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

Chapter 559: Dancing Flamenco in Si Xue's Minefield

“Is this still a gang?”

Liu Zheng said subconsciously.

"Mr. Liu, be careful with your words."

The projector gestured for silence.

"Our boss is very narrow-minded."

he whispered.

"I see it."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

Speaking of which, the projector is not afraid that the penguin will hear it and make things difficult for him?

"Given your performance last time, I'm very sorry that you won't be able to see our wonderful penguin dance this time."

The penguin on the stage then said with a serious face.

“Great!”

"I've seen enough!"

"Supreme Chancellor, if it weren't too expensive to go to the hospital to replace my eyes, I would have replaced all the eyeballs in my body long ago."

Liu Zheng looked over and found that the person speaking was a centipede with eyes all over its back.

"My goodness, this is the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord? I really can't afford it."

He secretly thought.

"You can slander us and be jealous all you want. No matter what you say, our penguin dance is still the best dance in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, far better than the black swan in the Grand Theatre!"

Penguin exclaimed.

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard today. I'm going to submit it to Daily Laugh right away."

"It's over. Now every time I go to see black swans I will remember their ugly dance."

"Although I also think that black swans can't dance well, they are still too pitiful when compared to these penguins."

Even louder laughter rang out, and the entire venue turned into a sea of joy.

"I reasonably suspect that your boss is deliberately trying to liven up the atmosphere."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

“That’s true. But if this auction still doesn’t satisfy the boss, then he will really ask his three brothers to come.”

The projector said.

"They won't be so brutal as to wipe out the whole family, right?"

Although it seems impossible rationally, it is hard to say given the nature of the metropolitan area.

"Of course not. Our auction house is a legitimate company, a model taxpayer and a pioneer of civilization every year."

The projector said proudly.

"That is?"

"Although I won't kill anyone, if I'm targeted by those three bosses, my fate could be worse than death."

The projector said.

"That's scary."

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

"You lowly animals without any artistic germs don't understand what real dance is! Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore."

the penguin sputtered, and stamped the floor with his little yellow webbed feet.

A large walnut table rose up, and at the same time, a throne made of countless long swords also rose up.

This throne is more than ten meters high and is covered with spikes, sharp horns and bumps. It is more like a torture device than a throne.

"Why does this thing look so familiar?"

He remembered that Si Xue seemed to have a throne of the same shape, but it was much smaller. He just didn't know which one was the authentic one.

"The auction begins!"

The penguin jumped onto the table, raised the auction hammer and smashed it down.

As the dull knocking sound spread throughout the venue, the collectors who had been laughing just now fell silent.

"Okay, let's start the auction of the first item. I hope it's a good start, otherwise I'll have to put laxatives in your tea."

Penguin said seriously.

It tapped the auction hammer again, and a projection of a glass bottle appeared out of thin air on the table.

"what?"

Liu Zheng cried out in surprise.

Isn't this the first tear of the mermaid princess? He was the first to be auctioned. I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck.

"Wow, it's this. Not bad, it looks like this auction should be worth seeing."

The penguin looked a little surprised, too.

"Let me see. Well, the first tears of the mermaid princess can increase your affinity with the water element after taking it. Of course, this is just a bonus."

"Its truly powerful effect is that it can enhance the user's sexual ability and fertility. Even an immortal species may be able to achieve sexual ecstasy after taking it."

"Eber, I remember that you and your wife have been preparing for pregnancy for more than three hundred years, right?"

Penguin said suddenly.

"Hey! Can you bring up this kind of thing and talk about it at an auction?"

A man hidden in a cloak said angrily.

"Why can't you tell me this? This is not your real name. Who knows who you are except me?"

"Besides, I'm telling others that you are determined to win, and helping you eliminate some competitors in advance."

Penguin said confidently.

"Humph, if I don't get the photo in the end, forget about coming to my house this year."

Said the cloaked man.

“Are you guys so casual at auctions?”

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

Although he had never attended an auction before, he didn't think it would be like this at a talk show.

"It wasn't like this before, but it has become like this since we changed four Penguin owners. We can only change our thinking and our playing style."

The projector said calmly.

"Hmm? Your words sound familiar. What did you do before, brother?"

Liu Zheng asked.

“I used to be a product manager in a software company.”

The projector replied.

"That's no wonder. Why did you change your career?"

he asked curiously.

Given the fucked-up nature of the metropolis and the fuck-tolerance of its residents, 996 shouldn't be able to dissuade projectors from working, but could it be 007?

“It’s optimized at age.”

The projector said lightly.

“Well, it’s not easy.”

Liu Zheng sighed.

"Come on, have a cigarette?"

He patted the projector's shoulder and took out the pack of "elusive cigarettes" given by Doctor Nile.

"Thank you, we cannot accept tips from guests."

The projector hesitated, but finally refused.

"This isn't a tip, it's just a cigarette. And the flavors of this pack of cigarettes are random, which may have negative effects. So it's more of a prank than a tip."

Liu Zheng said.

"Is that so? Then I will have no choice but to satisfy your evil taste, Mr. Liu."

The projector took advantage of the situation, took out a cigarette and inserted it into the hole of the projector.

"That's right. Come, I'll have one with you."

He also pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out a "tricky lighter".

"This lighter is a set. Don't be surprised if it explodes later. It won't hurt anyone."

Liu Zheng reminded.

"Then use mine."

The projector took out a black and gold lighter from his pocket, with a circle of rubies on the body.

"Wow, such a luxurious lighter, you are awesome, brother."

He gave a thumbs up.

"This was a reward for being the best employee in my previous company, and then I was promoted six months later."

The projector said calmly.

But judging by the cigarette trembling in his orifice, his heart was not as calm as he looked.

"All crows are evil. I have received three commemorative medals for outstanding employees, but my company still keeps giving me trouble every other day."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"That's life. Enough of that. I'll light it for you."

The projector rubbed the roller, a cluster of flames came out, and the cigarette butt was lit.

Two wisps of green smoke rose up, just like the foul air in their chests.

"It stinks, who farted?"

Liu Zheng looked at the projector first.

"I didn't let go."

The projector said he would not take the blame.

"That is"

"Idiot human, have you ever seen a tree fart?"

Before he could finish, Sycamore rolled her eyes at him.

“It’s the smell of this cigarette.”

Before Liu Zheng could put the blame on the cattle and horses in the distance, the projector told the truth.

"It's actually a fart-smelling cigarette. You're lucky."

He smelled his own and it was just the normal smell of cigarette smoke.

"Did I draw a normal one?" For some reason, Liu Zheng felt a little disappointed.

"yue!"

Then he took a puff and immediately began to retch.

"Shit, it tastes like canned herring."

And it’s a deeply fermented version.

As for how he knew it, I can only say that people who are more curious are better off not watching the review video.

"Why don't you stop smoking?"

The projector said with concern.

"It's just a cigarette. It won't kill me."

Looking at the half-empty fart-smelling cigarette left in his hole, Liu Zheng's desire to win arose spontaneously.

"yue!"

"Suck~"

"yue!"

"Suck~"

After more than a dozen cycles, he finally managed to finish the cigarette that tasted like canned herrings, leaving only the butt.

"Mr. Liu, you are such a ruthless person."

The projector expressed his admiration.

"If you are not ruthless, you can't stand firm. In the metropolis, I, Liu Zheng, have no other ability except the courage to eat and drink."

"Mr. Liu is really interesting. You've talked and smoked, but what do you want from me?"

The projector suddenly asked.

"I just want to know if Peacock participated in this auction?"

Seeing that the projector had guessed it, he no longer hid it.

He did not find any peacocks among the collectors present.

Maybe she was also participating remotely, or maybe she was hiding her identity.

But no matter which one it is, it is not good news for Liu Zheng.

"What can you give me?"

The projector asked back.

"That depends on what you need. I have some things, some money, and a lot of friends. I can accomplish a lot with this little piece of land in the city."

Liu Zheng said this neither modestly nor exaggeratedly.

"I want to optimize my HR department."

The projector said immediately.

"Okay. But isn't it your former boss who optimized you? HR should just be the knife being held, right?"

He wondered.

"Tools are still people after all. Some workers can be even worse than their bosses. I was not originally on the list for this optimization, but she kept saying bad things about me to the boss and even found someone who could replace me, so the boss finally made up his mind."

The projector explained.

"That's really bad. So why is she targeting you so much? Did you dig up her ancestors' graves?"

"For someone like her, if we really dig up her ancestors' graves, it might not be a big deal."

The projector sneered.

"The reason why I offended her was simple. She wore the same clothes as another girl that day."

"And then you complimented that girl on her nice outfit?"

Liu Zheng answered quickly.

"Of course not, I praised both of them."

The projector shook his head.

"Then why is she still targeting you?"

"Because I praised that girl three more words."

The projection man clenched his fists.

"Well, although it's a bit inappropriate, I still want to ask, which three words did you praise too much?"

"I didn't praise her too much. The three extra characters were the girl's name."

The projector said bitterly.

"My goodness, she really deserves to die."

Liu Zheng's fist also hardened.

"So Mr. Liu, can you meet my needs?"

The projector asked with a hint of anticipation.

"It's not a big deal. But you're not dead after all. Can you change the punishment?"

He asked just for the sake of brevity.

"can."

Unexpectedly, the projector agreed readily.

"But I must see that she is tortured enough to counteract my wrath."

"That's no problem. I'm the best at torturing people. Do you want her to apologize to you in person?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No need. Her screams are the best apology."

The projector said grimly.

"Okay, tell me her information and I'll do it after the auction is over. If you don't believe me, I can use money as a guarantee."

he said proactively.

"No need, I believe in your credibility, Mr. Liu."

The projector shook his head.

"Have you heard of me?"

Liu Zheng was slightly surprised.

"I could have taken a rest today, but knowing you were going to attend, I used my year-end bonus to get this opportunity."

The projector smiled and said.

"How did you know about me?"

"I have quite a few acquaintances in the Pink Kingdom."

The projector said euphemistically.

"Good boy, you look quite square, but I didn't expect you to be quite playful in private."

"This is just company equipment. I'll replace the head when I get off work."

The projector explained.

"What if someone takes the wrong one?"

he asked.

"If you find it in time, you can just change it. If you don't, you can only go to the hospital for treatment."

The projector said.

"Yeah, reasonable."

“Peacocks do participate in this auction.”

The projector said.

"Ugh."

Liu Zheng sighed when he heard this, and his heart was completely relieved.

"Then do you know which collections she has taken a fancy to?"

he asked again.

"I don't know. But I know there is one item this time that would fit her past bidding preferences."

The projector said.

"Which collection?"

"A cloak made from the skins of a mature, young, and infant red dragon."

The projector said.

"Good guy."

Liu Zheng's eyelids twitched.

Based on his guess about Si Xue's identity, it would be fine if the item was bought by someone else, but if it was bought by Peacock, it would definitely be like dancing flamenco in her minefield.

He deeply suspected that if Peacock bought the cloak, he would most likely take it to the restaurant to use as a cushion.

If Liu Zheng fails to take the photo for this cloak, Si Xue will definitely skin him alive and use him as a butt pad.

“In which round will this item appear?”

he asked.

If he debuts late, he will quickly crowdfund another wave of extraordinary items.

"That's not what I can know."

The projector shook his head.

"Okay. Tell me the HR's information."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"I am ready."

The projector directly took out a piece of A4 paper.

"Good boy, you are really well prepared."