Zhao Daming swung his hand and walked out of the police station, cursing as he went.

Zhang Cheng's gaze fell on Liu Zhongren, who had just entered the office, and his voice was calm and even: "Officer Liu, where is that martial arts expert who injured someone being held?"

Liu Zhongren was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

He was well aware of Zhang Cheng's current relationship with Zhao Daming, and moreover, Zhang Cheng had saved his life in Jin Village.

He had to accept this favor.

Liu Zhongren stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of awe, "In the interrogation room. That guy is tough. He was shot in the shoulder, but he acted like nothing happened, and the bleeding stopped on its own. But... humph, these days, no matter how good your martial arts are, you're still afraid of a handgun."

Zhang Cheng nodded and asked, "Can I see him?"

“Of course.” Liu Zhongren didn’t hesitate at all and gestured for him to come with him. “Come with me.”

The interrogation room door was pushed open.

A suffocating atmosphere, a mixture of sweat and blood, hit me.

Tian Guishi, who called himself "Iron Fist," was now stripped naked, his hands and feet shackled and locked to the interrogation chair, and he was hanging upside down, half a foot off the ground.

The backflow of blood turned his face a horrifying liver color, and his mouth opened and closed unconsciously, like a dying fish greedily inhaling and exhaling thin air.

Hearing the door open, Tian Guishi struggled to lift his eyelids, and when he saw that it was Zhang Cheng, his eyes instantly blazed with anger.

"You have no sense of honor! You actually reported me to the authorities!" he roared hoarsely.

Zhang Cheng walked up to him expressionlessly, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at an inanimate object.

"Who told you I'm a member of the martial arts world?"

His voice was soft, yet it pierced Tian Guishi's ears like an ice pick.

“You injured my people, so it’s only right that I call the police to arrest you.”

"Hmph!" Tian Guishi snorted coldly, his last shred of defiance, "I can tell you've trained too! You exude a murderous aura!"

"Just because someone has practiced martial arts doesn't mean they have to be a martial arts practitioner?"

Zhang Cheng chuckled, took a half step back, and casually leaned half of his body against the cold interrogation table, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.

"Judging from your accent, are you from the Sichuan-Guizhou region?"

"In the middle of the river, the Iron Fist King, Tian Guishi!" Tian Guishi said proudly, as if the title could bring him power.

Zhang Cheng didn't even raise an eyebrow, and continued to ask, "Zhang Zhongming, what grudge do you have against him?"

"He crippled my junior brother's legs!"

When this matter was mentioned, Tian Guishi instantly lost control of his emotions, and the veins on his neck and forehead bulged like earthworms. "He is even more unethical! He challenged my junior brother to a duel, but planted explosives on the spot!"

"Who invited you to Jiaxing?" Zhang Cheng's question was as precise as a scalpel.

Why should I tell you?!

Zhang Cheng stopped looking at him and turned to Liu Zhongren at the door, calmly saying, "Officer Liu, could I have a few words with him alone?"

Liu Zhongren's eyes flickered; he knew what Zhang Cheng was about to do.

He paused for two seconds, then said in a deep voice, "Don't leave any visible wounds, and don't kill anyone."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the interrogation room, but only left the door ajar. He then leaned against the wall outside the door and lit a cigarette.

This is tacit approval, but it's also the bottom line.

Inside the interrogation room, Zhang Cheng slowly pulled a military dagger from behind his waist.

Without any unnecessary movements, he walked to Tian Guishi's side, and the cold blade gently pressed against the other's throbbing temple.

Tian Guishi's body stiffened instantly, and the hairs on his body stood on end!

"What...what do you want to do! This is a police station! You can't torture me!" His voice finally trembled slightly.

Zhang Cheng seemed not to hear, and began to press the tip of the dagger downwards with an extremely slow, yet terrifyingly steady force.

It didn't pierce the skin, but the icy, bone-chilling sharpness, as if it could drill into the soul, made Tian Guishi feel as if his skull was groaning.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Tian Guishi's mental defenses collapsed instantly; he truly felt the shadow of death looming over him.

The man's eyes told him that he really dared to kill him here!

"I was invited here by my junior brother! He said there's a martial arts tournament going to be held in Hangzhou and invited me to come and participate, and to help him with some things! I really don't know who invited him!"

Zhang Cheng didn't move his dagger away, his voice still icy: "How many days did you stay in Jiaxing?"

"Six...six days!"

Where are you staying?

"Jialong Hotel!"

Who delivered the food?

"Someone delivers to my room door every day, but I've never seen their face!"

The pressure from the dagger seemed to increase even further.

"No! No!" Tian Guishi was terrified and almost cried out, "My junior brother introduced some people to me! But I really can't remember their names! I only remember one leader, with a local accent, everyone called him... Brother Leopard!"

Brother Leopard.

Zhang Cheng sheathed his dagger, the sound of the blade returning to its original position echoing clearly in the silent interrogation room.

He turned around and opened the door.

Outside the door, Liu Zhongren stubbed out his cigarette.

"Brother Liu, I need your help. Could I borrow the phone in the duty room for a moment?" Zhang Cheng's form of address had changed.

Liu Zhongren gave him a deep look and nodded: "Hit me as you please."

Zhang Cheng strode into the duty room, picked up the phone, and skillfully dialed Zhang Tian's number.

The phone rang four times before it was answered.

"Who is it?" Zhang Tian asked warily.

"I am Zhang Cheng."

"Master Zhang!"

Zhang Tian's voice tightened instantly on the other end of the phone, "Master Zhang, if you find Zhongming, make sure he gets away! The entire police force in Jiaxing is looking for him..."

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