Chapter 960: Are you a comedian?

In the howling rainstorm, the rain quickly made people lose their sense of direction.

Panting heavily, Lin Guoyun, hiding in a corner, covered 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 other person’s overwhelming pressure, 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 directly?

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

Hiding in the corner, Lin Guoyun saw the dagger appear and immediately shrank back 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, then 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 the moment 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 hit, huh?"

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

"Ah!"

Amidst the painful scream, Lin Guoyun roared immediately.

However, looking at Lin Guoyun, Zhang Cheng excitedly twisted the dagger and said, "The first moment I saw you, I knew you were no good. Now it seems, that’s exactly the case! This is fate’s arrangement; Mazu let us meet."

Grabbing Lin Guoyun’s neck with one hand and pinning him against the wall, Zhang Cheng used the dagger in his hand to continuously slice open his chest.

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

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

Not long after, as Lin Guoyun collapsed in a pool of blood, the blood flowed continuously into the sewer along with the rainwater.

Arriving from behind, Chen Guilin saw this scene and froze in place, saying, "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 making a call.

Not long after, when a voice came through, Zhang Cheng said, "This is Tuen Mun. I’ve seen the Rain Night Butcher."

"Who is the Rain Night Butcher?"

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

"Isn't it him!"

Pointing at Lin Guoyun, who was no longer moving at his feet, Zhang Cheng turned and left.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Guilin froze in place.

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

Thinking of Zhang Cheng’s interest in "hunting" his own kind, Chen Guilin fell silent.

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

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

The next day, on the news, Chen Guilin watched the TV report and froze.

Because just as Zhang Cheng said, that taxi driver who was gutted after one look from him really was the Rain Night Butcher.

Lin Guoyun: One look, and I’m gone!

Hannibal: Same here!

Xu Weiqiang: Two madmen, thought they were peers, but it turned out to be a ranked match!

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

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Chen Guilin asked, "How did you know?"

"Know? 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?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Guilin was terrified by this statement.

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

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

In a high-end clothing store, Zhang Cheng changed into a white shirt and put on a brand-new Armani suit, saying, "This one is nice!"

"It’s very likely to get dirty when working!"

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, Zhang Cheng wore a loose suit and 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, the important thing is just being out there?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Chen Guilin asked.

"Did I? I forgot!"

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

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

However, just then, Chen Guilin looked at the speedboats appearing on both sides, which were filled with a large number of people wearing black military coats.

They wore gas masks, appearing 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: The "tool" is a tool, the "person" is a person!

Zhang Cheng: ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

And just then, Jiang Jingquan came down from upstairs and roared, "Who is it, daring to run wild on my ship!"

But as he came down, his foot slipped, and he stumbled, kneeling directly in front of Zhang Cheng.

Staring at this scene in shock, everyone present froze.

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

"I’m fucking!"

Angrily trying to get up, Jiang Jingquan hadn't even finished speaking before he stumbled and knelt again, because Zhang Cheng was pressing on his shoulder, making it impossible for him to stand.

Seeing this, 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 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 Wang who asked me to find you!"

Suddenly hearing this name, Jiang Jingquan was completely stunned.

Patting his cheek, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Grandson, you’re quite the player, aren't you? Taking my father-in-law’s money, buying a ship, and then giving it to others as a gift. What, did you think we wouldn't dare to come over?"

Saying this, 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, saying, "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?"

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