Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Sister, why don't you tell us first?"

"Alright, alright, stop pretending to be a little puppy. I almost threw up the ramen I ate this morning."

The deputy minister waved his hand dismissively.

"You should have said you didn't like it earlier, otherwise I wouldn't have done this."

Liu Zheng grinned, reverting to his usual carefree attitude.

"Working at the bathhouse is so depressing, why not watch something fun?"

"According to records, once when Lord Kunguna came to the bathhouse, he got into a conflict with another god. The two fought fiercely and turned an entire floor into ruins. Lord Kunguna was also beaten back to his original form by that god."

The deputy minister said.

"Does that god not have a name?"

"No. That one is not one of the eight gods. He was a god who was just passing by and only came once. He never came back."

The deputy minister shook his head.

"That's it"

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

"Hey, you're not really planning to solve this problem this way, are you?"

The deputy minister exclaimed in shock.

"Now that we have a solution, why not use it?"

He asked rhetorically.

“That is Lord Kunguna, a deity.”

"They're just gods. I've killed quite a few gods."

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"Don't compare those country folk gods to Lord Kunguna. Don't do anything reckless, or you'll implicate me."

The deputy minister quickly said.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure I can handle. Look at Lord Okawaryu, I've already taken care of things, haven't I?"

He said.

"If it weren't for the fact that you served Lord Okawaryu so well, I wouldn't have given you so many opportunities to say this."

The vice minister chuckled.

"Once is never enough, but don't worry, this time it will be resolved smoothly as well."

Liu Zheng said.

"I hope so. The conditions I mentioned before remain unchanged. If you dare to run away, I will still deal with both of them."

The deputy minister narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression once again filled with a chilling murderous aura.

"Then my words remain unchanged. When the time comes, I will definitely blow up the Hundred Ghosts Parade and then kill you, sister."

He shrugged.

"Then let's wait and see. Come with me."

The deputy minister grabbed him and led him out of the room, toward the other side of the corridor.

Aren't you going back to the room you were in?

Liu Zheng asked.

"What, you still want to go back and say goodbye to them?"

"No, not really. We'll see each other again soon anyway."

He shrugged.

"You speak with impeccable skill, but unfortunately, Lord Kunguna is not the kind of deity who is easily persuaded."

The deputy minister suddenly quickened her pace, and Liu Zheng was practically being dragged along by her.

She moved faster and faster until the scenery on both sides became afterimages.

"arrive."

Suddenly, the deputy minister stopped.

Liu Zheng blinked his dazzled eyes; what lay before him was a scene of hell.

Chapter 403 Are you ready to die? God

The god, dressed in a magnificent robe, lay supine on his lap, mouth agape, drinking deeply the wine poured from his cup.

The beautiful woman held a wine glass in her hand, her fingers as pale as her bare spine.

The long spine was pulled out from her neck and bent downwards over the wine glass, like a white snake bowing its head to drink water.

Bright red blood was drawn from the beauty's body, dripping down her spine into a wine glass, becoming the fine wine that moistened the lips of the gods.

Her head was used as a handrail, supporting the god's right hand.

"Oh, you've finally arrived. I thought you Hundred Ghosts Guild had started neglecting your guests too."

Kunguna opened his eyes and spoke in a languid tone.

“How could that be, God Kunguna? You are a distinguished guest of our bathhouse, and the entire bathhouse district needs your protection. We will do our best to serve you.”

The deputy minister quickly replied.

Liu Zheng glanced at her, his expression strange.

The deputy minister also said that he spoke flawlessly, and that she herself was also very good at speaking.

"What a beautiful woman who knows how to talk! Come, let me see how nimble your tongue is."

Kunguna waved to her.

"Yes, Lord Kunguna."

The deputy minister steeled himself and went over, kneeling down next to Kunguna's head.

"Lower your head and open your mouth."

Kunguna commanded.

"Yes."

The deputy minister opened his mouth, revealing a set of snow-white, even teeth.

"What a beautiful mouth, it's a pity the teeth are too straight."

Kunguna stretched out his short, thick fingers and moved them around in her mouth.

"Then I'll go down and get my teeth deformed."

The deputy minister spoke vaguely.

"No need, it can be done now."

Kunguna pinched her teeth and gently pulled, and the strong teeth were pulled out.

"what!"

Caught off guard, the deputy minister let out a scream.

It's not that non-humans necessarily have a high tolerance for pain; at least the vice minister's tolerance wasn't very high.

Of course, some guests see this as an advantage.

After all, seasoned veterans can tell whether a shout is genuine or feigned.

"Shh, don't shout. Your shouts don't sound as nice as your words."

Kunguna shook his head.

"Yes."

Just as the deputy minister had caught her breath, Kunguna pulled out another of her teeth.

"wu"

She gripped her throat muscles tightly, trying not to make a sound, her facial muscles contorting in the process.

One by one, one by one.

Soon, all of the deputy minister's teeth were pulled out by Kunguna, leaving bloody holes in his gums.

"It smells so good! The blood of a beautiful woman is even sweeter than the finest wine in the world."

Kunguna sniffed his exaggeratedly large nose, a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency. Spare me."

Sensing the loss of his life force, the deputy minister pleaded for mercy with great difficulty.

"What? I didn't hear clearly."

Kunguna said, feigning ignorance.

"Great God Kunguna, please spare me."

The deputy minister shouted with all his might.

She never expected things to turn out this way, since Kunguna rarely attacked the person in charge of the team before.

Kunguna had not shown any interest in her before.

Why? Why?

"Good things should be saved for later."

Kunguna spoke as if he knew what the deputy minister was thinking.

The deputy minister wanted to resist, but found that he was unable to mobilize his own power.

"help me."

In despair, she turned to look at Liu Zheng, her eyes filled with pleading and a desire to survive.

Seeking help from someone who was at loggerheads just minutes before, and who even made death threats, is somewhat like grasping at straws in desperation.

But now the deputy minister has no other choice. Since it's a terminal illness anyway, even a quack doctor is better than no cure at all.

Under the intense gaze of the vice minister, Liu Zheng slowly shook his head.

"Ah~"

She sighed deeply, feeling a chill in her heart, yet also a sense of relief.

Yes, even if the other person is a good man, she isn't his, so why should he save her?

“Your Excellency Kunguna, the Deputy Minister still needs to select the next candidate for you. Let me serve you instead.”

Liu Zheng spoke up.

His voice was passionate and shrill, which seemed out of place in this enchanting yet terrifying atmosphere.

Kunguna was also drawn by the sound and turned his attention to him.

"You've been peeking the whole time, haven't you?"

His thick, protruding lips curled up like two roasted black pepper sausages.

"No, I was watching openly and honestly."

Liu Zheng looked directly at the deity before him and spoke.

Although he is called a god, he actually looks more like a monster.

Kunguna has a round head with a gourd-shaped fleshy growth on top of it.

Its eyes are sausage-shaped like lips, its nose protrudes like a pig's snout, its ears are like handles, and its skin is dark yellow and pitted.

It makes Him look like a child who peed in mud and created it, but without any artistic talent.

His body was even more horrifying, with two huge lumps of fat on his round upper body, covered with patches of discoloration, making him look pitifully ugly.