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

Chapter 133 This is for my Pi Yanzi

Haw!

It took a full three seconds before Liu Zheng fell to the ground.

He climbed up with a grin on his face, his whole body feeling as if it had fallen apart.

But looking at the postman, he didn't seem to be in much better condition, and the frame of the car was shaking.

After taking a deep breath, Liu Zheng continued to run forward, and the postman also quickly pedaled.

After running about two hundred meters, there was another row of treasure chests in front.

Since they were all question marks, he rushed towards the treasure chest right in front of him.

The same goes for the postman's choice.

The treasure chest broke, and a barrel of unknown fuel appeared in Liu Zheng's hands.

The word "NO" is written on the red barrel.

NO He knows, nitrous oxide, also known as laughing gas.

This thing tastes slightly sweet, has a mild anesthetic effect, and can make people laugh.

Some young people who are not sensible would take this as a low-end version of an addictive drug. Liu Zheng has even written a related report.

NO itself is non-flammable, but as a strong oxidizer it can be used as a propellant.

The key is that it is used in rockets or racing cars, and now they are racing.

So what is this thing used for?

Liu Zheng was very puzzled.

No matter how confusing it is, it still needs to be used.

In a prop game, props are the most precious resource. If you waste one, your chances of winning will be greatly reduced.

Thinking of the usual evil taste of this weird world, he had some ideas.

But to put this idea into practice, even if he is a veteran, he still needs some courage.

Just as Liu Zheng was hesitating, the postman pushed him.

A huge slingshot came out from inside, caught the bicycle, and then pulled it back automatically.

After being pulled to the maximum, the bow rope rebounds and the accumulated potential energy is released instantly.

The bicycle flew over Liu Zheng's head and into the distance like an arrow.

"Depend on!"

Now he had no choice.

Liu Zheng gritted his teeth, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth.

Streams of thick liquid with a peculiar smell entered his mouth, flowed down his esophagus and stomach to his anus and rectum.

Then, with lightning speed, bright blue flames burst out from his anus.

Liu Zheng's body also rushed forward uncontrollably, like a racing car with failed brakes.

"Gan!"

His hard hoof nails left two long black marks on the concrete floor.

The tail flame he emitted became the most brilliant color on the street.

Liu Zheng has a friend who had a big mole at a young age because he loved spicy food.

Finally, because of the continuous bleeding in the stool, I had to go to the hospital to have a hemorrhoidectomy.

It was nothing when the cutting was done, but a week later, Liu Zheng, no, Liu Zheng’s friends realized that “piercing the butt with a knife” was not just an allegorical saying.

Liu Zheng's current feelings are much more profound than when he had the hemorrhoid surgery.

The burning pain of hemorrhoidectomy is just an adjective.

And now his Piyanzi is really on fire!
In the pain of ascension and the exhilaration of flying, Liu Zheng rushed several hundred meters in a few seconds and slid past the postman who had just landed.

"Eat my fart from behind~"

He laughed and wiggled his hips toward the mailman.

The more than one-meter-long tail flame swept across the bicycle, turning most of the body black, and even the work gloves were covered with black ash.

“Ding-ling-ling!!!”

The postman honked his horn and pedaled frantically, chasing after Liu Zheng.

"Hahahaha!"

Looking at its miserable appearance, Liu Zheng felt that his butt wasn't that burning anymore.

I have to say that the prop race is indeed much more interesting than the speed race.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot to eat the props."

He turned around suddenly and twisted his hips to change direction.

The blue tail flame spit out a few more times and then went out.

Then with the final bit of momentum, Liu Zheng clenched his gluteus maximus and smashed the treasure chest.

A large magnet appeared in his hand.

"Fuck, what a waste."

Liu Zheng was a little unhappy.

According to real-life experience, this magnet is used by the lagging car to attract the car in front to accelerate.

But he is the one in the lead now, so naturally no one can take advantage of him.

He tried to use the magnet on the lamppost in front of him, but it didn't work.

Of course Liu Zheng would not fall behind on purpose in order to use this item, so he could only pretend that he had missed a treasure chest.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look, and saw the postman holding a metal shield.

"Ha ha!"

He was happy.

The function of that shield seems to be that after use, it can protect you from the opponent's attack for a period of time.

But he didn't have any offensive props in his hand, so the postman also wasted a prop.

The postman also realized this and rang the bell several times.

"No wonder your bell broke. If you keep pressing it, even the titanium one won't be big enough for you."

Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain.

As if he thought what he said made sense, the postman stopped ringing the bell and pedaled his bike hard.

Although Liu Zheng had just taken a big lead by using NO gasoline, he still had to run on his own, which consumed a lot of his energy.

The postman is slingshotted and does not need to move himself, so he saves a lot of physical energy.

So with its sudden rush, the distance between the two people gradually shortened.

“It’s good to have wheels.”

Liu Zheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard the sound of tires rubbing against each other getting closer.

I wonder if he will continue to mutate like this and one day develop three pairs of wheels.

Then install two pairs of metal ones, making five pairs of road wheels, and you can pretend to be a tank.

While he was thinking wildly, he also accelerated forward.

It doesn't matter if the stamina is gone. The most important thing is to get more props. There is another row of treasure chests, and Liu Zheng still rushes towards the nearest one.

A yellow banana appeared in his hand.

"Hey, it's not a banana peel."

Forget it, bananas are also good and can replenish some energy.

He peeled the banana in no time and swallowed the whole banana.

Then he held the banana peel and gave the postman a wicked smile.

"jingle!"

The postman slammed on the brakes and looked at him warily.

"I lost it!"

Liu was about to throw the banana peel, and the postman quickly turned the car around.

"Hehe, I lied to you."

He smirked and continued running forward.

He raised his work gloves high and was about to smash the bell.

But in the end it still hit the frame of the car next to it, making a hard bang.

Looking at Liu Zheng walking away, it stepped on the pedals a few times and rushed towards the treasure chest on the far right.

Just as it raised its front end and hit the treasure chest, Liu Zheng suddenly turned around and gave it a bright smile.

"Surprise, mother fucker!"

The banana peel drew a beautiful arc and accurately drilled under the rear tire.

The postman was shocked and just when he was about to use the safety shield, he found that it had been replaced by a devil mask.

Bang!

The bicycle fell violently, leaving a trail of sparks on the ground.

A lot of the paint on the car body had fallen off, and the work gloves were also worn out, making it look extremely miserable.

However, Liu Zheng, who witnessed everything, not only did not show any mercy, but laughed even more happily.

He is not a saint and he has no mercy on this guy who is clearly trying to steal his things.

Even if we can cooperate in the future, we should enjoy ourselves first.

Anyway, these weird residents are all dog-faced, and as long as the price is right, they will still be close to him.

"This time it's for my Piyanzi!"

Liu Zheng used his tentacle to give the postman a middle finger and continued running forward.

Looking at his arrogance, the postman was so angry that his tires were about to burst.

The first thing it did when it got up was to throw the devil mask at Liu Zheng.

The devil mask disappeared immediately after being thrown out, and the next one appeared in front of Liu Zheng, and after a shrill laugh, it was put on his face.

It’s not that Liu Zheng didn’t see it, but it was locked and there was no way to avoid it.

He ran forward a few steps out of inertia, but found himself moving backwards.

He immediately remembered the effect of this prop, which would reverse the user's sense of direction for a period of time.

That is to say, when you want to go forward, you actually go backward; when you want to go left, you actually go right.

Um.
Liu Zheng felt like he was talking about more than just this prop.

It’s over, don’t broadcast this part.

However, even if you know the effects of the props, it is still difficult to overcome.

After all, people's sense of direction is a very basic thinking and will not be easily controlled by surface thinking.

Therefore, even if Liu Zheng tried hard to change his thinking, his speed was inevitably affected a little.

The distance advantage created by the banana peel was gradually caught up by the postman.

However, combined with the advantages brought by the previous propellant, he still maintained the lead.

After that, the two rushed through several rows of treasure chests, and overall they won and lost evenly.

Relying on his rich experience in prop races, Liu Zheng narrowly defeated the postman and still maintained a lead of about ten meters over him.

Not far away, the sign of the "Aladdin Ding" apartment building can be seen.

There is only a row of treasure chests on this section of road in the middle.

In other words, the items obtained in this round may very well be the key to victory or defeat.

He frowned.

Because the treasure chest in the middle is black.

This kind of treasure chest has never appeared before.

Black often means misfortune and disaster.

But at the same time, black is also a symbol of power and nobility.

To hit, or not to hit?

If the stakes were life or death, Liu Zheng would crash into him without hesitation.

In such a world, if you don't have the courage to live in the face of death, you will only die faster.

But now the stakes are on the legendary takeout box.

This item is certainly very strong, but it is more about long-term benefits and set value.

Liu Zheng would not be unable to walk upright if he lost it just like he would if he lost his legendary vest.

"Yup!"

It dawned on him.

Since losing the legendary takeout box won’t kill you suddenly, you should give it a try.

The cautious approach is not to go to the gambling table easily, but since you are forced to go to the gambling table, you should show the momentum of winning everything.

Liu Zheng clenched the tentacles and rushed towards the black treasure chest.

The postman also discovered this special treasure chest and stepped on the pedal desperately, trying to get there first.

Looking back and seeing its performance, Liu Zheng became more determined and rushed forward.

After taking a few big strides, he finally arrived under the black treasure chest.

"The time has come to witness the miracle."

He extended his tentacles and smashed the treasure chest with an elegant gesture.

A bullet with a yellow and black fan-like logo on it crashed headfirst into the ground.

Near the warhead, an electronic screen was counting.

"3"

"2"

"1"

"Mother Gan Lin!"