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

Chapter 345: Niu Ma: Apart from my wife, you are the first one to ask me for money

"???"

Liu Zheng was confused.

Why are they fighting over a disagreement? When did cattle and horses become so impulsive?
Aren’t they all the same, bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Although he didn't know why, Liu Zheng immediately stopped it.

"Boss, we are here to make money, not to fight. Even if we want to fight, save your energy for dealing with Porco Rosso later."

He said to the cows and horses.

"If you don't listen to my advice, I won't tell you about this kind of good thing next time."

Seeing that the cows and horses were still unconvinced, he continued.

"Humph."

Niu Ma's face froze, and then he turned his head away.

"You too, Colonel. Niuma is still my boss no matter what. You have to give me face even if you don't give him."

"It was it that attacked you first this time, so you don't have to apologize to it. But I hope you won't say bad things about it in front of me later. You have helped me a lot, more than anyone else or anyone else."

"Anyone who insults my boss insults me. You don't want me to order a takeaway to be delivered to Red Ghost and then rent your car, do you?"

Liu Zheng said to the driver again.

In order not to attract the attention of the city hall, he called the Red Ghost the Red Ghost, but the driver should be able to understand what he meant.

"If it hadn't picked a fight first, I wouldn't have bothered with it. Niuma, you're so lucky to have so many little brothers who really treat you as their boss."

The driver's tone seemed a little envious.

"What a pity! They all died at the hands of you Wang guys."

Niu Ma was about to utter something sweet, but he took one look at Liu Zheng and held it back.

"This is how the world is. The strong dominate the weak, and the weak serve the strong. I am not targeting the people in your takeaway department. I am just eliminating all the weak equally."

the driver said.

"Humph, if you meet someone stronger than you, shouldn't you also be eliminated?"

Niuma retorted.

"Of course, I've been eliminated, haven't I? I used to be able to command a group of armored vehicles to gallop across the plains, but now I can only be a driver to help you deliver takeout. If I want to enjoy myself, I have to rely on your cooperation. It's really sad to think about it."

The driver sighed.

He was so friendly to Liu Zheng, not only because he owed him a favor, but also because he hoped that Liu Zheng could do more big things and let him satisfy his desire for war.

"If it's so pathetic, you might as well just die. We are going to the cemetery now. I can lend you a dollar to buy a plot for yourself."

Niuma taunted.

"Alright, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, I'll change the destination to the garbage disposal plant or the Chaos Club. If you want to die, we'll all be alive!"

Liu Zheng said loudly.

One is the department manager of the Bloody Restaurant, and the other is a living history of the same generation as the Red Ghost. When they quarrel, they are just like country aunties, and even have fewer tricks than the aunties. It's simply disgraceful.

"Humph!"

The cowherd and the driver snorted at the same time, turned their heads and ignored each other.

"Boss, get in the car!"

Liu Zheng urged.

"Just go ahead, I don't need you to urge me."

Niuma stepped into the sports car and instantly shrank to about the same size as him.

"Ugh!"

Liu Zheng sighed deeply.

Ever since he gained a foothold in Metropolis, what he did most was no longer fighting and adventuring, but dealing with various relationships between humans and non-humans.

The key point is that each of these guys is more eccentric than the other, and more difficult to mess with than the other.

He is not walking on a tightrope, he is twisting a tightrope, and he is that tightrope.

Liu Zheng wished he had a big red button in his hand right now, so that the whole world would be quiet when he pressed it.

Fuck the Bloody Diner, fuck the Metropolis, fuck the Hell Game.

In the silence of mutual cursing, the Bugatti Veyron soon arrived at the entrance of the cemetery.

"Huh? What is that?"

Liu Zheng noticed the abnormality at a glance.

There is a red A4-sized sticker on the pillar of the archway.

He tried hard to see what was written on it, but all he could see was a blur of ink.

The sports car was parked only thirty meters away from the archway. With his current perception, he could see the words clearly even on a sticky note, let alone an A4 paper.

Liu Zheng knew that the person who put the sticker on it must have deliberately prevented him from seeing it clearly.

"Boss, can you read the words clearly?"

he asked.

"can not see clearly."

Niuma shook his head.

"Colonel, what about you?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"It should be a notice, but I can't see the specific content."

The driver shook his head.

The driver can see a little more than him and the cattle and horses. Why is that?
"Boss, who is stronger between you and the colonel?"

he asked.

"Humph, if he doesn't drive out the vehicle that's hidden in the bottom of the box, I'll tear apart his engine."

Niuma said confidently.

"I'm the driver, why shouldn't I drive the vehicle? Why don't you take off your horns before fighting me?"

The driver retorted.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. You're all better than me. Okay."

Seeing that a fight was about to break out again, Liu Zheng hurried to try to stop them.

"nonsense!"

"You don't have to say that!"

The cattle, horses and the driver all looked at him with contempt.

"I fucking s--!"

He barely managed to resist the urge to put on his cosplay costume, use up his legendary underwear, and then beat up these two guys.

However, from the driver's words, we can conclude that, now that he is driving a sports car, his strength is indeed not as good as that of cattle and horses.

Then the reason why he saw more information was not because of his strength, but because of other reasons.

So, what is the difference between the driver and the two of them?

Liu Zheng's eyes swept across himself, across the cattle and horses, and then across the driver's translucent body.

understood!

His eyes lit up.

"Colonel, could you please come closer and take a look at the notice?"

He made a request.

"why?"

"I suspect that the contents of that notice can only be seen by the dead or spirits like you."

Liu Zheng expressed his guess.

"Oh? Well, that makes sense. Okay, I'll help you with that."

The driver thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"If it were anyone else, I would say we are even. But since you are the one making the request, I will just treat it as a mutual help between friends."

He smiled and said.

"Of course, even though we can't work in the same department, our friendship is as strong as your 'kitty'."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Hahaha, what a lovely young man. If you had met me earlier, I would have recommended you to the military academy, and you would have been my assistant after graduation."

The driver laughed.

"Hey~"

Niuma curled his lips.

"Boss, let's get off the car."

Liu Zheng pretended not to hear.

A man, a cow and a horse got out of the car, and the driver drove the sports car alone to a distance of only a few meters away from the sign.

A few minutes later, he came back in his car.

"How is it? Did you read the contents clearly?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"See clearly."

The driver nodded, but his expression was strange.

"It says that the Metropolitan Cemetery is holding a big discount promotion today, with various packages starting at 30% off, and the higher the package, the greater the discount."

"If you buy in a group, you can enjoy super discounts on top of discounts."

"There are also different levels of discounts for purchasing cemetery specialties. If you purchase a tomb-robbing item for the first time today, you will also receive a free ghost lighting service."

"There are other contents, I won't read them out, anyway, it's all promotional rhetoric."

"."

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

I can only say, you are worthy of the Metropolitan.

"Since this is a promotion, why not let the living see it? There should be more living people coming to consume, right?"

Liu Zheng discovered the loophole.

"Maybe the cemetery doesn't really want to do a promotion?" the driver guessed.

After all, the metropolitan area attaches great importance to reputation, so if it says it is a promotion, it must be a promotion.

If you are caught trying to raise prices first and then lower them, you will often have to pay a large sum of money.

Of course, it is impossible not to make money.

No matter what rules are in place, businessmen have ways to make profits.

"It's possible. Then Colonel, please wait for us outside. We'll go in first."

Liu Zheng said.

"it is good."

The driver nodded.

"Let's go, boss."

He waved his hand and got off the car with the cattle and horses.

When passing through the archway, Liu Zheng took a special look at the notice.

He could see the words arranged one by one on it, but he just couldn't make out what they looked like.

This is probably the legendary nonsense.

"Da da da~"

The sound of brisk horse hooves came from afar.

The old cowboy pulled the reins and the skinny brown horse stopped in front of the two men.

Although the ox-horse was much larger than the other in size, when it looked at the old horse, there was deep fear in its eyes.

"What are you doing in the cemetery?"

The old cowboy still had the same opening line.

"Come to visit the grave, tombstone number is 10086."

Niuma said.

"Passed. Do you want to buy the tomb-sweeping package?"

the old cowboy asked.

"Of course. By the way, Mr. Gravekeeper, we saw a notice posted at the entrance. Is the content on it true?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"real."

The old cowboy nodded.

"So do you recommend buying it directly, or following the notice?"

"Ok?"

The old cowboy lowered his head slightly and focused his eyes on him.

"After all, you are the manager here. I must listen to your suggestions on how to buy the most appropriate package."

he said with a smile.

According to Liu Zheng's experience, the managers of these landmarks and the landmarks themselves are not completely one and the same.

If the driver's speculation was correct, then either the cemetery itself was unwilling to hold a promotion, or the old cowboy was unwilling to hold a promotion.

Compared with landmarks, having good relations with managers is more beneficial in the short term.

"Since you understand the notice, just do as it says. But since there is a discount, you can buy more."

The old cowboy pondered for a moment and said.

"I see. Then we want a B-level tomb-sweeping package."

Liu Zheng said.

"The original price of the B-level tomb-sweeping package is 100,000, but it's 68,000 after the discount. Do you want anything else?"

the old cowboy asked.

"I want twenty more buckets of Hades milk."

"Hmm? For whom?"

the old cowboy asked.

"For the children."

After hesitating, he still revealed some information.

"Then I have an upgraded version of it. Do you want it?"

"What upgraded version?"

he asked curiously.

"Hell honey yogurt is fermented with honey from dead bees and milk from underworld cows. It tastes sweet and sour, has a smooth texture, and is extremely nutritious. It is more suitable for the body of the dead baby."

The old cowboy spoke the advertising slogan in a serious manner.

"Uh, how much is that bucket?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"One hundred thousand."

"Good guy!"

He gasped.

After adding a little honey and fermentation agent, they dared to increase the price tenfold. They are worthy of being in the business of the dead, and they are really ruthless.

"How much do you want to buy?"

the old cowboy asked.

"If it's Hades milk, buy twenty buckets."

He specifically emphasized that it was milk from the underworld, for fear that the old cowboy would seize on the opportunity and force his sales pitch.

"For twenty barrels, I can give you an 80% discount, a total of 1.6 million."

The old cowboy said.

"Well, I'm sorry, I don't have that much money."

Liu Zheng said cautiously.

"I do not have either."

Niuma also said it immediately.

“You can pay by credit card.”

The old cowboy took out the POS machine.

"I didn't bring my bank card."

The two said in unison.

The old cowboy held the POS machine and stared at the two of them, making their scalps tingle.

"Bring me another coffin of the one you brought last time. And 10% off on the yogurt."

After a long while, the old cowboy spoke.

"Ah, I can't guarantee that I can get that."

Liu Zheng said with a wry smile.

That was made of the bark of the sycamore tree. He was not sure whether the sycamore tree would change its bark.

"It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. But don't go near the cemetery until you bring the coffin."

The old cowboy said.

"Okay."

After weighing the pros and cons, Liu Zheng had no choice but to agree.

After all, judging from the situation, the old cowboy probably won’t let them leave easily unless they buy the yogurt.

After he asked Porco Rosso for information about Bathhouse Street, he should not need to come to the cemetery again in the short term.

"money."

The old cowboy held out his hand.

"Ahem, big boss, I don't have enough money on me, can you lend me some?"

Liu Zheng scratched the back of his head and looked at the cows and horses.

Even with a 10% discount, twenty buckets would still cost two hundred thousand, plus the price of the B-level package, it would be almost three hundred thousand.

"???"

The cows and horses widened their eyes.

"So you asked me out here not to make money, but to defraud me? No, no, not a penny."

It shook its big head wildly.

"How can there be a return without investment? It's not like I won't pay you back."

"Two hundred thousand, who knows if you can still pay it back."

Niuma asked doubtfully.

"No need for 200,000, just borrow 100,000. As for whether I can afford the change, sir, others may not know my ability to make money, but don't you know it?"

Liu Zheng gave an unfathomable smile.

"Humph."

Niu Ma really had no way to refute it.

Not to mention the smuggling business, the deal with Unlucky Coffee, and the final payment for the old vampire's inheritance, the money he had directly helped Niu Ma to get was worth hundreds of thousands.

The key point is, only seven days have passed.

"Fuck, besides my wife, you are the first person who can get money out of me. Boy, if this deal doesn't work out, I will beat you to death."

While cursing, it opened its mouth and spat out a stack of money wrapped in a plastic bag.

One stack, two stacks, three stacks.
It spit out ten stacks, each stack containing ten thousand yuan, totaling exactly one hundred thousand yuan.

"Boss, you don't have a hobby of folding money, then unfolding it, and then folding it again."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

"How did you know that? Did you install surveillance cameras in the lounge?"

Niu Ma's eyes were full of shock.

(End of this chapter)