Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Because the manager you killed, Manager Wang, was an undercover agent sent by our director to that department."

The man with glasses said.

"Oh, I see."

He nodded.

The bespectacled manager was spending a fortune on a horse's bones.

If he's willing to pay such a high price to avenge a dead undercover agent, then a living undercover agent would naturally receive an even higher reward.

"Can anyone who kills me get a reward?"

"No, only people from our department can do it."

The man with glasses said.

"How do the people in your department compare to you in terms of ability?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"People of the same rank are about the same, but even if someone of a higher rank than me wants to kill you, their strength will not be much stronger than mine."

The man with glasses said.

"why?"

"I only know the result, not the reason."

The bespectacled man shook his head.

He knew that Liu Zheng had guessed something.

It's probably because the director's bounty wasn't entirely compliant with regulations.

"Very well, then you can die."

He pulled out a boning knife and aimed it at the bespectacled man's neck.

He just did the same thing he was about to do to him.

"No! I have a wife and children, please don't kill me!"

The bespectacled man screamed.

"No, it's a bit ridiculous for someone from a metropolis to say something like that."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"I can buy my life with money."

The bespectacled man quickly changed his tune.

"That's right. How much?"

He slightly deflected the knife, piercing the bespectacled man's shoulder, and then twisted it.

"Three!"

The bespectacled man screamed.

"Thirty thousand? You think you can buy your life with that little money? Your life is worthless."

Liu Zheng shook his head, then pulled out the boning knife.

The bespectacled man screamed again.

"Shh, don't shout. Everyone's at work. It's impolite of you to shout."

A bloodied boning knife was plunged into the bespectacled man's mouth, silencing him.

"Also, quickly cover the blood with your clothes so you don't get the ground dirty and cause trouble for others."

Liu Zheng recalled the incident of spitting out phlegm and causing severe bleeding last time, and reminded him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Red tears streamed down the man's face beneath his glasses.

"Hey, right, where's that cleaning lady?"

He looked around but didn't see any cleaning staff.

Liu Zheng frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

“Tell me how much. If you don’t give me the exact amount, I’ll cut your head off and sell it to Unlucky Coffee.”

he said viciously.

“Fifty thousand yuan, that’s all I have. I’m just a specialist, and I’ve spent all my family’s money to get into the company.”

The bespectacled man said pitifully.

"Fifty thousand yuan can't buy your life."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

Just as the bespectacled man was in despair, he spoke again.

"But you can sell your life to me."

"what?"

The bespectacled man looked at him, puzzled.

"Come with me."

Liu Zheng put his arm around the man with glasses' neck and pulled him aside.

"What's your name?"

he asked.

"I, I'll change the water."

The bespectacled man said, shrinking back.

How many years have you been with the company?

"Three years."

The man with glasses said.

"Still a specialist after three years?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a degree or didn't give gifts, that's all."

The bespectacled man smiled wryly.

"Want to be a manager?"

"think."

"How much do you think?"

"You can think of it that way: if you're put in charge, you'll die."

The bespectacled man gritted his teeth and said.

"Working this hard? You'll die before you even make any money."

Liu Zheng said.

"If a manager dies on duty, the compensation is two million."

Wow, that's quite a lot.

It seems that companies in the metropolis are more ethical than those in reality, and of course, the competition is also more intense.

"I can help you become a manager."

He said.

"really?"

The bespectacled man looked pleasantly surprised.

"You should know about Wang Manni's situation. If I can help her become a manager, I can help you too."

"But our manager doesn't order takeout."

The man with glasses said.

As for waiting for their manager to be forced to deliver, that would be a long time coming.

"If he doesn't order, you can trick him into ordering."

"Besides, I'm not just all about fighting and killing. Money, strength, strategists, background, connections—I have everything you need."

Liu Zheng said.

"What can I do for you?"

The bespectacled man asked cautiously.

"I don't need you to do anything for now. I'll call you when I need you. Don't worry, I never make things difficult for my partners, and Wang Manni can attest to that."

"it is good."

The man with glasses pushed up his glasses and said.

"Then give me the money."

He extended a tentacle.

"what?"

"You don't think you can get away with attacking me without paying a price, do you? I won't ask for much, just 20,000 yuan."

Liu Zheng said.

That's just enough to make up for the money I spent on the wine.

"Ok."

The bespectacled man reluctantly took out his money.

"It was a pleasure working with you. Alright, go back to work now."

He patted the man with glasses on the shoulder.

"I was originally going out to visit a client."

"I can't believe it," the bespectacled man said helplessly.

"Then let's go. By the way, does your client like 'Unlucky Coffee'?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I've already paid you protection money."

The bespectacled man said, sounding aggrieved.

"It's not like I'm asking you to buy it, I'm buying it for you."

"Oh? Then I'll definitely like it."

The bespectacled man quickly replied.

"Okay, then you wait."

He turned and went into the Unlucky Coffee shop, and a moment later came out carrying a bunch of drinks and desserts.

"Are you okay?"

The bespectacled man looked at Liu Zheng's blood-stained face and asked cautiously.

"It's nothing, a small matter. I'm used to it. How many drinks would you like?"

He waved his tentacle and asked.

Two cups will be enough.

The man with glasses said.

"Here you go, would you like some dessert?"