Chapter 326: Zhang Cheng: I Think I Saw My Great-Grandma...

Chapter 326: Chapter 178: Zhang Cheng: I Think I Saw My Great-Grandma…

You know, sometimes people are just bound to have bad luck.

It might be sparked by a moment of recklessness, or it could be a chain reaction from a single mistake.

Of course, an ordinary person’s bad luck usually has its limits. Zhang Liang and the others had never seen anyone truly unlucky… except for Wang Chao.

But today.

Zhang Liang witnessed it.

Six people. A one-in-six chance!

And the guy just had to pick the one option he never should have…

“How about… you pick again?”

Sun Jian couldn’t help himself. The murderous aura on his face vanished as he offered a well-intentioned reminder.

“I’m not changing my mind. I pick him!”

“Damn it, if you’ve got the balls, come out and fight me one-on-one!”

“What’s so great about a whole group of you ganging up on me?!”

Zhang Cheng’s defiant swagger returned.

Seeing the look on Sun Jian’s face, Zhang Cheng knew he’d picked the right person!

As for what the man had said…

‘Pick again?’

‘Are you kidding me? I’d have to be crazy to pick someone else!’

‘The others around are either cops or Old Sneakies.’

‘And then there’s Sun Jian—that guy’s a goddamn human Titan, the kind of person who wields a machine gun like a rifle. Would I be crazy enough to pick him?’

‘Ah, the pretty boy is the perfect choice!’

‘Pretty boys are easy to beat, and besides, I’ve been itching to punch that face for a while now!’

“Don’t look around. I mean you!”

Zhang Cheng said, pointing at Xu Huo.

“You sure?”

Xu Huo stared at him, dumbfounded. Even knowing he had Anger Ears, he still found what he was hearing a little hard to believe.

“I’ll give you one more chance to choose.”

“I said it’s fucking you!”

“Stop dawdling like a little bitch!”

Zhang Cheng’s eyes were savage and filled with hostility.

Seeing this, Sun Jian and the others stopped trying to talk him out of it.

Without another word, they unlocked Zhang Cheng’s handcuffs and all took a step back.

“Don’t you dare cry foul after I beat you up!”

Zhang Cheng’s adrenaline surged as he eyed Xu Huo’s slender frame.

He spoke while rubbing his wrists.

“Don’t waste time. Let’s begin.”

Xu Huo replied casually.

The next second.

Zhang Cheng’s eyes were locked onto Xu Huo’s every move.

Those who live in the underworld, whether they’re thieves or members of the Beggar Gang, all have their own ways of fighting.

In that gray world, unbound by law, turf wars and clashes with the police often escalated to brawls, stabbings, bloodshed, and even death.

So, even though Zhang Cheng was reckless… he’d earned his position as a Boss with his own two fists!

He was not only good at dishing out beatings, but also at taking them; he knew how to fall and protect himself to avoid pain and serious injury.

So…

‘Such a sloppy stance. I can tell he’s not a fighter.’

‘His guard is wide open. One knee to the gut, and he’ll learn his lesson!’

Zhang Cheng saw Xu Huo’s complete lack of a defensive stance and was just about to attack.

The next second…

THUMP!

In a blur, the figure before him vanished.

Zhang Cheng froze. Before he could even react, his body had already doubled over.

An intense, piercing pain shot through his abdomen. It felt like a knife was churning his insides.

The air was driven from Zhang Cheng’s lungs, leaving him gasping like a feeble old man.

His legs gave out from under him, and he collapsed to his knees. His pupils contracted to pinpricks as his vision tunneled to black.

His mind went blank. The image of an old man appeared before him.

The old man had a kind face that bore a slight resemblance to Zhang Cheng. He was standing a short distance away, watching him with a gentle expression.

Zhang Cheng was just about to get up and walk over.

But a sharp jolt of pain yanked him from the hallucination and back to reality.

A massive force slammed into his chest.

The wiry Zhang Cheng was lifted completely off his feet, sent flying by a kick that slammed him onto the table.

SLAM!

The table shuddered on its four legs.

The impact snapped Zhang Cheng to his senses. His head was ringing, his mind a complete blank. He wanted to say something, but…

A primal survival instinct kicked in. It was a feeling as sharp as a needle to the brow; every cell in his body was screaming at him to run.

Under the circumstances, Zhang Cheng mustered every ounce of his strength…

“I’ll talk!”

Two crisp words rang out in an instant.

At that exact moment.

A black shadow.

Whistled past Zhang Cheng’s ear.

CRASH!!!

In that instant, the solid table beneath him exploded. Splinters flew everywhere. Zhang Cheng felt his body go light for a moment before he crashed to the floor.

Then.

Like a drowning fish, he scrambled backward until his back hit the wall. He gasped for air, his face drenched in cold sweat, his body trembling uncontrollably as his pupils remained tightly constricted.

‘Just now…’

‘It felt like I just took a stroll through the gates of hell…’

“Don’t waste time.”

Xu Huo flexed his hands and looked at him, his voice calm.

Zhang Cheng was still dizzy. He wanted to ask for a moment to recover.

But…

“Three…”

Xu Huo began the countdown, but before he could even utter the next number…

“The train station, the bus station, near the airport, and Baisheng Square! The begging there is run by a bald guy. He has a deal with the orphanage, maintains long-term contact with human traffickers, and lives in a temple—a temple he built himself…”

To be honest.

Zhang Cheng had never known his brain and tongue could move so fast.

He’d finished spilling everything before he even realized he’d started.

“Heh. See? We could have been done ages ago if you’d just started with that.”

“You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?”

Xu Huo grabbed his jacket, slung it over his shoulders, and turned to leave.

“Vulture, stay behind and clean up.”

“The rest of you, with me. We’re going to make an arrest!”

Without another word, he turned and walked away.

The corners of Zhang Liang, Li Jianye, and Zhao Gang’s eyes twitched. They shot the man a pitying look, then turned and left.

Sun Jian’s face was a mask of pure shock, but he too followed them out.

That left only the two accompanying Police Officers, Su Cheng, and Zhang Cheng in the room.