Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

However, with the matter of Haruko involved, the struggle is bound to escalate.

"Okay, please write down my phone number and tell me the details after we get out."

Liu Zheng gave out his phone number.

"So you're agreeing to help me?"

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping ourselves."

Thirteen Orphans denied his statement.

"You're right."

People in the metropolis are all stubborn; he's used to it.

"Tell your women to stop causing trouble. I'll tell you the location later."

"However, I will not help you save people, nor will I help you escape."

Thirteen said.

"no problem."

Liu Zheng nodded.

There was no need for Thirteen Orphans to help with the rescue, and as for the escape route, Eight-Tie Grandpa had already prepared it for him.

After finishing their business, Thirteen Yao didn't bother with further conversation and turned to leave.

But when he reached the door, he turned back.

"Kid, kill as few people as possible. They're just employees."

His tone even carried a hint of pleading.

"Don't worry, those who know me know that I am actually a pacifist."

"hehe."

Thirteen Orphans glanced at the room, which looked like it had been through a typhoon, and turned to leave.

Liu Zheng then called the deputy minister and Yaoji, telling them to stop the operation.

A while later, the deputy minister and Yaoji returned.

"Thirteen said that Qingzi was locked on the 6th floor. Go straight out of the elevator and it's the fifth room on the left."

The deputy minister said.

"Okay. By the way, do you have anything that can hold Wanzi?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Carrying Wanzi on his back to rescue people is too dangerous, and the legendary delivery box can't hold him.

Moreover, there's Shao Yanming's head inside; even if it could fit, he wouldn't dare to.

"I must have owed you something in my past life."

The deputy minister glared at him resentfully, then took off the water off his clothes.

"Here, just wrap her up. This is my favorite piece of clothing, so remember to return it to me."

she warned.

"Don't worry, if you break it, I'll send you a better one."

Liu Zheng took the water bottle, and sure enough, no item description popped up.

"come in."

He spread the clothes on the ground and waved to Wanzi.

"Oh."

Wanzi obediently responded and curled up into a ball inside her clothes.

Yaoji walked over, tied the clothes into a bundle, and then hung it around Liu Zheng's neck.

"Thank you, Yoko-neechan. I'm leaving now. Take care of yourselves."

He spoke to the two of them.

"Will we meet again?"

"Yaoji asked."

"Will do."

Liu Zheng nodded, then left the room like a whirlwind.

When the two chased him out of the room, he had already disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Chapter 409 French Kiss, and Twice!

Standing in front of the three elevators, Liu Zheng didn't hesitate and went straight into the one with the Samurai Ichiro.

He doesn't fit the criteria for the film about the weeping woman, and as for the film about the laughing old man, he doesn't have time to play chess right now.

Although I'm very interested in the rewards for these two elevators, business comes first.

Anyway, Liu Zheng had a feeling that he would come back again.

"Is this your true form? Indeed, you are worthy of a battle."

The samurai's eyes lit up the moment he saw Liu Zheng.

"Please enlighten me, Your Excellency."

Without saying a word, he placed his hand directly on the hilt of the knife.

"Give me a damn thing! I'm busy, I don't have time. Let me go right now."

Liu Zheng said irritably.

Although both are violent maniacs, he is different from a martial arts fanatic like Samurai Ichip.

His destructive urges stem from dissatisfaction with the world, while Samurai Ichip simply wants to fight.

"It won't take up too much of your time. If you defeat me, I'm willing to take you as my disciple and teach you all the sword techniques of the Heavenly Path Sound Killing Style."

The samurai, seeing the opportunity, was immediately excited and offered a generous price.

After serving as an elevator for so many years, the people who ride it are too weak to be satisfied with fighting, and the strong don't ride it. The knife is almost rusting from being idle.

"Yes, next time, definitely next time."

It must be said that the price offered by Samurai Ichifa was indeed very generous, and Liu Zheng had to use a lot of willpower to refuse it.

"Alright. It seems you intend to leave the bathhouse."

The samurai looked regretful.

"Did you see it?"

"While I may be somewhat straightforward, I am not stupid."

Samurai was somewhat speechless.

"Hahaha. I'm going to the basement later, can you keep an eye on things for me?"

Liu Zheng laughed it off.

"Who are you stopping?"

"Everyone. I have a prince complex; I don't like taking the elevator with others, and I don't need to wait."

He said.

"Very well. Do not forget what you promised me."

Samurai Ichiro reminded him.

"Don't worry, I always keep my promises, there's nothing I won't do."

"How many things have you promised but failed to do?"

"Issue asked the samurai."

"not yet."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

He will only agree to things for which there is a solution, even if the solution process is a little complicated.

"You can now be called a trustworthy person."

The samurai said admiringly.

Even he has made many promises he couldn't keep, especially to his family.

"In the metropolis, you can cooperate with good people and bad people, but you can't cooperate with people who have no integrity."

"That's true. But how will we contact you after you leave?"

"Issue asked the samurai."

"Don't you have a cell phone?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You jest, sir. I'm just an elevator; how could I possibly have a cell phone?"

Samurai Ichiha looked at him with a strange expression.

"You guys always manage to make sense in strange ways. I've made a few friends at the bathhouse, and I'll have them pass on messages later."

Liu Zheng said.

"Very well, then I will await your good news. Please enlighten me."

The samurai bowed slightly, then drew his sword.

He only said he wouldn't spar, but he didn't say he wouldn't follow the proper procedures.

Even if we can't have a truly exhilarating sword fight, a gathering of swords and spears can still add to the fun.

As soon as the samurai raised his sword to the sky, the swirling blood clouds in the air instantly froze, resembling chunks of red icebergs.

"Heavenly Dao Sound Killing Stream - Phoenix Falls to Kunlun".

A sharp bird cry echoed through the air, followed by a deafening roar and the earth cracking.

The red icebergs shattered into smaller pieces and crashed down on Liu Zheng.

Jade from Kunshan shatters, phoenix cries; hibiscus weeps dew, orchid smiles

Even before the samurai had fully drawn his sword, his momentum was already astonishing.

Facing Liu Zheng, whose strength had increased dramatically, he no longer held back and attacked with deadly moves.

Looking at this scene of natural disaster, Liu Zheng felt a sense of déjà vu.

In Atlantis, a superior being known as the Moon Demon also summoned a similar blood-red meteor shower.

At that time, he could only rely on "Flesh Rebirth" and several items to tough it out, and in the end, he only survived that wave with the help of "Foolish Spider" Muro.

It's hard for Liu Zheng to tell whether the Moon Demon, who descended with the body of a mortal, or the warrior empowered by the special space of the elevator, is stronger.

But now, with the double boost of cosplay and the legendary deliveryman outfit, he is far superior to his former self in Atlantis.

"So, I'm the only one who can conquer the world by blindly hacking and slashing?"

Liu Zheng watched the warrior unleash a move even more spectacular than movie special effects, and felt a surge of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Imagine him, a player of such stature, wielding two kitchen knives, fighting his way from the metropolis to the city of Atlantis, killing anyone who stood in his way, and even gods. He had several perfect-level items and wore a legendary-level set of armor.

Then look at the people he associates with; aren't they all powerful figures from various ethnic groups, local heroes, and even a casual move they make can produce special effects that a domestic film couldn't achieve even with a billion-dollar budget?

Liu Zheng's attack methods were even more unpretentious than those of the community security guards.

It really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.

Of course, there's nothing we can do about it.

Currently, it seems that the attack methods of those non-human races are basically extensions of their racial characteristics, which he cannot learn even if he wanted to.