Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Yoko said with a complicated expression.

"Huh? Oh."

He paused for a moment before realizing that Yoko was talking about her brother-in-law.

Well, that's just human nature in a metropolis.

"But what if she uses a soft approach? At first, she just asks your sister for money, but later, when your sister can't afford it anymore, she asks your brother-in-law for help."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"No, my brother-in-law manages all his money himself, and only gives my sister household expenses and pocket money."

Yoko shook her head.

"But do you think she'll believe you just by saying it?"

"Probably not."

Yoko hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Greed, arrogance, and suspicion are the three driving forces behind Granny Tang's personality.

Do you want to see your sister divorced and separated from her husband because of you?

Liu Zheng added fuel to the fire.

"They don't have children yet."

Yoko glanced at him.

"Hey, just take it easy. Anyway, this kind of thing will happen again once. The last one was Qingzi, and the next one could be you guys."

"You don't want to work hard your whole lives only to lose your own family's money in the end, do you?"

What's more terrifying than paid work? It's working with a loan, of course.

"If we help you rescue Haruko, she won't do this kind of thing again?"

Yoko countered with a question.

"I can't guarantee it. But I can guarantee that if you don't help me rescue Haruko, she will definitely do this kind of thing again."

Liu Zheng said with certainty.

Intelligent beings are all path-dependent; if they succeed once, they will definitely continue to do so until they fail.

"What do you think, Uncle Hachijo?"

Yoko gripped the dried beef and horse meat in her pocket tightly and looked at Hachijo.

Chapter 393 You weren't fired for causing trouble, were you?

"I don't know anything."

Hachijo suddenly turned around, then grabbed the pipe above and jumped back onto the platform.

"Uncle Hachijo, I haven't received my salary yet."

Liu Zheng shouted.

"I'm not the boss, why would I pay you a salary?"

Hachijo rolled his eyes.

"I just did so much work for you."

"This isn't your massage parlor, do you expect to stay here for free?"

"The cost of transporting the coal is covered. These gold dumplings are priced separately."

He pointed to the black ball at his feet and said.

"What kind of golden dumpling is that ring around the top of the head?"

Eight pursed their lips.

"Don't worry about the quantity, just tell me if they're gold or not, right? Although I don't understand the ins and outs, these gold dumplings should be of great help to you, shouldn't they?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That's it."

Ba Jiao said harshly.

In truth, he knew that these golden dumplings were priceless to him.

With these, he won't have to risk his life to keep the fire burning when big clients like Da Chuanliu come.

Of course, the golden dumplings will still die if they're meant to.

However, this is their job, so there's nothing wrong with it.

If it weren't for this, Ba Tiao wouldn't have chosen to let Liu Zheng leave.

Unfortunately, since Liu Zheng had come, he had no intention of leaving so slunk away.

"What do you want in return?"

After much deliberation, I decided to ask the question.

It's hard to repay favors, especially favors owed to enemies.

"Uncle Hachijo, you're a shrewd and experienced man, so you naturally know the best way to reward me."

Liu Zheng posed the question to him.

There is a wastewater discharge pipe on the basement level.

After hesitating for a long time, Hachijo finally spoke.

Does it lead directly to the outside of the bathhouse street?

"No. But we're not far from the entrance."

Eight shook their heads.

"Are you referring to that archway as the entrance?"

he asked.

"Yes."

"OK."

Liu Zheng took out his phone, only to find that the signal was only one bar.

"The signal is bad in the boiler room, you'll have to go outside to make a call."

Eight said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Although he and Granny Tang were not in cahoots, it was still a bit too much to openly plot in front of him.

"No problem. How do I find that drainpipe?"

Liu Zheng put away his phone and asked.

If he can't call from the boiler room, he can call from inside the elevator; he just needs to be careful with his words.

After hearing this, Hachijo jumped up and down twice, and something fell out of his trouser leg.

"Take it."

He picked up the object and threw it at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng grabbed it and saw that it was another piece of coal slag, and it looked no different from the one Thirteen Orphans had given him.

"Putting aside where it came from, could that drainpipe be your own escape route, Uncle Ba Tiao?"

He raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I want you to manage."

Eight of them glared at him, their beards bristling.

"What do you mean, 'manage'?"

A voice suddenly broke into their conversation.

The three of them looked towards the door and saw Thirteen Yao push the door open and enter with one hand.

"Wow, it's quite lively today. Long time no see, Yaoji, you've grown more and more beautiful."

When Thirteen saw Yoko, his eyes lit up.

One of the main reasons he was able to develop so many connections at the bathhouse was that he was always able to find the good qualities in the females.

Being beautiful is an advantage, having a good figure is an advantage, being good in bed is an advantage, having a good temperament is an advantage, having a beautiful soul is an advantage, and even being of a rare race is an advantage.

Although Thirteen Yao's aesthetic sense certainly has its biases, whenever he wants to pursue a female, he can discover the other person's good points from all angles, and all of them are genuine.

Therefore, he was almost always successful at picking up girls.

Not only the bathhouse staff, but also many of the bathhouse guests fell into the clutches of Thirteen Orphans.

I heard that even Grandma Tang once had a long, private meeting with him.

It was after that meeting that Minister Thirteen went from being a neutral party to being in the opposition.

"Hey, you two, isn't it incredibly rude of you to talk bad about me to my face?"

Thirteen Yao's face twitched as he watched the two whispering.

"I was just giving the newcomers some basic workplace tips, Mr. Thirteen, you're being a bit too sensitive."

Yaoji said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The local official is more powerful than the distant one. She was an employee of the service department and had powerful backers, so she wasn't too afraid of Thirteen Orphans.

"What kind of workplace etiquette is this? He's not female. Yaoji, don't be so distant. Last time you were harassed by a customer, I was the one who got you out of that situation."

Thirteen said with a grin.

"Then you said I was unlucky and wanted to read my palm, and later you said you wanted to feel my bones."

Yaoji chuckled.

"It's perfectly normal for senior employees to care about new employees."

Thirteen Orphans said shamelessly.

"But you touched me harder than that customer, and in the end you didn't tell me what you figured out."

"I'll say it expressionlessly," said Yaoji.

"Ah~"

Liu Zheng finally understood why Yiji disliked Thirteen Orphans so much.

"Hmm, Uncle Hachijo, I hope I haven't caused you any trouble as a newcomer?"

Thirteen Orphans promptly changed the subject.

"hehe."

Eight gave him a forced, insincere smile.

"No, it's one thing for Yaoji to laugh at me, but why are you laughing at me too, Uncle Batiao?"

Thirteen Orphans was completely baffled.

"Then you can ask the newcomer."

The word "newcomer" was emphasized in the eight sentences.

"Renhe, what have you done?"

Thirteen Orphans looked at Liu Zheng.

"I just did what I could to help Mr. Hachijo. Maybe Mr. Hachijo was so moved by my diligence and competence that he couldn't speak."

Liu Zheng looked completely innocent.

"You better speak properly, or I'll get you a customer who's even more difficult than Shi Tiantian."

Thirteen Orphans threatened.