Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The old man explained.

"Then isn't there acute angles everywhere?"

He looked around and saw seven or eight sharp angles at random.

"This room is just an illusion. Take off your glasses and look again."

The old man sighed and said.

Liu Zheng stared at him for two seconds, realizing he wasn't joking, and decisively gouged out his own eyes.

All the sights vanished with the arrival of darkness, but soon a strange spectacle appeared as darkness disappeared.

A huge fireball burned silently in the distance.

Although Liu Zheng could only see a black shadow, the scorching heat almost melted him.

The space outside the fireball was an endless expanse of white, both within and outside the field of vision.

Only beneath their feet was a blue planet the size of a house.

Liu Zheng strained to look down and seemed to see towering skyscrapers on the planet, as well as an artificial satellite about to be launched.

Looking further afield, he seemed to see the Great Wall, the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the East African Rift Valley.

Is this Earth?

Just as Liu Zheng was having this question, the strange sight before him vanished once more.

He blinked and returned to the opulent private room.

It turned out that his eyeball had grown back.

"do you understand?"

The old man asked.

"I understand, but I don't fully understand."

Liu Zheng shook his head and then nodded.

“Since you can regenerate, then cut off ten tentacles, ten hooves, and ten pounds of lean meat, and I’ll have them let you go.”

The old man continued.

"No, take it with you, keep it and eat it all the time."

The fat man swallowed hard as he spoke.

"The restaurant won't let us take it with us."

The skinny man shook his head.

"Then you can eat it for as long as you want."

The fat man said.

"Could you do me a favor?"

said the old man.

"who are you?"

Why should I give you face?

Judging from the expressions of the fat man and the thin man, they didn't seem to be mocking them, but genuinely didn't know who the old man was.

"I'm."

The old man opened his mouth, then looked confused.

"By the way, who am I? Do you know me?"

He asked Liu Zheng.

“You are Emile’s blood father, and she is waiting for you to return.”

Liu Zheng said.

"Yes, Emile."

The bloodshot light in the old man's eyes flickered again, and he barely regained some of his senses.

“I can’t go back. I paid almost the same price to escape from the hospital. Go, go.”

He smiled wryly, and suddenly spread his bat wings.

Countless blood-red chains shot out from the wing membrane, binding the fat man and the thin man.

The fat man was sawing hard with a hacksaw, while the skinny man was cutting desperately with a knife.

One by one, the chains broke, only to be reconnected by new chains.

"Get out! You're not worthy of my service. I don't want to see you in this room!"

The old man shouted angrily.

Upon hearing his command, Liu Zheng immediately rushed towards the gate.

The fat man and the thin man looked even more hungry, and they let out frantic shouts, cutting the chains much faster.

Soon, the old man's chains could no longer keep up with their rate of destruction.

The vampire lay slumped on the ground, his skin and hair aged tenfold, making him look like a mummy.

The fat man and the thin man broke free of their chains and rushed towards Liu Zheng with cheers.

The two moved extremely fast, taking only two strides to reach him.

However, Liu Zheng's speed was not slow either.

After the elderly man had been blocking the door for so long, he had finally reached the doorknob.

Seeing the fat man and the skinny man approaching, he pretended to throw the chewing stick.

The two instinctively stopped in fright, and Liu Zheng quickly opened the door.

Outside the door is the sweet air of the free world.

"Bye bye!"

He waved and was about to step out the door.

"meat!"

"Come back, my flesh!"

The fat man and the thin man cried out, spitting out semi-digested flesh from their seven orifices.

The old man showed a relieved expression.

Vampires are very resilient; as long as Emilia remembers him, he still has a chance to escape this endless nightmare.

"What a farce."

A childish yet indifferent voice rang out.

Everyone present was horrified.

They all looked toward the corner of the room, where the guy in the dinosaur pajamas was looking at them with a mocking expression.

At this point, everyone, from the old man to the thin man and Liu Zheng, realized that there was a fifth person in the private room.

"You've entertained me, so you can die now."

"That's what the guy in his pajamas said."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man, the fat man, and the thin man all melted away in front of Liu Zheng.

Their final expressions included fear, anger, sorrow, and joy.

In the end, they only had three darts left.

The guy in his pajamas walked over, bent down, picked up the food, and then put it in his mouth and chewed slowly.

He didn't bite off any of them, but stuffed them down his throat one by one.

By the time he reached Liu Zheng, all the delicious food had already entered his intestines.

"I finally remember who you are. Your intestines look even better than before."

The guy in his pajamas reached out his small hand and stroked Liu Zheng's belly with a smile.

Liu Zheng remembered it too.

The last time they met, the guy was wearing panda pajamas.

Chapter 127 Meeting an acquaintance makes one especially hungry

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

Liu Zhengqiang greeted him with a smile.

"It's quite a coincidence. I was planning to order takeout to find you, but I didn't expect to run into you here."

"That's what the guy in his pajamas said."

"That really is a tragic fate."

He sighed.

"Because of you, I lost three intestinal slaves. How do you plan to compensate me?"

"That's what the guy in his pajamas asked."

He casually closed the door, and Liu Zheng regained his mobility.

He didn't try to open the door again, because that would definitely be futile.

"Didn't you kill them yourself? It has nothing to do with me."

Liu Zheng intends to shirk responsibility.

“If you hadn’t restored some of that vampire’s senses, I wouldn’t have needed to kill them.”

"You didn't forbid me from talking to them. Sir, don't try to shift the blame."

Since we were acquaintances, he spoke more freely.

"There's no use in making excuses. If a customer's property is damaged, the waiter has to pay for it."

"Given that I also bear responsibility for the lack of supervision, I must bear half of the loss myself, and you also need to compensate me for the other half."

"That's what the guy in his pajamas said calmly."

"Then name your price."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

The kid is talking so convincingly, he probably isn't lying to me.

"You can't afford to pay for it. That vampire is worth over two million."

The guy in his pajamas shook his head.

Putting aside the vampire's own strength, the fact that they can act as dialysis machines means they can earn at least 20,000 a month.

Given a vampire's lifespan and vitality, they can work for at least ten years.

The vampire has to pay one million, and the fat man and the skinny man should be worth about the same, so that's three million.

Liu Zheng simply cannot afford to pay the compensation.

Unless you give away all the perfect items you have.

But if he loses them, it's not much different from being dead.

So, accept your fate.

The guy in his pajamas dug his fingernails into Liu Zheng's stomach.

"From the moment I saw you, your fate was already sealed."

"Not necessarily."

He sneered.