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

Chapter 428 The bosses' cloud-raising dogs

Chapter 428 The bosses' cloud-raising dogs

"Who?"

The gravekeeper asked.

"The wife of Porco Rosso, the owner of grave number 10086, is named Chihaya."

Liu Zheng said.

Porco Rosso's request was to find out the whereabouts of his wife Chihaya. In order to prevent him from collapsing, Liu Zheng definitely could not tell him.

But if we can directly fish out Chihaya's soul, wouldn't that be equivalent to completing the commission?
"I'm so smart."

He thought smugly.

As for the question of whether it was worth it to exchange the favors of the cemetery residents for Chihaya's soul, he was too lazy to think about it.

Putting aside the fact that this was a commission from Red Pig, even if it was just to make up for the regret of Ox and Horse, this deal was worth it.

Humans only consider their own interests, and Liu Zheng is not a human.

Well, at least not entirely human.

"Didn't see it."

After a moment's silence, the gravekeeper spoke.

"How about you open the lid and take a look?"

He said with empty eyes.

"Makes sense."

The gravekeeper agreed with him and removed the coffin lid.

“Still haven’t seen it.”

After a moment, he continued.

"Okay. If you would like to trouble me, sir."

Liu Zheng sighed.

Even the gravekeeper couldn't find Chihaya's soul, which meant that she had really disappeared completely.

Perhaps only the Supreme Chancellor or even Hell Game can rescue Chihaya's soul.

"what do you want?"

The gravekeeper asked the question for the fourth time.

"No, you have already fulfilled my request."

He shook his head.

Liu was asking about the whereabouts of Chihaya's soul, but he did not ask the other party to find it.

Since the gravekeeper said it wasn't found, then it definitely wasn't found.

Given his status and position, there is absolutely no point in being perfunctory with him.

"You're good. Take it."

The gravekeeper threw a revolver from the coffin.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng quickly flew over to catch it.

As expected, no item introduction popped up.

"whispering sound."

He curled his lips.

If the gravekeeper really gave him the revolver, then the deal would be a huge profit.

Even if it is not the gravekeeper's real gun, it must be of perfect quality.

"Shoot it and give it back to me."

The gravekeeper said.

"To whom?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Porco Rosso. If you can shoot Chihaya, that would be even better."

The gravekeeper said.

"Then let's shoot the red pig."

Chihaya is dead without any trace left, where can I shoot her?

"Then wait a moment."

He said.

"Ah."

The gravekeeper responded calmly.

Liu Zheng took a revolver and went to the Red Pig's grave.

Perhaps because he was holding the gravekeeper's gun, he didn't encounter any problems along the way.

Even when he snooped around, he didn't receive any feedback.

Of course, he didn't see anything either.

"I seem to have forgotten to buy the tomb-sweeping package."

When Liu Zheng came to the Red Pig's tombstone, he suddenly thought of something.

But he's not here to sweep the graves anyway, so he'll just shoot once and then run away.

Despite his thoughts, he still took out three small dried fishes and placed them in front of the tombstone as incense.

After waiting for half a minute, the red pig did not appear.

"Do we really have to buy the tomb-sweeping package?"

Liu Zheng scratched his head.

Then he will have to ask the ox and horse to reimburse him for this money, after all, all the inheritance was given to Red Pig.

"Porco Rosso, the cows and horses say you are a big idiot, a coward who can't even protect his own wife."

He thought about it and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Bull, I must beat you to death today!"

Before Liu Zheng could finish his words, the red pig crawled out of the grave.

"Sure enough, taunting is much more effective than seduction."

Faced with the Red Pig's body that was swelling like a giant spirit, he raised his revolver calmly.

"Is it you? Where's the cow and horse? Let it come out to see me?"

This time, the Red Pig came out in a half-crazy state, with ominous black smoke surrounding the entire spirit.

However, when it saw the revolver in Liu Zheng's hand, it still felt fear instinctively and did not pounce on him immediately.

"It didn't come, though."

Liu Zheng said in a long voice.

"But what?"

"But I bet you can't dodge this bullet."

He pulled the trigger.

"BOOM!"

A huge amount of smoke enveloped him, and a translucent bullet shot out from the smoke, straight towards the red pig's heart.

As a strong man only slightly inferior to cattle and horses, Red Pig would naturally not fail to react.

There was a flash of blue light in its hand, and a pistol appeared.

This pistol has a compact body, an open slide, and two rows of inscriptions printed on the body.

"boom!"

The Red Pig also pulled the trigger, and a 9mm round-nosed bullet shot out of the muzzle and headed straight for the revolver.

In an instant, the two met, and the round-headed bullet was unsurprisingly defeated by the revolver bullet, turning into a ball of blue sparks.

The revolver bullet continued to have force and pierced the red pig's heart, then turned a corner and returned to the magazine from the muzzle.

"Liu Zheng, what do you mean?"

Looking at the hole in his chest, Red Pig's eyes regained clarity.

"It's nothing, I just felt bad for getting beaten up by you last time, so I'm just looking for revenge on you now."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

Don't give hope before you are sure. Those who have been desperate cannot withstand despair again.

"Boy, don't think that I won't beat you to death just because you are a subordinate of a cow or a horse."

Porco Rosso's tone was sullen.

"You won't. If you kill me, no one will find you a wife."

He looked fearless.

"I just saw you talking, but I didn't see you looking for it."

Porco Rosso sneered.

"No, big brother, I'm just a delivery man, not the Supreme Speaker. Even if a congressman wants to go to the Public Security Department to get someone, he still has to eat, drink, and sing. You only entrusted me for a few days and you expect results. Aren't you taking me too seriously?"

Liu Zheng got angry when he heard this.

The more capable you are at work, the more work you have. This is the reality, and it is still the same even in the metropolis.

If he is efficient, he should always be efficient. Isn't that too much of an abuse of power over an honest person?

"Uh, well, hold on, that's not what I meant."

Porco Rosso was stunned by his sincere performance.

"That's what I heard. If you don't trust me, I'll return the things to you and our commission will be void. Do you know how busy I am for your matter? I even put our boss's order on the back burner."

"Now you're questioning me for slacking off. Are you still human?"

Liu Zheng said angrily.

"I'm definitely not a human being."

Porco Rosso spread his hands innocently.

Not to mention that it is dead now, even when it was alive it was half human, half pig.

"You're still quibbling! If you keep saying that, I'm going to quit."

His eyes widened and he was about to lie down on the ground.

"Okay, okay, okay, can't I just admit that I was wrong?"

Porco Rosso said helplessly.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

Liu Zheng raised his head.

"So how's your investigation into my wife going?"

Porco Rosso asked.

"There are some clues, but not much. You know Niuma. Although he talks nonsense all the time, he is so tight-lipped when it matters. Even the tunnel boring machine cannot get through."

He said half-seriously.

"Well, that's true."

Porco Rosso agreed with him.

"Then why did you shoot me with the gravekeeper's gun?"

It goes back to the original question.

It has lived in the cemetery for some years and is naturally familiar with the atmosphere of the gravekeeper.

"The gravekeeper asked me to do it. Go ask him."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Nonsense, if I were qualified to ask him, would I need to entrust you with that?"

Porco Rosso said unhappily.

If it had that ability, it could just let the dead go out and do things for it.

"You're talking as if I have the right to ask him. Anyway, as long as you don't die, isn't that enough?"

Liu Zheng said as he looked at the wound that was gradually healing.

"Are you going to beat me up or not? If not, I'll leave. I have a lot of things to do and I don't have time to chat with you." "If you don't leave, I really can't help but beat you up."

The red pig clenched his fist which was bigger than his head and said.

"Goodbye then."

Liu Zheng ran away quickly.

"As expected, like boss, like subordinates."

Porco Rosso complained while looking at his background, but with a hint of a smile on his face.

It is not a fool. On the contrary, it has received formal education. How could it not notice Liu Zheng's abnormality?

It has lived in the cemetery for decades. If the gravekeeper wanted to do something to it, he would have done it long ago, and there is no need to use Liu Zheng's help.

Then, it could only be that Liu Zheng got his revolver from the gravekeeper.

And it certainly wasn't possible that Liu Zheng shot it with his revolver in revenge.

Although Red Pig didn't know the reason, it was definitely related to the commission it gave to Liu Zheng.

"This kid is just as duplicitous as his boss."

Porco Rosso shook his head.

"I hope you can give me a result next time, Liu Zheng. Whether it is good or bad, my reward will definitely satisfy you."

It muttered to itself for a while, then retreated back into the cemetery.

"I am back, sir."

Liu Zheng trotted back to the cemetery exit.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at the skinny horse standing with the iron bucket in his hand and asked hesitantly.

"Take a milk bath."

The gravekeeper replied calmly.

The skinny horse nodded, turned the iron bucket upside down, and the thick milk poured out.

"Um do you need me to get you some more roses?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, that's for women."

The gravekeeper refused.

It sounds like taking a milk bath is very manly.

"I have completed what you asked me to do."

He resisted the urge to complain and held the revolver above the coffin.

The gravekeeper stretched out his hand to take the revolver and pulled the trigger without saying a word.

"BOOM!"

In the thick smoke, the skinny horse's long face stretched out, and between his bared teeth was a bullet emitting blue light.

"唏伦~"

The skinny horse sneezed triumphantly.

"Go and look for it, old man. If you can't find the soul, bring back the body."

The gravekeeper ordered.

"Excuse me, sir."

Liu Zheng immediately stepped forward and stuffed another stack of banknotes into his small pocket.

It seems that the gravekeeper has no confidence that he can find Chihaya's soul, otherwise he would not have said the following sentence.

But if we can't find the soul, at least finding the body will be fine.

By then, even if Red Pig's soul collapses, at least the two of them can be buried together.

The skinny horse looked at him, stretched out its hoof and patted his shoulder, then bit its own reins and rushed towards the next door in the distant sunset.

"So should I wait here, or go back and wait for news?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You can go now. The bullets will find you."

The gravekeeper said.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, sir."

He bowed slightly and prepared to turn and leave.

"and many more."

The gravekeeper called him.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

Liu Zheng had a bad feeling.

"Do you like grave robbing?"

The gravekeeper asked.

"do not like."

He said firmly.

What's the difference between saying that you like to rob graves in front of the gravekeeper and saying in front of the pure love warrior that you are going to ntr his yellow-haired man?

"You really don't like it?"

"I really don't like it."

His tone was firm.

"You can like it."

The gravekeeper emphasized.

"Can I not like it?"

"I think you like it."

The gravekeeper raised his revolver and pointed it at him.

"Okay, now I like it."

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly.

"very good."

The gravekeeper lowered his gun.

"Does your Excellency want me to take something from the tomb?"

he asked.

"No."

The gravekeeper shook his head, causing the milk to splash.

"Does that tomb owner have a grudge against you?"

"Not at all."

The gravekeeper continued to shake his head.

"What's that for?"

Liu Zheng was puzzled.

"Some things have to be done. If you don't do them, your brain will get stuck."

The gravekeeper pointed at the archway and said.

"Why me, then?"

He sighed.

"Why can't it be you?"

The gravekeeper asked back.

"Everything has to have a reason, right?"

Liu Zheng said reluctantly.

“They said you were very useful.”

The muzzle of the gravekeeper's gun moved across his body, each time stopping at a mark.

"I knew it."

He sighed.

Sure enough, becoming a metropolitan check-in spot doesn’t come without a price.

Just like what the sewer said, Liu Zheng is a dog kept by the big guys in the metropolis.

Not only convenient, but also easy to use.

"The dead are more generous than the living."

The gravekeeper comforted him.

"I hope so. When should I come?"

he asked.

"The bullets will find you."

The gravekeeper seemed to like repeating himself.

"But you know, I'm a delivery man for the Bloody Restaurant, and my schedule isn't very flexible."

Liu Zheng talked about his difficulties.

"I'll take care of it."

".OK."

The gravekeeper said so, and there was nothing he could do.

With the gravekeeper's strength, it should be no problem for him to last for a week.

"Prepare more 'meat'."

The gravekeeper reminded.

"How much do you need?"

Liu Zheng frowned and asked.

He didn't like using "meat", but there was no other way if it was for his own safety.

"Prepare more 'meat'."

the gravekeeper repeated.

"understood."

This means the more the better.

"By the way, sir, I have another request."

Looking at the greenery around him, Liu Zheng had an idea.

"You said."

The gravekeeper was very patient.

"I have a plane tree friend, and it may be evolving soon. Can I transplant it to the cemetery and ask you to take care of it?"

he asked.

"can."

The gravekeeper agreed readily.

"That's great."

Liu Zheng said in surprise.

This solves a big problem. Even if white-feather chickens are available, they can no longer be shipped to the cemetery.

"But the trees here can only evolve into one thing."

The gravekeeper continued.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)

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