Chapter 962: Are you a comedian?

In the whistling rainstorm, the downpour soon made people lose their sense of direction.

Panting heavily, Lin Guoyun, hiding in a corner, was covering his nose and mouth, not daring to breathe.

Because he didn't know why, but the moment he locked eyes with Zhang Cheng, he actually saw death.

Feeling the opponent's oppressive aura, he hurriedly slammed on the gas and left.

But who would have thought that the madman would actually draw a gun and blow out his tire?

Standing in the rain, Zhang Cheng put away his gun, and a cold, sharp dagger appeared in his right hand.

Hiding in the corner, Lin Guoyun saw the dagger appear and immediately shrank his body in fear.

"Where are you? Friend, come out and play. In such heavy rain, you'll catch a cold!"

Calling out to Lin Guoyun softly, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lin Guoyun became afraid, and slowly pulled a hammer from his chest.

Because he knew that if he didn't kill the other person, he would definitely die.

Raising the hammer high, Lin Guoyun slowly walked out of the alley, aiming at the back of Zhang Cheng's head.

But just as he was about to strike, Zhang Cheng turned around abruptly and stared at him playfully, saying, "Why are you holding that hammer so high? Want to give me a whack, huh?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Lin Guoyun hadn't even had a chance to swing it down before his abdomen was pierced by the dagger.

"Ah!"

Amidst the painful screams, Lin Guoyun roared immediately.

However, looking at Lin Guoyun, Zhang Cheng excitedly twisted the dagger and said, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were a piece of trash. Now it seems, that's exactly the case! This is fate's arrangement; Mazu let us meet."

Choking Lin Guoyun by the neck with one hand and pinning him against the wall, Zhang Cheng kept slicing open his chest with the dagger in his hand.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in despair, Lin Guoyun spat out blood, his whole person appearing completely broken.

Yet, looking at Lin Guoyun, Zhang Cheng delivered the final blow, piercing his heart and twisting it violently: "Trash, you think you can kill me? Do you really think I'm a vegetarian?"

Before long, as Lin Guoyun fell into a pool of blood, the blood kept flowing into the sewer along with the rainwater.

Arriving from behind, when Chen Guilin saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot: "No, he just didn't stop the car, and you slaughtered him?"

"This guy is my kind? Do you understand?"

Speaking to Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng picked up the phone on the ground and started dialing.

Before long, when a voice came from the other end, Zhang Cheng said, "This is Tuen Mun. I've found the Rain Butcher."

"Who is the Rain Butcher?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Chen Guilin became puzzled.

"Isn't it him?"

Pointing at Lin Guoyun, who was already motionless at his feet, Zhang Cheng turned and left.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Guilin was stunned on the spot.

Because he had heard Zhang Cheng say "my kind" before; the first was Xu Weiqiang, who was dealt with by him, and the second was Lin Luhe, who was also gone. So, could this Lin Guoyun also be that type of person?

Thinking of Zhang Cheng's hobby of "hunting" his own kind, Chen Guilin couldn't help but fall silent.

Because he seemed to be the same, liking to play ranked matches!

Arriving at a high-end hotel, Zhang Cheng quickly checked in.

On the news the next day, Chen Guilin looked at the TV report and was stunned.

Because just as Zhang Cheng had said, that taxi driver he glanced at and then gutted was indeed the Rain Butcher.

Lin Guoyun: I looked at him, and I was gone!

Hannibal: Same here!

Xu Weiqiang: Two madmen, I thought they were colleagues, but it turns out they're playing ranked matches!

Walking out wearing a bath towel, Zhang Cheng looked at Chen Guilin and said, "Let's go, buy some clothes, then go to Macau!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Chen Guilin asked, "How did you figure it out?"

"Figure it out? I smelled it. He had the scent of blood on him!"

Explaining to Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng laughed.

"In such heavy rain, you could still smell it?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Guilin was terrified by this sentence.

"Otherwise, why do you think I like to carry a handkerchief when I go out!"

Looking at Chen Guilin beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain.

Inside a high-end clothing store, Zhang Cheng put on a white shirt and then slipped into a brand-new Armani suit: "This one is not bad!"

"When doing things, it's very likely to get dirty!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Chen Guilin really wanted to say there was no need to buy something so expensive.

But looking at Chen Guilin beside him, who was wearing a loose suit, he said, "When you're out running the streets, what matters is looking sharp. Don't you understand?"

"Didn't you say that when you're out running the streets, what matters is being out there?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Chen Guilin inquired.

"Is that so? I forgot!"

Looking at Chen Guilin with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng became awkward.

On the high seas, a gambling boat was sailing recklessly.

But just at this moment, Chen Guilin looked at the speedboats appearing on both sides, which were filled with a large number of people wearing black military overcoats.

They wore gas masks and appeared like ghosts.

Although Chen Guilin had asked many times who they were, Zhang Cheng always said they were a group of "tools"!

Death Korps of Krieg: Tool as in entrenching tool, tool as in one or two tools, person as in a person!

Zhang Cheng:...

On the noisy gambling boat, the guests were currently reveling.

However, at this moment, a waiter who had been thrown in fell to the ground covered in blood.

Astonished voices rang out, and the guests immediately fled in panic.

But just at this moment, the Krieg soldiers who had walked out from all directions blocked the path.

"Everyone, don't panic, and don't be in a rush. We aren't here to rob; we're here to settle accounts!"

Speaking to the people present, Zhang Cheng explained with a face full of smiles.

And just at this moment, Jiang Jingquan came down from upstairs and roared angrily, "Who is it, daring to run wild on my boat!"

However, just as he came down, his foot slipped, and he staggered, kneeling directly in front of Zhang Cheng.

Looking at this scene in shock, the people present were all stunned.

Looking at him in astonishment, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Are you a comedian?"

"I'm—!"

Angrily wanting to get up, before Jiang Jingquan could finish his sentence, he staggered and knelt again, because Zhang Cheng was pressing on his shoulder, making it impossible for him to get up.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people immediately rushed up in anger.

Carrying entrenching tools, the Krieg soldiers displayed powerful deterrence.

"Duang!"

A dull sound rang out, and many people fell down with broken heads and bleeding.

Patting Jiang Jingquan's cheek, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Cheng, the Cheng of integrity. It was Boss Ba who asked me to come find you!"

Suddenly hearing this name, Jiang Jingquan was completely dumbfounded.

Patting his cheek, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Grandson, you're quite the player, huh? You took my father-in-law's money, bought a boat, and then gave it to someone else as a gift. What, did you think we wouldn't dare to come over?"

Having said that, Zhang Cheng backhanded Jiang Jingquan, sending him flying: "Not talking about martial virtue is one thing, but you're also rude!"

Spitting blood, Jiang Jingquan fell to the ground and hurriedly raised his hands: "Big Brother, it's not like that. I didn't want to either, but they threatened me! I..."

"You what? You don't think that just because they can threaten you, I can't threaten you?"

Turning around, Zhang Cheng pointed at Jiang Jingquan: "Break his legs first. Since he likes kneeling, let him kneel and talk to me!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 963 =====