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

Chapter 581 The perverts are you humans.
"You're finally back. I thought you had finally run away."

As soon as he entered the lounge, Niu Ma said loudly.

"Boss, keep your voice down. The whole restaurant will hear you."

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"Why? You dare not let the cows and horses say it. You can let me not say it, but I will pay you to keep quiet."

The cows and horses stretched out their hooves.

"Then you'd better speak louder. I have nothing to fear if I am upright."

He said with his head held high.

Although his money was originally intended for his cattle and horses, it did not stop him from enjoying seeing the cattle and horses wanting something but not being able to get it.

"You're not a good person! Do you know how many takeaways I delivered for you while you were fooling around out there?"

Niuma said excitedly.

"Seize the young master?"

“A whole order!”

The ox-horse raised a hoof.

".Let's not talk about the fact that delivering food is your job, how come you used this word so many times for just one order?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"What's wrong with one order? Do you know who I sent that order to?"

"Who? Could it be Peacock?"

He frowned, then relaxed his brows.

If it were a peacock, the cattle and horses would not have looked unharmed.

"That's not the case, but it's not much better than Peacock. My order is for Lord Longyang."

Niuma said.

"Who is Long Yangjun? Oh, I think I know."

Liu Zheng seemed to be thinking about something.

It is recorded in the Strategies of the Warring States that Lord Longyang was the male favorite of the King of Wei.

One day, the King of Wei went out fishing like him, but while fishing he started crying again.

The King of Wei was very surprised and asked him why he was crying.
Longyang Jun said, My king, I was very happy when I caught a big fish at first, but when I caught an even bigger fish later, I felt that the fish I caught before was in the way and just wanted to throw it away.

Although I am favored by the king now, sooner or later there will be someone more beautiful to serve the king, and then I will become a fish to be thrown away.

Then the King of Wei would definitely say something like, "Beauty, how could you be like this?"

As to whether Longyang Jun was really abandoned like the fish in the end, there is no historical record.

In short, he became the earliest representative of gay men, and was given an idiom called "Longyang's Good".

"Wow, boss, you won't be given by him"

Liu Zheng looked at Niu Ma with sympathetic intent.

Although Long Yangjun is definitely good-looking and should be a bottom, who says that a bottom cannot force a top?
"Humph, as soon as he opened the door, he praised me for my good looks. Who wouldn't know that? Then he praised my horns and asked me how I maintained them. He also wanted to get fake ones. Then he said that I looked good at fitness and asked me to help him."

"Then we sat down to eat, and then he started drinking. Luckily, I can hold my alcohol intake well, so I reacted in time, otherwise I would have been killed by him."

Niuma said with lingering fear.

"He's okay then. At least he didn't use force."

He chuckled.

"Humph! If he comes to me with force, I'll just poke him to death with my corner."

"Don't do that. What if he's a masochist and gets on your horn?"

Liu Zhenghao reminded him kindly.

".Fuck!"

The cows and horses were stunned at first, then uttered a cry of surprise.

"The perverts are still you humans."

When it thought of that scene, it couldn't help but shudder all over, and then said with gritted teeth.

"I think we humans are the conscience and bottom line of the metropolis."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes wide open.

Human perversion is mainly driven by various desires and inspired by the acquired environment, while these non-human ones are based on instinct or even rules.

If humans did not constitute the majority in the city hall, subtly influencing the three perspectives of the entire metropolis' residents, there is no telling what a chaotic and chaotic metropolis would have become.

"I don't want to discuss such boring issues with you. Give me the money."

The cows and horses stretched their hooves again.

"what money?"

“Moral damages.”

Niuma said.

"Didn't Long Yangjun succeed in getting you?"

"But I was hurt by his words and expression. Give me the money, or I will forcibly recall you next time there is such an order."

Niuma threatened.

“What is a mandatory recall?”

"If a delivery driver stays outside for too long after delivering the food, I, as the department head, can issue a mandatory recall. If he or she still hasn't returned within the specified time, I can punish the delivery driver."

Niuma said.

"Damn, there's also this hand, you didn't tell me about it before."

Liu Zheng curled his lips.

"Humph, if you know what's best for you, I won't have to say it. If you don't know what's best for you, then I won't say it even more."

Niuma said confidently.

"The Metropolis is still the Metropolis."

He sighed as he took out the money.

Every time he fell into the warm illusion of brotherly love, Niu Ma would tell him with actual actions that Metropolis was still a beast per capita.

"And I will always be your boss, your boss."

Niuma snatched the banknote and swallowed it, then said proudly.

"I never denied it."

Liu Zheng smiled, took out his cell phone and called the deputy director.

"Good morning, Mr. Liu."

The deputy director said enthusiastically.

"Why did you call Mr. Liu as well?"

"You are now a shareholder of our company, so it is reasonable to call you Mr. Liu."

The deputy director replied.

"Well, alright. I need your help with something."

He was too lazy to bother with the name.

"Please speak, Mr. Liu."

"It's like this. My granddaughter has been bullied at school recently, and as an uncle I can't just ignore it. But I don't really have any connections in the school, so I want to ask you, the deputy director, for help."

Liu Zheng said.

"Which school does Mr. Liu's niece attend?"

the deputy director asked.

"Meide Private Middle School."

"Oh, I know that school. It's considered average among private middle schools."

The deputy director said.

"Does the deputy director know anyone at that school?"

"I don't know him. But it seems that some of my son's junior high school classmates went to that school. Please wait a moment, I will call him over right away."

The deputy director said.

"You brought your son to work?"

he said in surprise.

"Mr. Liu, you misunderstood. I'm not feeling well today, so I asked for sick leave to rest at home."

The deputy director explained.

"What's wrong? Have you called a doctor? I know a doctor who is quite good at medicine. Would you like him to take a look at you?"

Liu Zheng asked with concern.

"Will this be too much trouble for Mr. Liu?"

The deputy director hesitated.

"That's no trouble. Can you go out now?"

he asked.

"OK."

"Then how about this? You go directly to the Imhotem Clinic and tell me your name when you get there. I'll come find you guys next time I'm out delivering food."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

"Then follow Mr. Liu's instructions. Li Ziming, come here, and answer whatever Mr. Liu asks you, okay? If you dare to be rude, even your mother can't save you today."

The deputy director suddenly spoke in a stern tone.

"Oh, don't scare the child."

He said it hypocritically.

"Mr. Liu, you don't know how much this little bastard deserves a beating. He does everything except good things in school. The teacher calls me every few days to complain, and I can only apologize and give gifts. The gifts I give to the school are more than those I give to my leaders."

"If it weren't for the tutor you recommended last time who saved him, I would have thrown him into the garbage disposal plant to fend for himself and have a second child."

The deputy director complained.

"Then there's no need to throw it into the garbage disposal plant. After all, it's your own child. Throwing it into the sewer is enough."

Liu Zheng said in a pretentious manner. Li Ziming on the side was trembling with fear. This delivery man was indeed as scary as the legend said.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

The deputy director shouted.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Li Ziming said tremblingly.

"Hello, Li Ziming. Don't be so scared. Your father and I are good friends. I am also a very kind person, especially good at getting along with children."

Liu Zheng comforted the other person.

"What the hell are you saying about being nice? You just said you were going to send me to the sewer!"

Li Ziming roared in his heart but didn't dare to show it on his face.

"I know. My father often tells me about you, Mr. Liu."

He said.

"That's good. Then uncle wants to ask you, do you have any acquaintances at the Meide Private Middle School?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"There are a few of them, all of them are my former junior high school classmates."

Li Ziming replied.

"Are you still in touch now? How is your relationship?"

"this."

Li Ziming's eyes flickered.

"Mr. Liu is asking you a question, please speak up."

The deputy director glared at him.

"We have a pretty good relationship and we often go out together."

Li Ziming quickly replied.

"playing what?"

"Just game halls, nightclubs, and so on."

Li Ziming said honestly.

"What a bunch of bad friends."

Liu Zheng suddenly realized.

It seems that whether in reality or in big cities, the hobbies of the rich second generation who don’t study hard are similar.

"I'm sorry to have made Mr. Liu laugh."

The deputy director said somewhat embarrassedly.

In the circle of these middle-class elites, there is nothing wrong with loving to play. When he was young, he played much more than his son.

But if you are not good at playing and love to play, you will become a laughing stock.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's normal for children to like playing."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

He wants friends who are bad and have bad friends. He doesn't want those kind of good students.

"Then tell me, uncle, how are your friends doing in school?"

he asked.

"It's just average. Their grades are worse than mine, and they don't have any talents or anything like that."

Li Ziming said with a hint of pride.

The value of a Metropolitan University degree is still very high, and it is not like in reality where you can go abroad and spend money to get a fake degree.

Therefore, under similar family background conditions, children who study well still have a high status in the social circle.

"No, no, no, that's not what I'm talking about."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"What aspect are you talking about?"

Li Ziming didn't understand.

"How good is he at fighting? Do he have any followers? How is his relationship with the teacher? Can he make someone drop out of school without getting himself into trouble?"

"what?"

Li Ziming's eyes widened.

He subconsciously looked at his father, only to see him nod seriously.

"If it's in these aspects, then they are doing pretty well. Two of them are considered the leaders in their respective classes."

After getting his father's approval, Li Ziming replied honestly.

"That's great. Then do your uncle a favor. There is a girl in the third grade (17) class of Virtue Private Middle School named Oma Mirai. She is your niece. She seems to have been bullied recently. Please ask your friends to help your uncle investigate the situation."

Liu Zheng said.

"That's fine with me, but I can't order them around just by relying on my reputation."

Since the discussion was not about serious matters, Li Ziming relaxed and scratched his head.

He certainly wasn’t at the bottom of that circle, but he wasn’t a big brother either.

He said that those people might agree, but it is hard to say whether they will do it or how hard they will do it.

"Then uncle will give you some face."

Liu Zheng said with understanding.

“Why is it rising?”

“You have to ask yourself this.”

He said.

"That"

Li Ziming fell into deep thought.

"Yes, I want to take them to the sewer to have a party."

He remembered the previous conversation between Liu Zheng and his father, and an idea suddenly came to him.

"what?"

Even though Liu Zheng was knowledgeable and experienced, he did not expect him to make such a request.

"Can't you?"

Li Ziming was a little disappointed.

"Sure, but why would you want to have a party in a sewer?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

“Because it’s cool.”

When Li Ziming heard that it was okay, he said excitedly.

"We can party in places that others don't dare to go to. How awesome is that."

"Well, that seems to make sense."

Thinking about the stupid things that the second-generation rich in real life do in pursuit of excitement, he could barely understand it.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call and ask."

Just in case, Liu Zheng called the fisherman.

"what?"

"I want to bring a few people down to have a party. Can you help me ask the sewer if they allow it?"

He said.

"So soon? I haven't even packed yet."

The fisherman said nervously.

"What are you packing? Oh, you're wrong. It's not the Ama and the others. It's some high school students."

Liu Zheng said.

"That's none of my business, go ask yourself."

The fisherman was relieved but also a little disappointed.

"Just help me, serious matter."

He talked about the eight commissions.

"Parents are so pitiful. If it was a female diva being bullied at work, you would be worried too, right?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Dare! Who dares to bully the Ama? I..."

The fisherman closed his mouth halfway through saying something harsh.

What could he do? He couldn't even deal with those bald guys, so he had to rely on Liu Zheng to solve the problem.

Even if the female divers reconciled with him and were willing to live in the sewers, he himself was unwilling to let his daughter stay in such a hellish place for the rest of her life.

"Have you figured it out? If you help me solve their problems, I can get more resources to help the Ama. So helping them is helping the Ama."

Liu Zheng patiently and persuadingly said.

"Hmph, you've said all the nice things. Wait."

The fisherman hung up the phone and called again soon after.

"The sewer agreed. But He asked me to remind you not to forget what He told you to do."

He said.

"Don't worry, I won't forget it."

Liu Zheng assured.

"And there's something I told you to do. If you forget, I'll make you the main course at the party."

The fisherman hung up the phone after making his threat.

"Main course? Who are you looking down on? I can make a state banquet by myself."

He curled his lips and called the deputy director again.

(End of this chapter)