Chapter 980: No ticket? Can't I just rob one?

On the fog-filled street,

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

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

Looking at the man earnestly, Zhang Cheng smiled.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the woman, who had already been in despair, collapsed even more.

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

Satan: I'm worthy of being compared to him?

King of Hell: I'm in charge down here, he's in charge up there!

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

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

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

Looking at the man's state, Zhang Cheng laughed: "Come, you have to do this, cover it, yes, cover it, breathe deeply, breathe deeply, dizziness is normal..."

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

Dropping the scalpel, Zhang Cheng said mockingly: "Did you feel it? In your next life, remember to cut like this!"

And just as the man collapsed in a pool of blood, Zhang Cheng said with disdain: "If you're bad, practice more. At first glance, your medical skills are poor!"

Turning to leave, Zhang Cheng walked toward the outside.

However, watching Zhang Cheng leave, the woman finally understood that she seemed to have been saved, her face revealing a look of surprise.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng turned back.

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

Squatting down, Zhang Cheng fumbled around on the man, then took out dozens of pounds and left again.

Widening her 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 saved people just for 'black-eating-black.' If it weren't for that, why would he just save people?

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: "No wonder vampires appear here. After all, if I were a vampire, I'd love this ghost place too!"

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

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who was half-naked, the boss asked suspiciously: "Excuse me, sir, were your clothes robbed?"

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

Looking at the boss, Zhang Cheng spoke very politely.

After all, he was very polite under normal circumstances. Of course, this was only under normal circumstances, which didn't include robbing banks!

"Okay, no problem. Please stand over here, let me measure you!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, the boss also smiled, his face without a trace of discrimination.

Before long, after all the data was measured, Zhang Cheng sat in a chair.

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 smiled: "You are very polite!"

"I am Italian, I only came here to learn about 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 in 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 was a must. Even facing himself, who looked like a beggar, he didn't refuse. Clearly, he would be a man who could succeed!

However, just after Zhang Cheng finished this sentence, he was stunned in place: "Wait, Gucci?"

Busy for a whole morning, Gucci took the suit and stepped forward: "According to your ideas, 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 to smooth his hair: "You're right, it's very suitable for me!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, whose temperament had suddenly changed, Gucci was shocked: "My God, you are really handsome!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

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

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

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Gucci saw at a glance that money wasn't the point; the point was this suit.

"Of course you can, but I also need a little share of your brand! Not much, just 5%, how about that!"

Looking at Gucci with a 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 smile, Gucci was also thrilled.

Walking out of the clothing store, Zhang Cheng held a newspaper to kill time on the road.

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

However, just as Zhang Cheng opened the newspaper, a line of text appeared on it:

"Titanic is about to set sail."

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

But just as Zhang Cheng saw that the departure time wasn't far off, he immediately slapped his thigh: "Heart of the Ocean!"

As a gemstone that countless people longed to get, Zhang Cheng of course also wanted it. After all, such a large blue sapphire would be great as a decoration for the 'Uncrowned King'!

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 rob one?

As a fierce bandit, if he even forgot his ability to eat, it meant 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 large port,

Zhang Cheng, dressed in a crisp suit, looked at the two Krieg soldiers beside him: "I asked you to be bodyguards, not to stare at people's foreheads. Hide well, don't let the entrenching tools show!"

"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 boarded the ship and showed his ticket.

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

"Okay!"

Revealing a smile indifferently, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the sailor asked 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: "If you have any instructions, you can call me at any time. I am very happy to serve you!"