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Chapter 542: Cattle and Horses: This is not about money

Chapter 542: Cattle and Horses: This is not about money
“Dish: One serving of thick chocolate”

“Address: Entrance of Guangming Center”

"Ordered by: Park Changfan"

"Time limit: forty minutes"

"what?"

After reading the information on the takeout order, Liu Zheng couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.

The fact that the ordering address was Guangming Center was already suspicious, and the fact that the specific address was the main entrance door made it doubly suspicious.

"You're crazy, so jumpy."

The cows and horses who were woken up by him said unhappily.

"Boss, take a look at this list."

Liu Zheng handed the takeaway order to it.

"This is obviously a proactive order, and it's obviously aimed at you."

The experienced cattle and horses saw the clue at a glance.

"How to say?"

he asked.

"Isn't it obvious? I've been delivering food for so many years, and I've never encountered a mandatory order delivered to the front door."

"You were the one who bombed the Gwangmyeong Center, right? Do you know this Park Chang-Bum?"

Niuma asked.

"Yes. I don't know him."

Liu Zheng replied.

"An unknown person took the initiative to place an order at an address you just bombed. If this isn't directed at you, what else could it be?"

"Makes sense."

He nodded.

"But judging from this address, the other party should be looking for trouble with you."

Niuma said.

"why?"

"Nonsense, if they wanted to cause trouble for you, they would definitely choose an indoor address. It would be best if they chose a secret room that you can enter but cannot leave. It would be like closing the door and beating the dog, catching the turtle in a jar, or chasing you away in a cage."

"Alright, alright, I know you are educated. No need to show off anymore, big brother."

Liu Zheng interrupted it.

"Humph."

The cows and horses closed their eyes and ignored him.

"It seems that the Red Forest Culture discovered that the person is missing."

After Niu Ma's analysis, Liu Zheng also guessed the truth of the matter.

Obviously, Hongsen Culture wanted to negotiate with him about the matter of the wife and daughter of the stag beetle, but was afraid that he would overreact, so they set the delivery address at the door.

Unfortunately, Hongsen Culture probably didn't expect that both of them were intercepted by a third party.

However, speculation is speculation, and for safety's sake Liu Zheng decided to make full preparations.

"Daji, are you done?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It's done, boss. We're having a party with the Pink Kingdom guys."

Niu Daji said.

"The Extreme Flavor Group is also here?"

"They're all here."

"You guys aren't having a shit party, are you?"

He said with empty eyes.

It was hard not to make such an association when he saw that there was a party right after delivering the drug shit.

"No, it's just a proper party. The wine they brewed themselves is pretty good. Hiccup~"

Niu Daji burped.

"Okay, stop drinking. Tell the Extreme Flavor Group to gather near the Guangming Center."

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay Boss, are you going to blow up the building again?"

Niu Daji said excitedly.

"What do you mean by again? Don't make me sound like an explosion maniac. I'm not going to blow up a building. I'm going to talk about numbers."

He said.

"It's also good to talk about numbers."

Niu Daji is still very happy.

It likes this kind of grand scene of showing off in front of people, even if it is just a small soldier waving flags and cheering.

"But Boss, Big Sister may not be able to go."

Niu Daji said.

"What's up with her?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"She had a drinking contest with the Queen and got herself drunk. Now she's acting crazy."

Niu Daji said.

". Doesn't that mean the onions, ginger, garlic and peppers can't come either?"

"probably."

Niu Daji glanced at the four seasoning guys who were chasing the soup in the pot, scratched his horns and said.

The leader of our family is drunk and in someone else's territory. Unless her subordinates want to usurp the throne, they must stay and take care of her.

"Okay, come alone."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

It seems that I have to find a driver to rent a tank again. We will negotiate in the tank. If the negotiation fails, I will step on the accelerator and run away.

"Boss, can you lend me the commemorative medal?"

He hung up the phone and said to Niu Ma.

"Why? I won't lend it to you."

"Give me money."

Liu Zheng said.

"How much?"

The ears of the cattle and horses stood up.

"Ten thousand."

He raised a tentacle.

"It's not about money."

"Twenty thousand."

Liu Zheng raised another tentacle.

"This is something we can discuss between brothers."

The cow and horse opened their mouths and the commemorative medals shot towards him like bullets.

Liu Zheng stretched out his tentacle to take it, and the commemorative medal was embedded directly into his flesh, as if it had grown out of it.

"Is it necessary to use so much force?"

he complained.

"Humph, if you add another ten thousand next time, I'll give it to you with a kiss."

Niuma said.

"No need for that. I just like it this way. It feels good."

Liu Zheng said immediately.

"Humans are stingy."

The cattle and horses looked at him with contempt.

Liu Zheng ignored Niu Ma's contempt, picked up the legendary takeaway box and walked out of the lounge.

He opened the lunch box on the dining car, and a plate of indescribable things appeared in front of him.

Call it shit, its shape is too square and flat.

Let's say it's chocolate, the surface is too bumpy, and good chocolate is yellow-green in color.

If you call it phlegm, it feels too solid.

In short, if anyone dares to order this kind of takeout for Liu Zheng, he will beat the other person until he coughs up shit from his mouth.

"Name: Thick Phlegm Chocolate (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect: After use, the charm attribute will be slightly improved and last for one hour."

"Note: The chocolate made with the carefully selected phlegm of the beauty man is a dessert that is loved by metropolitan females and beauty-conscious males."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"God's choice of thick phlegm, you sifted it with your tongue, didn't you?"

Liu Zheng showed an expression of not being able to bear to watch.

It seemed that among the takeaways he delivered, only the potato series was relatively normal, while the rest of the dishes were more criminal than the other.

He is deeply concerned about the food safety of the metropolitan residents.

Liu Zheng put the thick phlegm chocolate into the legendary takeaway box, and took out the hot ice cubes from last time to eat.

Although it is only 3 points of mental attribute and can only last for an hour, it is better than nothing.

"Ccrunch."

He chewed the ice cubes so hard that his gums trembled from the cold.

But to be honest, apart from the strange combination, the texture and taste are not bad, at least much better than the thick chocolate.

The green light comes on, indicating that the food has been tested correctly.

Liu Zheng closed the legendary takeaway box and called the driver.

"Colonel, I need to rent a tank."

He said.

"Where are you going to bomb next?"

The driver asked with interest.

"It's still the Light Center, but this time we don't need to blow it up. We can just drive the Hound."

Liu Zheng said. "I understand."

The driver responded calmly, and his disappointment could be felt even through the screen.

An inexplicable feeling of guilt surged into Liu Zheng's heart. He instinctively wanted to blow it up, he could blow it up at all costs, but reason still restrained his impulse.

Shaking his head, he walked into the takeout aisle.

The next second, Liu Zheng appeared at the exit of the passage.

"what?"

When did the takeaway lane become so short that it’s almost as long as the door?

After thinking about it, it was probably the preferential treatment after establishing a good relationship with him, which could shorten the time he spent away from home.

On the other hand, if the delivery aisle is unhappy with him, it can also extend the time he spends out.

"My goodness, there are pitfalls everywhere."

Liu Zheng smacked his lips.

Fortunately, he has always been civilized and polite. He is a good young man of the new era who is loved by everyone but not by everyone.

"Where to go first?"

After entering the tank cabin, the driver asked mechanically.

"Let's go to Green Osmanthus Garden Crazy City."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

The delivery time is only 40 minutes, which is enough time for me to go and kowtow like a filial son.

"Oh."

The driver started the engine, and the black heavy lightning began to shuttle through the steel jungle.

"Don't feel disappointed. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

He tried to comfort the other person.

"Oh."

The driver's tone remained unchanged.

"We will go to Shiwandashan in two days. When we get there, bring all your ammunition with you and bomb as many places as you want."

Liu Zheng continued to comfort her.

Legal property, whether private or public, is protected by the city hall. Even a bloody restaurant cannot be destroyed at will. At least it must be strongly related to the delivery of takeout.

But the situation is different for the Ten Thousand Mountains. The hills there are basically not protected by the city hall and they can all be razed to the ground as long as he has the strength to do so.

"I have so much inventory that I can't even fill up ten tanks, let alone one."

The driver said proudly.

"Then can I rent ten tanks by myself?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"No, each employee can only rent one car at a time. This is an iron rule."

The driver shook his head and said.

"That can't be helped. If the explosion is not satisfying, it won't be my problem."

He drawled out his words.

"It's ridiculous to use provocation against a cold-blooded soldier, Liu Zheng."

The driver said coldly.

"But I have to say, you succeeded."

Immediately, he said again, and then stepped on the accelerator.

When we arrived at Green Osmanthus Garden Crazy City, the security guard on duty was not a man with premature gray hair, but a skinny old man with a tan.

Seeing the tanks approaching, he immediately walked out of the security booth.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Seeing Liu Zheng walking towards the gate, he reached out to stop him.

"Brother, I am the godson of Room 15, Building 304. I am here to take care of his funeral."

Liu Zheng said.

"Building 15, Room 304? Is this true?"

The old security guard was a little suspicious.

He had worked in Country Garden Crazy City for a long time, so he naturally knew about that troublesome earthbound spirit.

"Of course it's true. Aren't the people from the Funeral Home here yet?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You are here. Why don't you come with the undertaker?"

The old security guard was still a little skeptical.

"I'm busy with work. If you don't believe me, you can give me a call and ask."

As he spoke, he stuffed a bill into the other person's pocket.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The old security guard was shocked.

"Phone bills. I want you to call me about my business, so I can't ask you to pay for it yourself, right?"

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Hey, it's just a phone call, it only costs a few dollars, you can pass it now."

The old security guard said somewhat embarrassedly.

"What if it takes a long time? I have two friends who live in this neighborhood, and I'll have to trouble you a lot in the future. Please just give me some face and accept it."

he said sincerely.

"Well, since you're so polite, I can't let you down."

The old security guard took advantage of the situation to back off.

“But the call still needs to be made.”

he emphasized.

"It's okay, go ahead."

Liu Zheng said generously.

"No problem, go in."

The old security guard made a phone call and immediately opened the gate.

If it were any other owner, the property management would not be so easy to deal with, but the earthbound spirit is indeed a long-standing problem, and now that it can be solved, the property management will naturally cooperate if they can.

"Thank you."

He entered the residential complex and headed straight for Building 15.

As soon as he got downstairs, Liu Zheng heard some knocking sounds.

When we arrived at Room 304, the door was open and the mourning hall was set up in the living room.

In the middle of the mourning hall is a nanmu coffin with a layer of brown paint on the surface. There are also many patterns such as phoenix top, dragon, golden throne, twin lotus, turtle, snake, deer and crane, which looks very prosperous and wealthy.

In front of the coffin are placed tablets, incense tables, candles, three kinds of animals and offerings, on both sides are flowers and flower baskets, and a banner with the portrait of the deceased is hung high at the back.

When he saw the portrait, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Because that was not a portrait at all, but a ground-bound spirit hanging upside down from the ceiling, with its face sticking out from behind the frame.

Below the portrait are the band playing funeral music and the people keeping vigil. Since Liu Zheng is not here, the person keeping vigil now is the bald manager.

"Mr. Liu, you are finally here."

The bald manager was also relieved to see him coming.

"Sorry for causing trouble to you."

Liu Zheng said.

"It's okay, it's just work. Why don't you let the old man come down first? We have printed the portrait and we can just replace it directly."

The bald manager suggested.

"No, just let him hang there. As long as he's happy. Where is the ceremony now?"

he asked.

"The previous procedures have been completed. Considering your situation, you just need to kowtow three times, then hold up the portrait and lead the team out of the community."

The bald manager said.

"Row."

Liu Zheng nodded.

After saying that, he came to the portrait, knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times.

"Godfather, don't worry. Your son has taken care of all your affairs after death. I guarantee that you will live more comfortably in death than in life."

he shouted.

"I"

"Please keep quiet during the funeral of the deceased, otherwise it will damage the yin de feng shui."

The bald manager reminded.

The earthbound spirit was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.

He is a typical bully. When he meets the bald manager, who he considers to be a professional, he will be easily controlled.

"Let's get up."

Liu Zheng stood up and said.

Then he waved his tentacles, trying to pick up the portrait.

As a result, after applying a little force, the portrait did not move at all.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an earthbound ghost holding the portrait tightly, with veins popping out on his face.

"Godfather, what are you doing?"