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

Chapter 715 Are you here to bail someone out or to kill someone?
"Sir, you can't park like that."

A doorman came over to negotiate.

"Is it enough?"

Liu Zheng responded by pulling out a large wad of cash.

"Welcome to the New Grape Hotel."

The doorman bowed and returned to his original position.

Before the ace arrived, Liu Zheng found a parking space and parked, then returned to the hotel entrance to wait for him.

With nothing to do, he began to examine the building in front of him.

The New Portuguese Hotel is divided into two parts.

The lower part is an egg-shaped steel and glass building that reflects colorful light in the sunset, like a diamond.

The upper part wraps upwards like a lotus flower, supporting the top oval building that resembles an immature lotus seed, while simultaneously suppressing the egg-shaped building downwards.

Liu Zheng inexplicably thought of that golden lotus of fortune. The design of this building was quite similar. Could there be some connection between the two?
Just as I was pondering this, a gray minivan pulled up.

The van stopped in front of them. Wang Pai opened the door and got out, then expertly tossed the car keys to the doorman.

"You weren't driving this car last time, were you?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"Oh, this is my new car. You asked me to buy a car last time, so I bought one for myself while I was at it. It's a special car for protecting witnesses and transporting special prisoners. It's not great in other aspects, but its safety is absolutely top-notch."

Ace boasted.

"Really? Then buy me another one, since the last one is scrapped."

He was tempted too.

“Sure. But this vehicle is for transporting small creatures, so the interior space isn’t very big. You and your men might feel a bit cramped.”

Ace glanced at his physique and said with some envy.

"Then get a larger size."

"Okay, I'll ask for you later. Shall we go in?"

The ace asked.

"go in."

Liu Zheng nodded and led everyone into the hotel.

It's a little past 5 p.m., far from the busiest time, but the casino is already bustling with noise.

There are hundreds of gambling tables, and every single one of them is occupied, with at least 60% of the tables full.

Needless to say, the slot machines and pinball machines in the corners were all occupied.

Not only do the gamblers come from all races, but the uniformed waiters also come from all races. What they have in common is that they are all good-looking, and even non-human races conform to the mathematical beauty of symmetry.

"Has Brother Pai ever come to play?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"They tried to lure me in a few times, but I wasn't very interested in this kind of gambling, so I made excuses not to come anymore."

Ace said.

"Not gambling is the right thing to do."

He nodded.

With the fortune left to him by his ace father, he could live a life of luxury without ever spending it all, and even if he got involved in some messy things, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Only gambling can wipe out a Traveling Wizard's entire fortune in a single bet.

"Welcome to the New Grape Hotel. How can I help you?"

A waiter came over.

His gaze locked onto Liu Zheng; even here, the uniform of the Bloodstained Restaurant stood out conspicuously.

“Tell your boss that I was sent by a cow or a horse.”

Liu Zheng said.

"Please wait."

The waiter's expression remained unchanged. He picked up the phone hanging on the wall, said something, and then returned to them.

"Please wait a moment, they'll be down shortly. Would you like anything to drink?"

He asked politely.

"Is it free?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"of course."

"Then I'll have a glass of Vlad III."

he replied.

"Then I'll take a bottle of Three Lives Secret Dharani."

Niu Daji chimed in.

Sansheng Mitara is the best sake in the bathhouse area. It is said that one sip can remind you of your past and present lives and even predict your future life. Unfortunately, the brewing technique has long been lost.

"Then I'll also take a bottle of the Qiankun Great Rejuvenation Pill."

Pandas are not to be outdone.

The name "Qiankun Dahuan Dan" is actually a kind of wine in the Xuanmen legend. It is said to have miraculous effects on cultivators who cultivate the "Hun Dan Da Dao Jing". One bottle can help a Foundation Establishment cultivator advance to the Mahayana stage. After the period of integration between magic power and physical body, they can ascend to immortality.

"Then we will too."

Seeing this, the Extreme Flavor Group also joined in and made various requests.

"Ladies and gentlemen, could you please pretend I didn't ask that question?"

The waiter was quite a character, and said with a wry smile.

"Yes, one glass of orange juice per person will suffice."

Liu Zheng said with a stern face.

"right away!"

The waiter, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, immediately turned around and went to make orange juice.

However, before he returned, the casino owner's men came down first.

A dozen or so men in black suits walked out of the elevator. The leader was an alligator wearing sunglasses. Its snout was much shorter than that of a typical alligator, so it was probably an alligator.

"You said you were sent by cattle and horses?"

It asked.

"Yes."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"how to prove?"

"Look at this outfit, do you still need to prove anything?"

He pointed to his uniform and said with a strange expression.

"Yes, you come with us. They want to stay."

"That's what the alligator said."

"Have you ever seen two gangs negotiating a deal where one gang leader forbids his underlings from joining?"

Liu Zheng chuckled.

What gang are you from?

"Waimaibang" (a food delivery platform).

He said.

Niu Ma is the first generation, and he is the second generation; they are both leaders.

"What kind of shady gang is this 'Waimaibang'? I've never even heard of it."

The alligator scoffed, and the men in black suits behind it joined in the laughter.

"That only proves that you are deaf and blind."

Liu Zheng retorted sarcastically.

"What did you say?"

"Are you looking for death? How dare you talk nonsense here?"

A group of men in black suits began to curse.

All I can say is that gangsters are gangsters, and even if they wear suits, they can't change their nature.

"Who the hell are you calling 'kid'? You think I won't shove an arrow in your throat and kill you?"

Niu Daji immediately stepped forward, blocking Liu Zheng's path and exchanging insults with him.

"It's just a run-down hotel. I've even bombed my own mountain. These two buildings of yours are nothing!"

The panda was a little slower, but it still stood next to Niu Daji.

"clang!"

As the argument between the two sides grew increasingly heated, a loud metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.

Everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. It turned out that Guo Kou Tangzi had smashed the floor with his soup pot.

Today she was wearing a black furisode, with various knife patterns embroidered in gold and red thread on the front, and a soup pot pattern embroidered in silver thread on the back, which looked like the heirloom soup pot.

"Never heard of Waimaibang, but have you heard of Jiweizu?" Guokou Tangzi walked ahead carrying a soup pot, followed closely by the four-person group of Congjiang Garlic Spicy.

"The Extreme Flavor Group? I think there is such a group."

The short-tailed crocodile scrutinized her fur-sleeved robes, seemingly lost in thought.

"Oh, I remember now. Weren't you guys stripped of your signboard? How come you can still operate under the name of the Extreme Flavor Group?"

it asked.

"It was Jiweiju that had its sign removed, not Jiweizu. Besides, we've already beaten the head chef of Bloody Restaurant in the culinary competition, so we'll be able to put the sign back on soon."

Guo Kou Tangzi said proudly.

"Congratulations in advance!"

The short-tailed alligator gave a perfunctory but polite reply.

Gangs also have their own society. They need a name and a lineage, otherwise they're just small-time thugs and nobody takes them seriously.

However, if it's a legitimate gang, then as long as there's no enmity between the two sides, they should maintain a certain level of decorum when talking.

Getting the brand name back is a great joy, so even though the short-tailed crocodile and the Extreme Flavor Group don't have much of a relationship, we still have to offer our congratulations. Otherwise, people will say it's rude if word gets out.

"Thank you, you're welcome to come to the banquet then."

Guo Kou Tangzi also replied politely.

"Definitely. But this matter concerns our 'New Grape' and this 'Takeout Gang,' so what reason does your Extreme Flavor Group have to interfere?"

"The alligator questioned."

“He has done us a great favor. As long as he is still the leader of the ‘Takeout Gang,’ the affairs of the Takeout Gang are the affairs of our ‘Extreme Flavor Group.’”

Guo Kou Tangzi pointed at Liu Zheng and said.

After saying that, she took out a small knife and cut her palm, letting the blood drip into the soup pot.

The four members of the "Onion, Ginger, Garlic, and Spicy" group also cut their palms, letting their blood pool together.

"We swear by our blood and our traditional soup pot that the 'Extreme Flavor Group' will stand with Liu Zheng through thick and thin."

Guo Kou Tangzi said seriously.

The alligator watched this scene with a complex expression.

It recognizes the Extreme Flavor Group, and naturally knows about their culprits. This is equivalent to them swearing an oath to the Dragon Head Cane, which is absolutely unbreakable.

"In that case, I'll give the Extreme Flavor Group some face."

The alligator hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to respect the rules.

The main issue was that it wasn't confident it could quickly subdue these people, and the guests had already noticed the commotion.

Upon entering the elevator, the alligator didn't press the 57th floor button, but instead pressed the 58th floor button.

Liu Zheng saw it all but remained silent.

Upon reaching the 58th floor, the alligator led them to a vermilion door.

The gate was studded with gold rivets, arranged in nine rows and seven columns, totaling sixty-three rivets.

There are two stone beasts on either side of the gate, with the heads of tigers, the bodies of leopards, the tails of dragons, and a small horn that tilts backward on their heads.

He stared at it for a few seconds and then remembered; this must be the Pixiu, one of the nine sons of the dragon.
Legend has it that the Pixiu has a mouth but no anus, and can swallow everything without excreting. It takes in food from all directions but never lets it out, thus attracting wealth and treasures.

The owner's intention in using two Pixiu as gate guardians is self-evident.

"Uncle He, the people who bring cattle and horses have arrived."

Alligator pulled out a walkie-talkie and said.

"Let them in."

A loud and powerful voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Yes. Did you hear that? Uncle He told you to let them through."

The alligator spoke to the two pixiu.

The two Pixiu looked at each other, then simultaneously raised a paw and pushed open the vermilion gate.

The inside of the door was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, like the gaping maw of a giant beast leading to its bottomless digestive tract.

"please."

The alligator stepped aside and stared intently at Liu Zheng, seemingly trying to detect any hesitation or panic on his face.

However, it found nothing. Liu Zheng walked into the darkness with practiced ease, as if he were going home.

The crowd followed him closely, filing in one after another.

The moment Liu Zheng stepped through the gate, his vision cleared up.

The spacious lobby was brightly lit, featuring modern LED lights, retro crystal chandeliers, and large, truly vintage candles.

Directly opposite the main gate is a screen wall, beneath which sits a square table and two chairs.

On the left, an old man dressed in a silk Tang suit sat in a chair, and a young woman who looked about five parts like him was massaging his shoulders and legs.

The other chair was empty, apparently reserved for Liu Zheng.

There were two rows of chairs between the square table and the main entrance, but no one was sitting on them. Dozens of henchmen in black suits stood in various places in the hall, waiting for their boss to give the order so they could swarm forward and chop Liu Zheng and his group into mincemeat.

"Please take a seat, both of you."

The old man pointed to the chairs on the right and said.

He and Niu Ma are equals. Since Liu Zheng is Niu Ma's subordinate, he has no right to sit next to him.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng did not take offense and sat down in the first chair on the right as instructed.

As the leader of the Extreme Flavor Group, Guo Kou Tang Zi naturally sat below him.

The others naturally didn't get seats and all stood behind them.

“My name is He Bishu, and I am the chairman of the ‘New Grape’ Hotel.”

The old man introduced himself.

"My name is Liu Zheng. I am the second-in-command of the Bloody Restaurant's takeout department and the second-generation leader of the takeout gang, in charge of all the gang's work."

Liu Zheng also introduced himself.

His self-introduction was somewhat comical, but the old man didn't care, because it wasn't important.

"You should have heard about the whole story before we came, right?"

The old man asked.

"I gave a brief overview, but I don't yet have a grasp of many of the specifics."

Liu Zheng replied.

"According to the rules, if someone is caught cheating in a casino for the first time, half of their hand will be cut off."

said the old man.

"No problem, you can cut them all off."

He said it generously.

Losing hands means less trouble. After all, we're already superhumans; we can learn to eat and wipe our butts with our feet with practice.

"But it resisted arrest and injured my men."

said the old man.

“Cut off all its limbs, and I’ll pay ten times the compensation.”

Liu Zheng replied.

"Um"

The old man hadn't expected him to be so ruthless, and hesitated for a moment.

"If you still don't feel honored enough, then let it crawl around the New Grape Hotel a hundred times, shouting as it goes, 'I will never cheat again.'"

Liu Zheng continued.

"I'm starting to suspect that you were sent by Niu Ma, or by Hou Taotao's enemy."

The old man looked at him with a strange gaze.

"It knows the cattle and horses, and the cattle and horses know me, but I don't know it. To me, it just needs to live; nothing else matters."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

Moreover, his suggestion was reasonable; Hou Taotao should have paid the price for her actions.

"What about the fact that it seduced my woman?"

said the old man.

"Um"

This time, it was Liu Zheng's turn to hesitate.

According to his thinking, since it was a crime committed to mourn the dead, then the culprit should be cut off.

But the ox and horse certainly couldn't accept this outcome. After all, the red pig, black claw, and yellow monkey together only had this one child, and they definitely wanted to keep him to carry on the family line.

Although it's possible to add another graft, it's hard to say whether the child created by the grafted graft will actually be the original child.

Britain doesn't care because it just wants to have fun. The cow doesn't care whether Hou Tao Tao is having fun or not, but it cares about whether the bloodline of its best brother can continue.

The incense offerings may eventually run out, but certainly not now.

"How about we get a bunch of hunks to play with it?"

After thinking for a long time, Liu Zheng made a suggestion.

(End of this chapter)