Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The fisherman asked.

"It's great. I'm eating well, drinking well, and having someone to warm my bed. I even made a small fortune with you just now."

Although it's all potatoes, it's from the Bloody Restaurant, so the taste is still guaranteed.

"How is that blond guy still alive?!"

The fisherman said angrily.

"You didn't tell me to kill her."

Liu Zheng said innocently.

"Then I'll let you kill her now!"

The fisherman immediately said.

"Forget it, in my current state, she'd be more likely to kill me. By the way, you still haven't told me how to relieve constipation?"

He remembered and asked.

"Let's talk about it after you get the cosplay outfit."

"So mysterious, I'm hanging up."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

"You can secretly agree to his request, and then work with my brothers and sisters. The success rate is very high."

Nightingale, who had been listening in the background, offered a helpful suggestion.

"Don't try to test me with your tricks. I, Liu Zheng, can kneel down and lick feet to survive, but I will never betray my friends."

Liu Zheng said coldly.

"So we're already friends?"

The nightingale looked surprised.

"I'd say we're friends."

He said.

We drank red wine together and ate potatoes together.

"That sounds awful."

The nightingale pursed its lips.

"Drinking buddies" is bad enough, but "drinking bean buddies" sounds like something out of a low-budget comedy movie.

"It's supposed to be awful, but I'm just a food delivery guy, where would I get all this culture? Alright, stop dawdling and let's get going."

He had to rush back to ask about the cosplay outfit.

Based on past experience, even if he could get it, he would have to complete some preliminary tasks first.

"Then go back and figure out how to order me a plate of spicy blood curd."

"The vampire girl interrupted."

"If you have a blood pack but don't drink it, why are you eating spicy blood curd?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"The blood packs sold on the market are all low-grade. Only the blood in your restaurant's spicy blood curd can replenish the nutrients I need. Otherwise, I would have to stay like this for at least half a year."

"Why don't you go and get Vlad III for me?"

"That's what the vampire girl said."

"Why don't you just order takeout yourself?"

"do not want!"

The vampire girl let out a scream.

"The last time I ordered that mashed potato dish, it was a real ordeal. If I ordered it again, I wouldn't even be able to stay human."

"That"

Liu Zheng looked at the sea woman, then at the nightingale.

The two tacitly looked away.

"Sigh, alright, I'll think of something."

He sighed.

They're brothers who've shared the spoils together, how can they be such fake sisters?

"Hehe, I knew you were the best."

The vampire girl rubbed against Liu Zheng's hooves.

Unfortunately, she was now completely flat-chested, and Liu Zheng only found it noisy.

After leaving the cemetery, he drove his Ferrari and took the three of them to the vicinity of the "Red Witch" board game arcade.

The board game arcade has a rule that if you take a day off, you have to make up for it by working the night shift.

Although they had just made a fortune, it wasn't enough for them to quit their jobs.

Jobs at the "Red Witch" board game arcade are in high demand; it's easy to get out, but difficult to get back in.

After dropping off the person, Liu Zheng drove back to the Bloody Restaurant.

As soon as I got out of the car, the driver appeared in the driver's seat.

His thoughts wandered for a moment, then his expression turned strange.

If the driver is actually always there, but just invisible, then isn't it the same as him sitting on the driver's lap and driving all the time?

"The car rental service has ended. The car has no bumps, no damage, and no traffic violations. The total charge after the discount is two thousand yuan."

the driver said.

Wow, the money he spent on one delivery trip was more than he earned in a month of work.

Fortunately, he has money now.

"I just went to the cemetery, hoping to get some bloodworms, but they were all blown up. However, I have some connections with the people in the kitchen, so I'll ask them if they have any others."

Liu Zheng said as he paid the money.

The more things you fail to accomplish, the more you should report them.

As the saying goes, even if you don't achieve great things, you still put in the effort; that's the point.

"You have a heart."

The driver was indeed very satisfied.

"The stock of 'fart essence shells' is about to expire automatically, so you'd better hurry if you want them. We don't know when we'll be able to get more next time."

Out of appreciation for Liu Zheng's attentiveness, he offered this reminder.

What is a "fart missile"?

Liu Zheng asked.

"I can't say too much, I can only tell you that it is a very powerful shell that can automatically change direction to hit the enemy."

the driver said.

"Isn't that a missile?"

"It's completely different from a missile. Its guidance mechanism is absurd and quite interesting. You'll see when you use it."

The driver said with a subtle expression.

"This type of shell is not very reliable when used alone, but it works very well when three or more are used together, and can ignore many defensive measures."

"How powerful is it? Can it guarantee to kill cattle and horses?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Why do you always think about blowing up your boss? Aren't you two getting along pretty well?"

The driver asked, somewhat puzzled.

"How did you know?"

"If you don't have a good relationship with them, you won't even have the chance to rent a Ferrari."

the driver said.

"That's true."

He nodded.

Before he has fully developed, it would be almost effortless for a cow or horse to kill him.

"So why do you keep using it as a target?"

The driver asked again.

"A secondary reason is that its strength is the most suitable."

Liu Zheng replied.

Nightingale and Ama are too weak, Snow Sis and Red Ghost are too strong, and Novelist and Ottawa are too unpredictable.

"And what is the main reason?"

"The main reason, of course, is that I want to take it down and become the boss myself."

He said seriously.

"Haha, you humans are really interesting. I'm leaving now. Contact me if you need a ride."

The driver started the engine.

"You still haven't told me if you can blow up my boss?"

"Five fart cannonballs, guaranteed to kill."

The driver stepped on the gas and disappeared into thin air.

If five are sealed, are there five left in stock?

Liu Zheng expressed his deep contempt for this kind of half-finished talk, then turned and walked into the delivery lane.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

As soon as he entered the rest room, he was startled by the cows and horses with their butts sticking out, and quickly closed his eyes.

If it had been a second later, he would have had to get rid of them and put on clean ones.

"Upgrading movement? You don't even know that? It's something you humans invented."

"The ox and horse said calmly."

"Isn't that a Kegel exercise?"

Kegel exercises refer to the rhythmic contraction and relaxation of the anus.

This exercise can be performed standing, sitting, or walking. Do about 50 Kegel exercises each time, for 5-10 minutes.

Kegel exercises can promote local blood circulation and prevent hemorrhoids and other perianal diseases.

Liu Zheng had practiced in the real world, but unfortunately he didn't stick with it.

"I don't have hemorrhoids, I'm just practicing chanting. What? You have hemorrhoids?"

The ox and horse asked with ill intent.

"No."

Liu Zheng said decisively.

His body has been remodeled so many times, he doesn't even have a pimple, let alone hemorrhoids.

"Tch, you humans are all hypocrites."

The ox and horse pursed their lips.

"Do you want that money from those hypocritical humans?"