After separating from Wang Bingzhang, Tang Cheng, who got off the bus halfway, was still thinking about what Wang Bingzhang seemed to have deliberately reminded himself before, Tang Cheng knew that he shouldn't fully believe Wang Bingzhang, but he felt that Wang Bingzhang didn't seem to be coaxing himself just now. With this question in his heart, Tang Cheng did not immediately return to the tea shop, but walked along the street seemingly aimlessly, but in fact, he secretly opened the target targeting skill and began to look for the Chongqing underground party member disguised as a shoeshine person.

Cao Jiang, disguised as a shoeshine person, finally withdrew from that street, and when he saw the other party for the last time, Tang Cheng on the roof used the target locking skill to mark Cao Jiang's body. The latest feature of the Target Lock Skill is that as long as the target has been locked by the system host with this skill, the skill mark on the target will still have a tracking effect for 24 hours. But this tracking distance still can't exceed a hundred meters away, so at this moment, Tang Cheng can only wander around the city to search for the location of the target.

Chongqing is a mountain city, many streets are high and low slopes, there are few straight roads like Nanjing in the city, Tangcheng this trip down, it is really tiring enough. After casually finding a small street shop to eat, Tang Cheng returned to the street to repeat the previous search, but found that at the street corner in front, there seemed to be a lot of guys who looked evil. Tang Cheng was not surprised by this, because this is Chongqing, and it is the city with the most robes in the entire Sichuan.

It didn't matter to him, Tang Cheng didn't stop to watch the excitement, nor did he look around to invite trouble for himself, he just followed behind a middle-aged man who was carrying a burden, preparing to go around the street and turn into another street on the left. Tang Cheng didn't want to provoke these short-clothed men, but sometimes, the disaster was not something you could dodge if you wanted to. "Stop, what's the matter?" The man carrying the burden in front of Tang Cheng was brutally stopped, and Tang Cheng saw that it was not aimed at him, so he turned sideways and prepared to bypass it, but at this time, an accident suddenly happened.

I don't know if it was the middle-aged man who was carrying the burden who resisted in a hurry, or the short-clothed man who stopped him arrogantly, the burden that was originally on the shoulders of the middle-aged man suddenly turned, and the burden that came over just blocked Tang Cheng's way. Tang Cheng had no choice but to stop, but he still took two steps back vigilantly. "I ask you, what's in the burden?" The evil-looking man in the short coat had anger in his voice, and with a loud shout, the burden that had already crossed was vigorously kicked over, and the fruit that flew out of the burden rolled to the ground.

Tang Cheng, who was already standing sideways on the side of the street, sighed secretly, this is the sorrow of the flat-headed Baixin, and there are not only all kinds of taxes and sufferings that weigh on them, but also this kind of unreasonable ruffian hooligans and gangsters. Seeing that there was a lively scene to see at the entrance of the street, there were idlers gathered around immediately, and Tang Cheng, who was in a hurry to leave, was blocked here, and in desperation, he had to temporarily be a lively spectator.

The short-clothed man who stopped the burden seemed to be a crazy person, and when he saw someone coming around to see the excitement, instead of stopping, he intensified it. In just a few strokes, the country man who carried the burden was knocked to the ground, and the other men in short clothes stood aside and watched the farce with relish. "Alright... Don't fight again! If you fight again, you will die! Seeing that the country man had been kicked and vomited blood, and the idlers around him were watching the bustle, someone finally dissuaded him.

"Fuck off... You want to be beaten too, don't you? The guy who beat people didn't seem to want to stop, but the faint sound of persuasion around him made the thing turn his attention to the idlers around him, and Tang Cheng, who was obviously a little taller than the surrounding area, entered the sight of the beater. Although Tang Cheng looked tall, his face looked tender, and he was dressed as a student at the moment, so he looked like a bully. Tang Cheng's back was crowded with idlers watching the excitement, and when he saw the beater glaring at him with a pair of eyes and reaching out to him, he had no choice but to pull away the other party's outstretched arm.

Tang Cheng chose to just pull away the other party's arm, with the idea of calming things down, but the other party didn't appreciate it, but he felt that Tang Cheng's move was deliberately sweeping his face, so he immediately let out a low cry and kicked at Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng was helpless in his heart, knowing that he couldn't dodge this time, so he had to raise his left arm to his side to block the opponent's kicking right leg, and then kicked forward quickly with his right foot, kicking the opponent's waist and abdomen. The beater who was kicked by Tang Cheng immediately flew backwards like a ball.

Tang Cheng was angry at the arrogance of the beater before, so this kick was not a little hard, a miserable scream sounded, and the beater who was still arrogant and domineering before flew backwards for several meters and finally fell to the ground, the body that shrunk like a shrimp and the blood arrow that spurted out of his mouth all showed that this person was afraid that he was going to be scrapped. His brother was beaten, and he was beaten in front of himself and others, and the other short-clothed men here at the corner of the street immediately blew up their nests, and the two who reacted the fastest had already pounced on Tang Cheng with short sticks with indifferent faces.

Seeing that Tang Cheng made a move, and kicked the other party in full view, the idlers who were originally crowded behind Tang Cheng immediately dispersed, but at this time, Tang Cheng had no way to leave leisurely. The other party flocked to him, not giving Tang Cheng a chance to explain at all, Tang Cheng had no choice but to fight with these short-clothed men. No matter how good the street gangsters are, they can't match Tang Cheng, who has used the rules of the system to practice Bajiquan to the point of being about to become a masterpiece, but in just a few rounds, these short-clothed men wielding short sticks are lying on the ground.

"Don't go, the person who beat Lao Tzu wants to leave, no way!" After getting rid of these short-clothed men, Tang Cheng was about to leave quietly, but he didn't want a few more short-clothed men to rush out of a shop on the side of the street, and the one in charge was shouting while running, looking very angry. Tang Cheng didn't say much, since he had already made a move, he couldn't leave the troubles behind. Tang Cheng dodged sideways with the short stick swung by the person who had not received it, raised a whip leg with his right leg and slapped the opponent's neck, and then swung his body and punched the other person!

Tang Cheng almost one by one, knocking the short-clothed men who rushed out from behind to the ground one after another. According to the rules of street fighting, although Tang Cheng knocked down all the opponents, he did not make a heavy hand, and the other party saw that no one rushed out to continue to entangle Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng could leave casually at this time. But at this moment, a man in short clothes who got up from the ground suddenly made a movement to pull his right hand to his waist, which shocked Tang Cheng!

Tang Cheng, who had been close to each other in his heart, saw this action of the other party, only to feel as if a switch had been turned on in his head, and it buzzed. The other party's action, Tang Cheng is too familiar, the other party's subconscious action is simply the action of pulling out a gun, Tang Cheng really didn't expect that the other party still has a gun on him. Tang Cheng was only a few meters away from the man, and at a glance, from under the other party's upturned clothes, Tang Cheng had already seen a faint and cold light of roasted blue.

This glance made Tang Cheng only feel the cold hair all over his body, and without the slightest hesitation in his heart, he waved his right hand and smashed the short stick in his hand towards the man vigorously. At this moment, Tang Cheng's mind was completely blank, he just subconsciously smashed the short stick in his hand vigorously, and then the right hand that he had withdrawn was also stretched out on the side of his waist, and he had already held the pistol in the holster on his waist in his hand. Tang Cheng threw a short stick and smashed it heavily on the face of the short-clothed man, and the short-clothed man with blood mist was obviously bursting out of blood on his face, and then his head fell back, but the pistol on his waist was also drawn.

"Bang" Two crisp gunshots rang out, and before the man in short clothes could raise the muzzle of the gun, Tang Cheng had already pulled the trigger and fired a double shot, and the bullet that rushed out of the barrel instantly cut through the short distance of a few meters and hit the other party. The man in short clothes who was hit by two bullets in succession was like being struck by a stick, and the whole person fell backwards. Tang Cheng was very particular about these two shots, and he didn't hit the opponent's vital parts, but just hit the opponent's right arm with one shot, and the other shot hit the opponent's left shoulder.

The people who stopped to watch the excitement in the distance, saw that there were guns here, and some people were injured and fell to the ground, so they scattered farther away like a swarm, but after just a few breaths, only Tang Cheng and the short-clothed man lying on the ground were left at the corner of the street. Tang Cheng didn't choose to leave, he suddenly found that these men in short clothes appeared strangely, and there were actually pistols hidden on their bodies, especially the movements of the man who pulled out the gun just now looked too skilled, which was not at all like the ability of a street gangster or a brother in a river and lake robe.

When Tang Cheng calmed down, he found that the country man who was carrying the burden before had long disappeared at this moment, and the burden that the man was carrying was also gone. Tang Cheng's mind suddenly rose a vague thought, this... Could it be a game set up specifically for itself? These men in short clothes are actually coming for themselves, and the one with a pistol on his body may be a killer?

Tang Cheng, who was full of doubts in his heart, planned to stay, and if what happened next did not surprise his speculation, then his guess was right. Tang Cheng took a few steps forward with his pistol, first picked up the Browning pistol that the other party had dropped on the ground, and then kicked a guy with half of his face swollen like a pig's head, and asked him to reach out and hold the wound of the injured gunman. "Press it well, if he continues to bleed, he will die here."

Tang Cheng explained to the other party with a smile, then pulled over a bamboo chair on the side of the street, and sat down here at the entrance of the street. The short-clothed men who were knocked over by Tang Cheng at the corner of the street did not leave or stay, they could only continue to pretend that they couldn't get up, or according to their respective postures just now, lying down or lying on their stomachs and not daring to move. After about a cigarette, Tang Cheng, who faintly heard a shout, sat in the bamboo chair and slowly burst into a sneer, it seems that his guess is really correct.