It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 102 Lao Deng, Watch Your Attitude
"Fisherman, did you hear our conversation just now?"

Walking on the road, Liu Zheng said to the fisherman's finger.

After a moment, the fingers twitched a few times.

"Then call me and align the granularity."

He gave his number.

There was no response from his fingers, but soon his cell phone began to ring.

Liu Zheng glanced at the caller ID and saw no name.

Very good, you can take it.

"What do you want to say, kid?"

The fisherman's voice is still as daddy as ever.

"Can't you be a little more friendly to your benefactor?"

He frowned.

"Bullshit, what favor have you done to me?"

The fisherman sneered.

"If it weren't for me, the Ama wouldn't come down to see you even after a hundred years."

Liu Zheng said.

"Well, that's what you should do."

"My deal with you is to seduce your daughter, not to help you two meet. If you don't change your attitude, then I can only tell the Ama to change the competition."

"You dare to threaten me?"

The fisherman's tone became dangerous, and it was very similar to the accent of the haenyeo.

"I have threatened many people. Fisherman, if you know me, you will know that I am afraid of death most of the time, and I have self-destructive tendencies a little bit."

"So, I do what I should do, you do what you should do, and we can both get what we want."

"But if you think you can scorn me by killing me, you will only be disappointed, for I am mad."

His tone was calm, but his mouthparts were trembling.

Not out of fear, but out of excitement.

However, there was nothing he could bite as far as he could see.

So Liu Zheng raised his tentacle, tore off a piece of meat, and chewed it in big mouthfuls in his mouth.

The clear chewing sound could be heard not only by him but also by the fisherman on the other end of the phone.

"What do you want? Human. I can give you a few more fish."

The fisherman said after a brief stalemate.

"I just need your attitude. If you still look so arrogant, your meeting with the Ama will only be the beginning of the severance of the father-daughter relationship."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to care about our father-daughter relationship."

"I just don't want something I'm risking to do to fail for some stupid reason."

He said.

"Don't worry, I'm not that old and confused yet."

The fisherman said unhappily.

"I hope so. So, what should you say now?"

"Thank you, kid."

The fisherman said somewhat unnaturally.

"Just barely. First, I need you to order a takeaway tomorrow and have it delivered to the sewer. The longer the delivery time, the better."

"Row."

The fisherman hesitated for a moment and said.

"Secondly, I need you to designate an entrance to the sewers and meet me at the mouth of the manhole."

"No, I can't leave the fish pond for too long. But don't worry, someone will lead the way for you when the time comes."

The fisherman said.

"So which entrance do I go down?"

"Can't we just go through the same entrance you used last time?"

"No, I don't want to be frightened again."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

This guy Ghost Hand has too many secrets. Although he doesn't seem to have any bad intentions, the less contact you have with him, the better.

"Then you can choose it yourself, as long as it's not a troublesome place."

The troublesome places that the fisherman mentioned were probably garbage disposal plants, chaos clubs, black markets and the like.

"What about Rose Street?"

he asked.

Rose Street is the street where the plane trees are.

Although there were no roses on that street, not even second-hand roses.

"That's fine, but there's a troublesome tree there. Aren't you afraid of being eaten by it?"

"You mean Dai Lego? It's okay. I'm pretty familiar with it."

Liu Zheng said. "So the tree is called Dai Lego. Well, since you have no problem with it, then I have no problem with it either."

The fisherman said.

"Okay, that's it. Give me your number and I'll check the time with you later."

Cell phones don't keep call records, so he can only remember them in his head.

"Don't you need me to do anything else, kid?"

The fisherman asked cryptically after reporting the number.

"Then can you hide it from the Ama-nymph?"

"No, she is my daughter after all, and she has inherited my talent perfectly."

The fisherman sounded quite proud.

"That's it. Never mind. I have another plan."

Liu Zheng said.

"You better win, boy. If you keep me from my daughter, I'll find you wherever you hide and shred you."

The fisherman said fiercely.

"For what you said, your reward will be doubled."

He didn't spoil this old Deng either.

"Well, that depends on whether you have the ability to take it."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng quickened his pace and returned to the Bloody Restaurant.

"Did you get the girl?"

Niuma asked while picking his teeth.

At its feet was a bag filled with dried arms.

The arms looked human, but the hands looked more like the claws of some large bird.

"A tribe of Crowmen just entered the kitchen, and these are the inferior products from them."

Niu Ma noticed Liu Zheng's gaze and explained casually.

"It tastes good, but it gets stuck in your teeth. Want some?"

"No, I have bad teeth, so I prefer to eat soft food."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

It's not that he has a mental obsession with cleanliness. As long as it's not a human being, he can eat anything.

It’s just that the system didn’t provide any introduction to the items, so he felt uneasy while eating them.

Given the nature of this world, eating food without an item introduction may not necessarily have positive effects, but negative effects are inevitable.

"You just don't have good taste. You still haven't told me whether you picked up any girls or not."

“It soaked in, but not completely.”

He said.

"What the hell? Tell me in detail."

The cattle and horses sat up from the haystacks, their eyes burning with gossip.

"I tricked the Ama girl and the yellow-haired guy into a fishing competition in the sewer. If I beat the yellow-haired guy, he would let me pick up the Ama girl."

"Isn't that great? This yellow-haired guy is crazy, he's using his own woman as a bet."

Niuma complained.

"Well, how should I put it? The facts are a little different from the fisherman's description."

"That yellow-haired guy is good-looking, elegant, smart, and a second-generation rich man."

"The fisherman is still not happy. If my future daughter can catch a rich husband like this, I will be willing to be fried to 70% done by Napoleon."

The cows and horses were puzzled.

"But Huangmao is a female."

"Ah, this. You humans are the ones who know how to play."

Niuma sighed.

"Hey, these three are obviously not human."

Liu Zheng protested.

Which human being can stretch his arms and use them as fishing rods?

Eh, it seems like he can do it too, so that’s okay.

"Then tell me if there is such a thing among you humans."

"Yes, a little."

He could only admit it.

Anyway, in the real world, yuri literature still has a large number of loyal fans.

Of course, Liu Zheng has always been critical of this.

"That's it. We don't have any cattle or horses."

"Do you know why you humans are so weak but still maintain your status as a middle-class race?"

"I don't know. Why? And what are the middle races?"

he asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)