Chapter 982: No ticket, can't I just snatch one?

On the fog-filled street,

The man looked back in panic because the teenager was staring at him thoughtfully.

"You're not cutting right; you won't kill anyone, you'll just suffocate her. That's not good!"

Looking at the man seriously, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

And hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the woman who had already despaired became even more broken.

Originally, she thought this was an angel sent by God to save her, but she didn't expect that the gates of hell weren't closed tightly and Satan had run out!

Satan: Do I deserve to be compared to him?

King Yama: I have the final say below, he has the final say above!

"Come, I'll teach you, it should be like this!"

Grabbing the man's wrist, Zhang Cheng broke his hand and then directly slashed his neck.

As blood spilled on the ground, the man clutched his neck and struggled.

And looking at the man's state, Zhang Cheng laughed and said, "Come, you have to do this, cover it, yes, cover it, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."

Looking at this scene in horror, the woman covered her mouth in disbelief.

Throwing away the scalpel in his hand, Zhang Cheng smiled playfully and said, "Did you feel it? In the next life, remember to cut like this!"

And just as the man fell into a pool of blood, Zhang Cheng said with disgust, "Practice more if you're bad, it's clear your medical skills are not refined!"

Turning to leave, Zhang Cheng walked toward the outside.

But watching Zhang Cheng leave, the woman finally realized that she seemed to have been saved, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng turned back again.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the woman was so scared that she didn't dare to speak.

Squatting down, Zhang Cheng groped around the man's body, took out dozens of pounds, and then left again.

With wide eyes, the woman couldn't help but shout, "That, thank you!"

"Oh, you're welcome!"

Waving to the back, Zhang Cheng said indifferently.

After all, he only saved people to rob them; if it weren't for that, why would he save people purely?

Hannibal: Is he speaking human language?

Xu Weiqiang: What if he isn't human?

Lin Luhe: Agreed!

The next morning, the fog still shrouded London.

Looking at the city that even the sun couldn't shine on, Zhang Cheng curled his lips in contempt and said, "No wonder vampires appear here. After all, if I were a vampire, I'd like to come to this ghost place too!"

Humming a little tune, Zhang Cheng walked into a clothing store nearby.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who was half-naked, the boss asked, "Excuse me, gentleman, were your clothes snatched?"

"No, I tore them myself because they were too old to wear anymore. Please help me customize a suit!"

Looking at the boss, Zhang Cheng was also very polite.

After all, he is very polite in general situations, of course, this does not include robbing banks!

"Okay, no problem, please stand over, I'll measure you!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, the boss also smiled, without any discrimination.

Before long, after the measurements were completed, Zhang Cheng sat on a chair.

And the young boss smiled and said, "Your body is very good! But that would be lacking in style, why not wear this first!"

Looking at the clothes handed over by the young boss, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and say, "You are very polite!"

"I am Italian, I just came here to study clothing!"

Explaining to Zhang Cheng, the young boss smiled.

"Is that so? What is your name!"

Looking at the young boss suspiciously, Zhang Cheng asked.

"Guccio Gucci!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, the young boss turned and smiled, "I will create my own brand with my name in the future!"

"Is that so? That's great, you will definitely succeed!"

Hearing the boss's words, Zhang Cheng immediately praised him.

Because as a successful businessman, being humble is a must. Even facing himself, who looked like a beggar, he didn't refuse. It's clear he will be a man who can succeed!

However, just after Zhang Cheng finished this sentence, he froze in place and said, "Wait, Gucci?"

Busy all morning, Gucci brought the suit up and said, "According to your idea, I adjusted the proportions. I have to say, you are a genius. I have never seen such a suit! It must be very suitable for you!"

And just after Zhang Cheng put on the shirt and suit, he reached out and wiped his hair, saying, "You're right, this is very suitable for me!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, whose temperament suddenly changed, Gucci said in shock, "My God, you are so handsome!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Handing all the money in his pocket to the other party, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "This is yours!"

"No, no, no, I don't want money, can I produce suits like yours?"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Gucci saw it immediately; money is not the point, the point is this suit.

"Of course you can, but I also need a little share of your brand! Not much, just five percent, how about that!"

Looking at Gucci with a full smile, Zhang Cheng laughed.

"Of course no problem, after all, you are the first person to support my dream!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a full smile, Gucci was also excited.

Walking out of the clothing store, Zhang Cheng held a newspaper in his hand to pass the time on the road.

After all, he didn't know where to go now, so he planned to wander around randomly.

However, just as Zhang Cheng opened the newspaper, a line of words appeared on it.

"Titanic is about to set sail"

Looking at this name, Zhang Cheng tilted his neck and said, "Titanic? Is it the one that hit an iceberg?"

But just as Zhang Cheng saw that the departure time was not far away, he immediately slapped his thigh and said, "Heart of the Ocean!"

As a gemstone that countless people long to get, Zhang Cheng of course also wants it. After all, such a large blue sapphire, if it could be used as a decoration for the "Uncrowned King," that would be great!

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng immediately set off for Southampton.

As for the ticket problem, Zhang Cheng didn't worry about it at all. After all, if he didn't have one, couldn't he just snatch one?

As a fierce bandit, if he even forgot his ability to make a living, that would mean he had completely "forgotten his roots"!

Federal Reserve: Forgetting roots is actually quite good!

JPMorgan Chase: I think so too!

Zhang Cheng: Don't want to balance the accounts anymore?

Southampton, in front of the huge port,

Zhang Cheng, wearing a crisp suit, was looking at the two Krieg soldiers beside him and said, "I let you be bodyguards, not to let you stare at people's foreheads. Hide them well, entrenching tools, don't show them!"

"Beep, beep, beep!"

Just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the whistle sounded, and the two Krieg soldiers immediately planned to rush out.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng was by their side, so he pulled them back, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

After a long time, Zhang Cheng walked onto the ship and then showed his ticket.

Looking at Zhang Cheng holding a VIP room ticket, the sailor immediately signaled, "Sir, please come with me!"

"Okay!"

Indifferently revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

And looking at Zhang Cheng, the sailor said in surprise, "Where is your luggage?"

"Can't I buy it on the way? After all, money is omnipotent!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng took out a pound note and stuffed it into the other party's collar.

Watching Zhang Cheng do this, the sailor smiled and said, "If you have any instructions, you can call me at any time. I am very happy to serve you!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 983 =====