Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Durian walked out of the workshop with a deathly pale face.

“He has just offended our esteemed guest, and according to the store rules, we must punish him severely. I suggest that you, the guest, do it yourself.”

The store manager presented a fruit knife with both hands.

The fruit knife looked ordinary; even the handle was plastic, and there was still some juice left on the blade.

But Liu Zheng sensed an unusual danger; the cold light on the blade stung his eyes.

He blinked, and surprisingly, two drops of bloody tears actually came out.

"I forgot to remind you, you can't stare at this knife for too long, or you'll hurt your eyes."

The store manager said upon seeing this.

"Isn't it a bit too late for you to say this now?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"It's my fault. I'll give you a fruit platter for free later."

"That's what the store manager said."

"Okay, fine, I'll forgive you this time. What kind of knife is this?"

he asked.

"This is the prized possession of our 'Busy Hours' Fruit Company."

The store manager replied.

"A clone."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"You're breathing so heavily, I thought everyone in your town had one of these treasures."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"Haha, sorry, this is just my personal speaking habit. Please."

The shop manager handed him the knife handle, pointing the tip of the knife towards himself.

"How should they be punished?"

Liu Zheng gripped the knife handle, a sudden urge to cut something arose within him.

“Cut off a piece of his ‘flesh,’ but of course, that’s the most we can do.”

The store manager held up one little finger.

"Any part is fine?"

"Any part is fine."

The store manager nodded.

"You don't mean cutting that 'meat', do you?"

He reacted.

"Yes."

"Wow, that's a pretty severe punishment."

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue in amazement.

This punishment is almost as severe as that of the Bloody Restaurant incident.

"This is a privilege reserved for members who strongly support our company's business."

The store manager emphasized.

"understood."

In other words, you first need to be a member, and secondly, you need to have a high level of spending. He probably just met the requirements.

"Or, you can choose to forgive him."

"That's what the store manager said."

"That's a bit unnecessary."

With a flash of silver light, Liu Zheng raised his tentacle, a thin slice of meat clinging to the tip of the fruit knife.

"Our knife skills are truly exceptional."

He said with satisfaction.

"what!"

Durian Head clutched his hand and howled in pain.

Although it's just a thin piece of meat, the pain of being cut is far beyond what the amount of meat can measure.

"Didn't you cut too much?"

Liu Zheng didn't even look at him, and handed the fruit knife to the store manager.

"No, no, it's just right."

The store manager wiped away his cold sweat and said.

He hadn't expected Liu Zheng to act so decisively.

"Next time you see this uniform, be smart. This time I'm just a piece of 'meat,' but if it were me, the boss, your whole shop would be ruined. Understand?"

Liu Zheng patted Durian Head's head with the back of his knife and said.

"understood."

Durian Head said with a livid face.

"Great. Let's go, delivery to your door."

He put the "meat" away and returned the fruit knife to the store manager.

"Okay. Um, you go get the car."

The store manager put away the fruit knife and gave an instruction to one of the employees.

Soon, the shop assistants loaded the goods onto the truck and drove Liu Zheng to the entrance of the Workers' New City residential area in a pickup truck of the same model.

"Wait a moment."

The barrier gate was quickly raised, but the security guard in the guard booth came out and stopped them.

"He's not an employee of your store, is he?"

The security guard pointed to Liu Zheng in the passenger seat and said.

"This gentleman is one of our members and a major client."

The shop assistant replied.

"What does that have to do with me? He's not a resident of our community, so he can't come in."

The security guard said firmly.

"This"

The shop assistants had never encountered such a situation before and were unsure how to respond.

But Liu Zheng immediately told him.

A hundred-yuan bill was placed on the steering wheel.

“The agreement we signed with you did not state that only residents of this community can receive home delivery.”

The shop assistant immediately replied.

"Isn't this mentioned in the agreement?"

The security guard was a little unsure.

"Absolutely not. You can check it now if you don't believe me, but if it really isn't there, I'm going to file a complaint against you."

The shop assistant threatened.

"What if there is one?"

The security guard said somewhat indignantly.

A hundred-yuan bill was placed on the steering wheel again.

"If I had one, I'd chop off my orange top and give it to you."

The shop assistant said firmly.

"Who wants your orange peel? It's like I can't afford it."

The security guard muttered something, then reluctantly moved aside.

"Not bad, young man, you have a bright future."

The pickup truck drove into the residential area, and Liu Zheng patted the employee of the Orange Head store on the shoulder.

"Thank you for the compliment, then this..."

The shop assistant's eyes fell on the two bright green banknotes on the steering wheel.

"Didn't you put this up there yourself?"

he said with a smile.

"Ah, yes, yes. Haha, I had forgotten myself."

The shop assistant smiled, pretending not to be embarrassed at all, and put away the money.

Soon, the pickup truck arrived at Building 6.

"Alright, you can go back now, just leave the stroller with me."

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay, I'll install it for you."

The shop assistant helped him load the fruit onto the cart and then drove away.

It's just a stroller; once it's given away, that's fine.

After the pickup truck drove away, Liu Zheng pushed the cart directly past Building 6 and headed towards Building 8.

Buildings 8 and 6 are not close to each other; there are a full six buildings in between. The layout of this community is quite absurd.

He took the elevator to the 4th floor and then arrived at the door of room 404.

"Ding dong~"

Liu Zheng rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

A gentle female voice came from the room.

"I'm the one who gave you the Paradise Island vacation vouchers for two."

He said it in a low voice, and then waited quietly.

A moment later, the door opened.

A cow-horse dressed in gray pajamas stood inside the door, with a shower cap on its head.

"Oh dear, you're already here, why did you bring anything?"

The cows and horses saw the mountain of fruit and complained softly.

"Of course, it would be very impolite to come empty-handed on the first visit."

Liu Zheng smiled and said.

"As expected of humans, they know how to be polite. Let's move on."

The cow called out.

"okay."

He was about to put the cart inside when he was stopped by the cows and horses.