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

Chapter 132: Life-Saving Mail

"Just right, one more contestant."

The red dragonfly looked quite happy.

The bicycle also remained motionless and did not seem to care.

"Aren't you afraid of dogs?"

Liu Zheng was a little confused.

Even the invincible teething stick can fail sometimes.

Tindalos, you've lost your dog a bit.

"This is just a clone of me. If it dies, I can just replace it with another one."

"As for it, according to the treaty, the Hound of Tindalos cannot harm City Hall employees at will."

Red Dragonfly pointed at the box on the back seat of the bicycle and said.

Only then did Liu Zheng see that there were four big words painted on the box with white paint.

"Death Mail".

A very good and powerful name.

Every mail delivery means the loss of a postman or a consignee, right?

"Okay, then you tell me the rules first."

Since teething sticks are ineffective, then listen to the rules first. If they are not reliable, then think of other ways.

"The rules are simple. Starting from this line, whoever reaches the finish line first wins."

Red Dragonfly said.

“Where is the end point?”

“The end point is determined by negotiation between the two parties.”

"Then I request that the destination be set as the 'Aladdin Ding' apartment."

Liu Zheng said immediately.

"jingle!"

The postman rang his bell.

"It agreed."

Red Dragonfly translated.

"What are the stakes of the game?"

he asked again.

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling-ling."

The car bell rang for a long time.

"It said if you lose, give it the takeout box."

"If you win, it gives you a free mail delivery."

Red Dragonfly translated again.

"Why does it need my takeaway box as a courier? Is it trying to provoke me?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Ding-ling-ling-ding, ding-ling-ling."

"It says that in your hands it is a takeaway box, but in its hands it can be turned into a mail box. It has been using this box for decades, and it is time to replace it."

Red Dragonfly said.

"If you want to change the suitcase, you should report it to the higher-ups. I didn't even steal other people's clothes when they were torn."

"You guys who deliver death to the mail don't follow the rules as well as our Bloody Restaurant."

He said with contempt.

“Ding-ling-ling-ling!!! Ding-ling-ling!!!”

The man wearing work gloves rang the bell frantically, looking quite dissatisfied with what Liu Zheng said.

Red Dragonfly just listened and did not translate.

"What does it say?"

He had no choice but to ask.

"it says."

The red dragonfly was silent for a moment, as if organizing his words.

"It said that the people in charge of logistics were all bastards. Its bicycle bell was broken, and it had reported it for more than ten years but no one had replaced it. It had to go to the garbage disposal plant to find a new one, and it was almost dismantled into parts."

“I feel like it says more than that.”

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"I dare to translate, do you dare to listen?"

A sneer appeared on Red Dragonfly's face.

"Don't dare."

He said simply.

The rest must be all swear words about City Hall.

As an employee of a bloody restaurant, he should care less about the affairs of other units.

"But it's not fair to exchange my takeout box for a free delivery. Right, Dragonfly Judge?"

Liu Zheng said.

Even if the death delivery service is official, it can't be much more expensive than the takeout from the Bloody Restaurant.

What’s more, the value of the legendary takeaway box is not just a single takeaway, it can even be said to be a priceless treasure.

"You are right. The referee must be fair and just! You must put up an equal bet, otherwise the match will be void."

Red Dragonfly turned to the postman and said.

The postman rang the bell angrily.

"No, even though we are old friends. But a game is a game, and as a referee, fair judging is the meaning of my existence."

The red dragonfly remained unmoved.

The postman let go of the bell in frustration, put his two work gloves together, and started thinking.

"Hurry it up, or I'll miss the food delivery. I strongly suspect it's stalling for time and using unfair means to influence the outcome of the game."

Liu Zheng protested.

"The protest is valid. I order you to make a decision within three minutes, otherwise this match will be void."

The red dragonfly said to the postman.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

The postman rang the bell angrily, but the referee ignored him.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon three minutes would be up.

"Ding-ling-ding! Ding-ding-ling-ling!"

The postman had no choice but to ring the bell.

“It said it could provide an additional free door-to-door signature service.”

Red Dragonfly translated.

“Equal value?”

"There is no way to make an accurate assessment, but in terms of preciousness, they are basically a match."

Red Dragonfly said.

"So what is this door-to-door signing service?"

"It will give you a delivery note, and as long as you tear off the delivery note, it will appear in front of you instantly."

Red Dragonfly explained.

"I don't understand how this is equivalent to the legendary takeout box."

"My job is to ensure the fairness of the game. Explaining the bets is not within my job scope," said Red Dragonfly.

"I see. Hey, Mr. Judge, is that the bill on the ground you dropped?"

Liu Zheng suddenly pointed to the ground and said.

"Forget it. An impartial referee won't fall for that. I'm warning you for the first time. If you do it again, I'll give you a yellow card."

Red Dragonfly said with a cold face.

"I didn't tell you earlier."

He quickly picked up the banknote.

Landlords don’t have any surplus food these days.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you come when I held a fishing competition in the sewer last time?"

Liu Zheng remembered and asked.

"I don't host every competition. This time, you and it are both special, so I came just in time."

"Besides, I'm not welcome in the sewers either."

Red Dragonfly's tone seemed a little regretful.

But think about it, Niu Ma or someone else once said that the sewers do not welcome people who are too strong.

If someone like Red Dragonfly, who dares to act as a referee everywhere, was not strong enough, he would have been beaten to death by the contestants long ago.

"Then if you go to the sewers to be a referee, will there be any extra benefits?"

An idea struck him.

"Of course, do you have a solution?"

The red dragonfly's compound eyes lit up.

"I can't guarantee it, but I can ask for you later. Leave me your phone number and I'll let you know if there's any news."

Liu Zheng said.

Red Ghost and the Fisherman both live in the sewers. Their strength is definitely beyond the limit, so they must have a way to deceive the sewers.

"I don't have a phone. Stand on an open field and shout to the sky, 'Captain Dragonfly is here to see you.' I'll come find you when I sense it."

Red Dragonfly said.

"That's okay too."

He was no longer surprised by the strange rules of these strange residents.

"The meaning of door-to-door delivery service is that no matter where you are or what you have in front of you, the postman will appear in front of you in an instant."

“And the postal service can deliver not only physical objects, but also living things.”

Red Dragonfly explained.

"Oh~ then there is indeed something."

Liu Zheng suddenly realized.

With his intelligence, it was easy for him to think of how to use these two services together.

For example, when you are trapped in a secret room that cannot be opened, you can summon the postman and ask him to transport you out of the secret room.

For example, when you encounter a strong enemy, you can also summon a postman to knock the enemy away and then send yourself away.

Overall, the usage is quite flexible and practical.

“But I still think it’s not as good as the legendary takeout box.”

Liu Zheng said stubbornly.

"Protests are futile."

The red dragonfly is cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Okay. But the strength of both sides in the competition should be fair, right? You can't have a long-distance running champion competing with a paraplegic, right?"

He changed his angle to find fault.

"Don't worry, this referee will limit your strength to a similar level, and forbid you to use any external objects."

Red Dragonfly said.

"Then what are we competing for? Whose running posture is more scientific?"

"You'll know in a minute. Okay, get ready, the game is about to begin."

Red Dragonfly ordered.

"Ugh."

Liu Zheng stood helplessly at the starting line and got into position to start.

"Captain Dragonfly Marquee!"

Red Dragonfly shouted, and a strange device fell from the sky.

On the round base is a constantly rotating headlight, the surface of which is divided into many areas, each with a different color.

On top of the headlight stands a pure gold dragonfly statue.

"Captain Dragonfly's referee stick!"

The red dragonfly shouted again, and its two feet grasped a long stick with metal wings, which looked like a baton and a microphone.

It waved the referee's stick, and the marquee immediately emitted colorful lights, spreading forward at the speed of light.

The city scene shrouded in light began to distort, becoming both close and distant.

There were also many floating virtual treasure chests on the road, with a black ? engraved around each of them.

"Are the two contestants ready?"

Red Dragonfly asked loudly.

"Ready."

"Jingle Bell!"

Liu Zheng and the postman replied together.

"Well then, I declare that the Urban Speed ​​Legend Competition will begin now."

"Three, two, one."

"boom!"

A brilliant firework shot out from the tip of the referee's stick.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he heard the starting gun, Liu Zheng immediately ran out like a Tindalos that had broken free from his reins.

After running a few steps, he found that his speed didn't seem to change much.

In other words, Red Dragonfly limited the postman's strength to the same as his own.

Liu Zheng turned his head to look at the bicycle and found that its pair of three-jointed leather shoes were almost sending out sparks, but it was only parallel to him.

He couldn't help but be a little amused.

It seems that the key to victory or defeat in this game will be those treasure chests.

For some reason, Liu Zheng had a strong sense of déjà vu when looking at those treasure chests, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

Whether you remember it or not, just take it first!
He rushed to the first row of three treasure chests, then jumped with all his might and reached the one in the middle.

The illusory treasure chest immediately shattered and disappeared, and a blue disposable rocket launcher appeared on his shoulder.

Liu Zheng subconsciously pulled the trigger, and a crosshair immediately appeared in his field of vision.

He immediately aimed his crosshairs at the postman, only to see that the postman was also holding a red bazooka and pointing it at him.

"BOOM!!!"

The two men pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

Two rocket launchers, one blue and one red, hit each other at the same time, exploding with a loud bang.

Huge flames and heat waves spread rapidly, metal fragments flew in all directions and were absorbed by the invisible boundary.

Liu Zheng was blown more than ten meters high on the spot. Looking at the postman who was also falling to the ground, he finally remembered.

"Fuck! It turns out to be a fucking prop competition!"

(End of this chapter)