Slap!
The next moment.
The other party immediately closed the money-filled suitcase.
He re-shouldered the suitcase and obediently retreated behind Wesley.
"Now, can we see the trunk?"
Wesley spoke in a low voice to Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng shrugged, stepping aside.
The bald burly man beside him then opened the trunk.
However, it was empty, completely devoid of anything.
Clang!
The burly, bald man immediately flared up, pulling out a gun and jamming it against Zhou Cheng's head.
"Kid, you're playing games with us!"
The bald man roared.
"It's empty inside!"
He then reported to Wesley.
Wesley's expression immediately turned cold.
He had already seriously doubted whether the other party could kill Satan, but he hadn't expected that they would dare to come empty-handed.
"What the hell? That's a bit too bold, isn't it?"
"Young man, do you know who we are?"
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Wesley's tone sounded relatively calm, but Zhou Cheng could clearly feel the anger hidden beneath the surface.
"Money-delivering boys, right?"
Bang!
Before the words even left his mouth, Zhou Cheng punched the bald giant standing beside him.
Crack!
Along with the sound of breaking bones, the burly bald man, weighing over two hundred pounds, was sent flying.
He flew dozens of meters before crashing heavily to the ground like a dead dog.
He remained motionless.
Silence.
The scene immediately became quiet.
Everyone, including Wesley, was shocked by the power of Zhou Cheng's punch.
This was just…too exaggerated, wasn't it?
Just what was this guy?
"Wait a minute!"
A flash of inspiration suddenly struck Wesley's mind, and his eyes widened.
Based on the intel, that Satan is also immensely strong, and his build is so similar to the person in front of me.
Could it be…
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The next moment.
A barrage of gunfire erupted.
The gunmen around Wesley immediately drew their weapons.
They mercilessly pulled the triggers, firing at Zhou Cheng.
But Zhou Cheng simply extended his hand calmly, activating Almighty Push.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh! All the bullets were suspended in mid-air, as if a pause button had been pressed.
What the…
What the hell?
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
Is this guy a magician?
Can he even do such a bizarre thing?
Zhou Cheng didn't pay any attention to their reactions and waved his hand at them again.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh! The bullets fired by the gunmen were immediately reflected back, all of them shooting into the gunmen's bodies.
Streaks of blood immediately spurted out.
Those gunmen quickly fell to the ground, scattered everywhere, all injured.
Their eyes, as they looked at Zhou Cheng, were filled with terror.
This guy, he's too terrifying, isn't he?
"Satan!"
"So you're Satan!"
Wesley finally reacted.
Freaks with extraordinary powers couldn't be everywhere. The guy in front of him was definitely Satan.
"That's right, I am Satan!"
"Surprised? Shocked?"
Zhou Cheng chuckled, and a pair of Wings suddenly sprouted from his back.
He was just about to shoot all the people in front of him dead.
Previously, his use of Almighty Push to deflect bullets was just a haphazard barrage, and only a few unlucky individuals were taken out.
Most of them were only injured.
Therefore, Zhou Cheng still needed to follow up with some finishing blows.
"Heh!"
But what Zhou Cheng didn't expect was that Wesley also laughed at this moment.
"Satan! I have to say, this is quite the unexpected delight."
"I didn't think your true form would actually appear."
"But do you think, to deal with someone who could potentially kill Satan, we would only have this little bit of preparation?"
Wesley then confidently said these words to Zhou Cheng.
Ah, this!
You make a good point, I am speechless!
Zhou Cheng was stunned by Wesley's words.
It seemed Wesley had arranged some kind of backup plan?
Bang!
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a bullet struck Zhou Cheng's head.
The force was so great that it even severed a single strand of hair on Zhou Cheng's head.
Bang!
And only after Zhou Cheng was hit did the sharp sound of the gunshot echo.
A sniper rifle!
Zhou Cheng understood immediately.
Wesley really went all out, even bringing in a sniper of this caliber.
"The rumors… were actually true…"
"You're actually… invulnerable."
Wesley's voice murmured, filled with shock and disbelief.
His face, the face of Kingpin's top confidant, was etched with it.
And with a deep sense of despair.
This Satan, he really was a damn Satan, wasn't he?
The name Satan was truly well-deserved.
Facing such a person, how could they possibly have any chance?
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart filled the air.
Zhou Cheng didn't waste any more words. He controlled a multitude of feathers, launching them towards Wesley and the others.
In the blink of an eye.
The scene was once again utterly silent, the only thing remaining was the thick, pungent smell of blood.
Zhou Cheng seemed not to notice the corpses scattered everywhere, calmly picking up the black suitcase from the ground.
Then, he quickly took out the Skin Mask and put it on, beginning to look in the direction from which the bullets had come.
Several tall buildings stood proudly in his view, causing Zhou Cheng a headache.
"Alright!"
"Reality isn't a movie."
Zhou Cheng felt a slight twinge of annoyance.
Even though he was powerful enough to be called Satan, he wasn't a well-trained agent.
Trying to pinpoint the sniper's location based on that shot was just wishful thinking.
Zhou Cheng couldn't even figure out which building the sniper was in.
He didn't want to admit it, but that was the truth.
Zhou Cheng could only let the sniper go free.
However...
This matter wasn't a big deal for Zhou Cheng, in fact, it was exactly what he wanted.
Why?
Because before coming to "trade" with Wesley, Zhou Cheng had made a request to Wade Wilson.
What request?
He wanted Wade to make him a Skin Mask!
That's right.
The face that appeared before Wesley and the others wasn't Zhou Cheng's real face.
After all, he was being cautious about revealing his true face.
What if hidden cameras, dashcams, or some obscure surveillance caught him during the negotiation? Wouldn't that be a disaster?
Countless movies had shown him this.
So, Zhou Cheng played it safe.
I didn't expect it to actually come in handy.
If the Sniper hadn't seen his face, it would have been fine.
But if he had seen it, it would just lead them astray.
There was really nothing to worry about.
Zhou Cheng didn't pay it much mind and directly spread his Wings and flew into the night sky.
He vanished without a trace.
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