Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Of course, he only thought about it.

Becoming a human-sheep hybrid was the limit he could accept; becoming a human-dog hybrid would trigger his "big brother" PTSD.

As for pets, forget about it. Tindalos's strength is at least greater than that of the French plane tree. Liu Zheng is more like its pet.

I don't know how the miniature people tamed it; perhaps they relied on knowledge and wisdom.

"You came back pretty quickly this time, kid."

"Back in the lounge," Niu Ma said.

"Something happened, I'll tell you later."

After Liu Zheng finished speaking, he took out his phone and dialed the number of the deputy director.

"You can order takeout now."

"it is good."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone and quickly told Niu Ma about Wang Manni.

"Damn it, we're doomed."

The cattle and horses were terrified.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

He was utterly puzzled.

Niu Ma and Wang Manni have no relation whatsoever, why are you so nervous?

"With the plot like this, if you two don't have sex after you're done, the audience won't agree. I'm doomed, I'm going to lose all my business capital."

The ox and horse said with mournful faces.

"That's truly something to celebrate."

Liu said expressionlessly.

"No way, you have to promise me you won't sleep with that Wang something-ni, or I'll beat you to a pulp right now and make sure you can't deliver food anymore."

The oxen and horses grumbled.

"It's Wang Manni. That's fine then, boss, go and help me rescue her."

He said.

"That won't do. I have no relation to that Manny. Why should I save her?"

The cattle and horses resolutely refused.

"Then I'll go save them myself."

"Then you have to promise me you won't sleep with that Wang Man."

The ox and horse persisted.

"Okay, okay, I agree. But since I helped you protect your capital, you have to give me something in return, right?"

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

"You little punk, trying to take advantage of my misfortune, huh? I'm your boss, isn't it only right that you help me?"

The ox and horse glared at each other.

“Wang Manni is half my subordinate, which means she’s half your subordinate too. It’s only right for a boss to help his subordinate.”

He retorted with his own words.

"Damn, I really can't argue with you humans."

The ox and horse grumbled and spat out a metal bottle from their mouths.

Liu Zheng picked up the metal bottle, and an item description popped up.

Name: Expired Widespread Insecticide (Single Use)

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Inflicts weakness and fear on insects within range. There is a chance that it will explode upon use."

"Note: We are pests! We are pests!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

"Hey bro, how come you have one of these too?"

he said in surprise.

"Nonsense, you've delivered flyers to office buildings before, do you think I haven't?"

The ox and horse rolled their eyes.

"Then why is it expired?"

"Because I don't need it with my abilities. But since I've already taken it, I'll just keep it for now. If I keep it, it'll expire."

"The ox and horse said."

"I'm envious."

Given Liu Zheng's strength and the intensity of the Metropolis, it would be difficult to even save the items for the next dungeon, let alone let them expire.

"That's why I'm telling you to focus on improving your own strength. No matter how many props you have, they're just external things; without your own power, they're all useless."

The oxen and horses took the opportunity to preach.

"Next time, next time for sure."

He said perfunctorily.

Just then, the ghost hand crawled in from outside the door.

This time, it went straight to Liu Zheng, put down the takeout order, patted his hoof, and left.

"Meal: One serving of Longjing shrimp and pork heart"

Address: Room 666, 5th Floor, Pink Panther Nightclub

"Orderer: Deputy Director Li"

Time Limit: One Hour

Liu Zheng put away the takeout orders and walked out of the break room.

He put the food container directly into the Legendary delivery box, and after confirming that everything was correct, he carried the delivery box onto his back and entered the delivery lane.

"Excuse me, Colonel, I still need to rent a car."

He made a phone call to the driver as he walked.

"Renting a car is not out of the question, but only regular cars will do. And you'll have to drive it yourself."

the driver said.

"Then let's get a sports car."

Liu Zheng said.

"Row."

The driver agreed.

As I walked out of the delivery lane, a classic yellow Chevrolet Camaro was parked at the entrance.

"Wow, a bumblebee!"

He was a little surprised.

Anyone who has seen Transformers would love to have a cool and stylish sports car that can also fight for them.

Liu Zheng got into the driver's seat and was about to speak when he saw a note stuck to the steering wheel.

"Stop fucking asking, I can't transform, you idiot."

A hand gesture with the middle finger raised was also drawn at the back.

"whispering sound."

He tore up the note and started the engine.

With a tap of the accelerator, Bumblebee transformed into a streak of yellow light and shot off towards the southeast of the city.

In the southeast of the city, the Pink Panther nightclub is still brightly lit tonight.

Despite its seemingly mundane name, the interior design follows a postmodern style, but incorporates some classical elements, making it less abstract.

In addition, its projects offer good value for money and the service level is acceptable, making it very popular among urban white-collar workers.

The Pink Panther nightclub has six floors. The first floor is a restaurant and bar, the second floor is a dance floor, the third and fourth floors are private rooms, and the sixth floor is an office area.

As for the fifth floor, this floor is the VIP area.

Those who like to spend money here are often customers who have extremely high requirements for privacy and do not like conventional services.

The waiters working on this floor must first act like wooden dolls when no customers are making requests, and secondly, they must learn to distinguish who the real customers are.

However, the waiter, Leopard Jump, did not do a very good job in this regard.

It not only has ADHD, but also has some face blindness. Once, it mistook a guest for someone else and led them to the wrong private room, almost causing a riot.

The reason why Leopard Jump is still alive and even working on the fifth floor is quite simple.

It's related to the pink panther, as evidenced by its pink tail and pink fur.

Many employees even suspected that it was actually the boss's illegitimate child.

There were other leopards in the nightclub, but none of them had the same pink fur as these two.

So after that blunder, the manager on the fifth floor didn't dare to assign Leopard Jump to a service position. Instead, he put it at the entrance of the fifth floor as a doorman, only responsible for verifying whether the other party was a guest with an appointment. He also arranged a clever employee to be its partner, which can be considered a lot of effort.

Despite this, Leopard Jump thinks he actually has a pretty good eye for talent.

For example, right now, it can tell that the person coming up from the fourth floor is definitely not a guest with a reservation.

After all, even the most adventurous guests wouldn't come to have fun carrying a bloodstained butcher's knife and an enormous suitcase.

Its partner, a slick-haired chimpanzee, naturally noticed this as well and mustered up the courage to step forward and stop it.

"let me."

Leopard Leap stopped it and took a few steps forward himself.

Although it wasn't very bright and had poor eyesight, it was still quite strong, no less so than those security guards. Otherwise, it would have been beaten to death by the guests that time it led the wrong person to the wrong private room.

It also has self-esteem, and since it's rare to have such a good chance, it naturally wants to show off.

"Hello."

Leopard Jump used its massive body to block the way of the approaching person.

"Do you have an appointment?"

it asked.

"No, but my client has an appointment."

The person came said.

"Your client? Did you arrange to meet him in the private room on the fifth floor to discuss business?"

"Leopard Jump asked in confusion."

"You don't recognize the clothes I'm wearing?"

The person who came, Liu Zheng, seemed even more puzzled than it.

It's one thing for those country bumpkins not to recognize his uniform, but even the waitresses at the city nightclubs don't recognize him. When did Bloody Restaurant become so unknown?

"It looks familiar, but I can't quite place it."

Leopard Jump said somewhat embarrassedly.

Its face blindness is all-encompassing; it not only has no face blindness regarding facial features and body shape, but also regarding clothing and accessories.

"He was a deliveryman at the Bloody Restaurant."