Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Grandma Tang is becoming increasingly reckless. If this continues, the people at the bathhouse will really fall apart. If the Hundred Ghosts Parade is ruined in my hands, how will I have the face to meet the past ministers?"

Thirteen Orphans said with a serious expression.

"Your assimilation has deepened again."

Hearing such impassioned words, Hachijo showed no emotion whatsoever; instead, he frowned.

Given Thirteen's personality, even if that's what he thought in his heart, he wouldn't say it out loud.

"There's nothing I can do about it; I'm just such a good minister."

Thirteen Orphans said proudly.

After the ministers of each generation died, a portion of their souls would be collected and enshrined in the bathhouse.

The newly appointed minister can communicate with these spirits and gain their experience and skills, which can be considered a perk of being a minister.

The Thirteen Orphans' "Southern Dipper Dark Demon Fist" was learned from the spirit of a certain minister.

However, such communication can also affect the new minister's personality, and he may even be possessed by those spirits in the end.

The higher the degree of identification those spirits have with the new minister, the more efficient the communication will be.

At the same time, the more loyal a minister is to the Hyakki Gyokai (Hundred Demons Parade), the more souls he leaves behind.

This is both a constraint on ministers and a benefit for them.

"You're getting cocky, aren't you? What will you do when you get possessed?"

Eight points of dissatisfaction.

"Live for today, enjoy life while you can, why worry about so much? You, on the other hand, are so cautious and cunning. Have you been a minister for a hundred years and been happy?"

Thirteen Orphans said nonchalantly.

“You’re not me, how do you know I’m unhappy? My granddaughter is smart and filial, and I want to live to see her get married and have a great-grandson. Do you think everyone is like you, all alone?”

Hachijo mocked.

"Hey, Uncle Hachijo, personal attacks are pointless. You just mentioned great-grandson, are you planning to find a son-in-law to live with you?"

"Is that not allowed? With my granddaughter's qualifications, she's more than qualified to take in one son-in-law, or even ten."

Eight said proudly.

"That's right. With the guys at our bathhouse, we can pick anyone we want. But I think what you really want isn't anyone else, but rather the person and that guy, right?"

Thirteen Orphans saw through his thoughts.

"So what?"

"I have no objection, but I'm afraid someone like that wouldn't agree to be a live-in son-in-law."

Thirteen Orphans shook his head.

"At worst, I'll give him all my possessions, and then we can have a few more children, and one of them can take my surname."

Eight measures have been planned.

"You're really generous."

Thirteen clicked his tongue in amazement.

Although the boiler room didn't have as much profit as the massage parlor, Hachijo had been the department head for over a hundred years, so you can imagine how wealthy he had accumulated.

Even in the city, it's enough to live a middle-class or higher lifestyle.

"There's an old saying among the people of Aurora: 'Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them.' People like you who don't have children wouldn't understand that."

Eight points were used to mock him again.

"It's as if you think that if you treat your children well, they will definitely be filial to you."

Thirteen rolled her eyes.

He himself has no children, but a large number of his subordinates have started families, and quite a few of them have illegitimate children.

Even if he's not smart and filial, he's still a model child if he doesn't cause trouble.

"Yes, that's why I cherish having such a wonderful granddaughter. Is there a problem?"

Eight said confidently.

"No problem. Damn it, I'll go find Old Man Qing as soon as I get back. I helped her so much this time, it's not too much to ask her to have a child for me, is it?"

Thirteen Orphans grumbled and cursed.

"You should think about how to deal with Granny Tang first. She won't let you off easily this time."

"Tch, you think I'm afraid of her? Let her go to my pig farm if she dares."

"Hey, what? Okay, I understand, I'm coming right away."

Thirteen Orphans raised his phone and pretended to answer it.

"Well, I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll be going now."

He said hello and left in a hurry.

"Even after becoming a minister, he's still this shameless."

Eight points are somewhat speechless.

However, this is also good, because the stronger one's personality, the less likely one is to be possessed.

"Is it really okay to bring Grandma Qian back?"

he said to himself.

Then he shook his head and led the golden dumplings toward the boiler room.

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"Did you go down the sewers again?"

Looking at Liu Zheng, who was covered in filth, Dr. Nile asked with some disgust.

"How could that be? You've been to the sewers before, this smell is nothing like the real thing from the sewers."

He said seriously.

If you disgust me, I'll disgust you.

"Yue! Stop talking, stop talking, I'm about to throw up the honey drink I just had."

Sure enough, this method was extremely effective on the Nile River doctor, who had also eaten sewage.

"Hehe. Where are the people who are having a blast?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"They were afraid that gathering together would make them too conspicuous, so they were all lying in ambush in the dark, and told us to just keep going."

"That's what the Nile doctor said."

"Alright, I was planning to say hello anyway. Where's Niu Daji?"

"It went to wait by the torii gate, afraid that we might run into trouble when we go out later."

"That's what the Nile doctor replied."

"Okay, let's go then."

Although Liu Zheng also disliked himself, he couldn't possibly go to the Gaga Soothing Bathhouse to take a bath and then change his clothes, could he?

He's here to do personal work, not for a vacation.

Liu Zheng handed the eye to the Nile doctor, who, despite looking constipated, accepted it.

Then one of them started galloping, while the other opened his golden crown, creating two gusts of wind in the alley.

The drainpipe outlet was already close to the bathhouse exit, and the two of them were accelerating at full speed, so in just a few breaths they arrived in front of the torii gate.

"Damn thief, don't run!"

A familiar roar came from afar.

Liu Zheng turned around and saw an old woman wearing a European-style court dress flying towards him.

Her eyes burned with a frenzied rage, and the wrinkles on her face deepened, making her look like a writhing annelid.

On her right hand, the ring finger, which should have been adorned with a ring like the other fingers, was now bare.

Clearly, this old woman is Granny Tang.

Grandma Tang is actually quite tall, at least 1.9 meters tall.

However, her body proportions were so abnormal that she looked like a dwarf.

However, upon seeing the vast and imposing foot soldiers behind her, her image became even more imposing.

"What is Grandma Tang doing? So many people are blocking the road. Who will be responsible for the business disruptions caused by this?"

Yuan Bao'er, leading the group of Ga Ga Shuang, rushed out from the alley next to them, blocking the way of the Hundred Ghosts.

She was still wrapped in black bandages, but her voice was louder.

I don't know if it's because I've become stronger or if I've used some kind of recovery secret.

"Yuan Bao'er, so it was your GaGaShuang Bathhouse that was behind this!"

Grandma Tang was furious when she saw this.

"Don't make baseless accusations. I have no idea what you're talking about. I was just taking my employees out for team building."

Yuan Bao'er retorted.

"Then why are you blocking my way?"

Grandma Tang sneered.

"Our team building activity was simply taking a walk, and of course, we could walk whenever we wanted and stop whenever we wanted. Everyone, are you satisfied with this team building activity?"

Yuan Bao'er turned around and asked.

"satisfy!"

"Gaga Shuang!" everyone shouted.

"Look, the employees' demands are too strong, there's nothing I can do."

Yuan Bao'er shrugged.

“Yuan Bao’er, you’re breaking the rules and siding with outsiders. Aren’t you afraid I’ll impeach you at the regular meeting?”

Grandma Tang said with a gloomy face.

Where there are people, there is a world of its own; where there is society, there is politics. Bathhouse Street naturally has its own political system.

Generally speaking, the merchants themselves are responsible for resolving any issues that occur within their respective venues.

However, when it comes to disputes among merchants or public affairs, these issues are discussed and voted on at the regular meeting of the bathhouse district.

"I don't follow the rules, and I'll side with outsiders? Hahahaha!"

Yuan Bao'er was so angry she laughed.

"Fine, you're shameless, so I'm not afraid of death. If you dare to use this to impeach me, I'll risk everything to fight you to the death."

"Don't think you're so great just because you own half a street. We five families outside the pass have never been afraid of anyone when we fight to the death."

"Guys, don't you think so?"

"Yes!"

The people at the GaGaShuang Bathhouse shouted in unison.

Although their numbers were not as large as those of the Hundred Ghosts Parade, their imposing presence was in no way inferior.

Yuan Bao'er is much more generous to her employees than Grandma Tang, and the employees of Ga Ga Shuang are more motivated than those of Bai Gui Xing.

"What do you mean?"

Grandma Tang's expression froze.

"You know what I mean. Don't think you've covered your tracks perfectly. You can always find evidence if you want to."

"I'm busy with other things right now and don't have time to argue with you. But if you insist on picking a fight today, then I'll explode."