

Under the cover of night, the people from Miaokou who had been called away were pursuing the "murderer."

But just at this moment, several guests who had come south from Yizhou seemed to want to offer incense.

Facing the other party's request, Geta couldn't refuse and could only agree.

However, while offering incense, the few suddenly drew the sharp blades at their waists and made their move.

In the bloody battle, Geta's strength was not at a disadvantage at all, and the few were knocked down one after another.

Watching this scene, Zhang Cheng, who had walked in, couldn't help but sigh: "Seriously, five against one and you still get counter-killed. How are you fighting? Do you know how to fight? Huh? Do you know how to fight!"

Facing Zhang Cheng's mockery, the five people immediately got up in a sorry state, looking extremely embarrassed.

After all, five against one and they didn't win—that was a bit shameful!

"Why is it you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Geta was immediately stunned on the spot.

Originally, he thought it was Chen Wenqian who sent people to kill him, but he didn't expect it to be this Zhang Cheng from Houbecuo who had always been keeping a low profile!

"If you're old, go play on the sidelines. Do you know that you've caused me a lot of trouble, Big Brother Geta!"

Sighing, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and slowly drew a dagger from his waist.

Accompanied by the rotation of his fingertips, the dagger was gripped in a reverse hold.

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Geta immediately scolded, "Did you kill Masa?"

"Sorry, I really didn't do that!"

Looking coldly at Geta, Zhang Cheng stepped forward quickly, the dagger in his hand slashing out.

Dodging by turning his body, a wound immediately appeared on Geta's chest, blood seeping through.

Jumping back and kicking, Zhang Cheng fiercely kicked him flying directly.

"Boom!"

His body slammed heavily against the statue of the deity, and Geta collapsed to the ground, looking extremely weak.

Walking up, Zhang Cheng looked at the other party coldly and said, "If you dare to cut off my path to wealth, I'll slaughter you!"

Not long after, when Mosquito arrived at the entrance of the temple, he stood there frozen in his tracks.

Because at this moment, Geta had already collapsed in a pool of blood, with a dagger plunged into his chest.

Staring at this scene in disbelief, he stepped forward at a loss, not knowing what to do, his entire being thrown into a panic.

"Ah, ah!"

Amidst the shrill screams, he finally broke down, clutching Geta and wailing.

In the heavy rain, a black sedan appeared.

Sitting inside, Zhang Cheng lit a cigarette and said, "The matter is handled. The rest is up to you!"

"Don't worry, I will make them pay the price!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Chen Wenqian could not help but turn fierce.

However, looking at Chen Wenqian, Zhang Cheng spoke up, "To be honest, Wenqian, your cousin really deserved to die!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Chen Wenqian could not help but say, "But he was still my cousin!"

"That's why he's dead!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Cheng could not help but mock.

And after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Chen Wenqian was also filled with silence.

Upon learning the news of his father's death, Li Zhilong was so terrified that he dared not appear at the scene at all, hiding in a corner and trembling.

Because he, this young master, only now truly understood what the underworld was.

With Geta shielding him, he could run wild at the temple entrance, but having lost his father, he finally saw clearly that the real underworld is a man-eating place!

Seeing that Li Zhilong dared not show his face, Mosquito, having no other choice, could only act as the filial son.

In the black Mercedes, Gray Wolf watched this scene, his face black with rage.

Looking at Gray Wolf, Zhang Cheng could not help but burst into loud laughter.

Because his biological father was still alive, yet he was helping his opponent carry the spirit tablet; it was truly too interesting.

"Your son is really interesting! Hahaha, haven't you acknowledged him yet?"

Looking at Gray Wolf beside him, Zhang Cheng could not help but tease.

Turning his head, Gray Wolf looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "No!"

"Then you'd better hurry. After all, Monk doesn't know he's your son. If he accidentally hurts him, that wouldn't be good!"

Looking at Gray Wolf, Zhang Cheng watched all of this with great interest.

All that talk of youthful loyalty is just a joke.

Three strikes scatter brotherly love, every confession scroll bears your name.

One strike to the mouth to prevent speaking, two strikes to the legs to prevent running, three strikes to the waist for a good night's sleep.

After the funeral ended, the anxious Li Zhilong and the others were discussing how to escape.

But just then, inside the tea room, a hot-headed youth appeared carrying a knife.

Seeing White Monkey appear suddenly, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Because this young man was truly fierce; he dared to come and attempt an assassination with a knife tucked in his shirt.

Did he not know that the worst person present was still using a gun?

"This kid, one look and you know he has no brains!"

Looking at White Monkey, Zhang Cheng revealed a mocking smile, but thinking that he only had one grandfather left, he immediately said, "Lock him up, and let him go after the matter is over!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Chen Wenqian, who had stepped forward, asked, "Keep him?"

"The man only has one grandfather left; do you want to make an old man bury his own grandson?"

Speaking to Chen Wenqian, Zhang Cheng could not help but explain, "When you're out running the streets, you have to talk about righteousness, right?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Wenqian stood frozen in place, because the person least concerned with righteousness in the whole place was him, right?

(End of chapter)