Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"You go and open the door."

The oxen and horses gave the order.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng pushed open the door, and Bai Yuji stood outside with a serious expression.

"Huh? You're eating 'meat bones'?"

Its sharp gaze pierced straight at the cattle and horses.

"Wow, you could smell that? Your nose is even better than a dog's."

The ox and horse said happily.

"Did this human bring it again?"

The white-feathered chicken asked.

"It was under my skillful leadership that he managed to get it done."

The ox and horse corrected its statement.

"I really don't know where you got your lucky break from. I'm going to tell the boss that new employees should have priority in choosing kitchen staff from now on."

The white-feathered rooster said with considerable envy.

"The right to choose first isn't something you can just decide; it depends on departmental performance, okay? In terms of performance these days, your kitchen and customer service departments combined can't compete with our delivery department."

"Niu Ma said confidently."

"Are his performance records related to food delivery?"

"How can it not be related? If he hadn't gone out to deliver food, would he have had the opportunity to cause trouble? If he hadn't caused trouble, would he have achieved so much?"

The ox and horse spoke with conviction.

"I can't be bothered to talk to you. Human, are you selling your body outside?"

The white-feathered chicken looked at Liu Zheng and said.

"You can see that?"

This time, it was Liu Zheng's turn to be surprised.

"As a great chef, nothing escapes my eyes."

The white-feathered rooster said proudly.

"Okay, I'm short of money when I go shopping, so I have no choice but to sell my meat."

"Your meat is also the restaurant's property. Even if it needs to be sold, it can only be sold to me. This is a one-time exception, and there will be no next time."

The white-feathered rooster said sternly.

"heard it."

He gave an ambiguous reply.

"What did you buy?"

The white-feathered chicken asked again.

"I bought an egg."

Liu Zheng took out the dragon egg.

"Dragon eggs!"

The cattle and horses swallowed the "meat bone" whole, drooling as they charged forward.

"Human, sell me the dragon egg!"

The white-feathered rooster also called out loudly.

"stop!"

Liu Zheng shouted, but it had no effect.

"This is what the boss wants."

He immediately shouted again.

The effect was immediate; the cattle, horses, and white-feathered chickens all stopped moving at once.

"You're not lying, are you?"

The ox and horse expressed their doubts.

"Boss, use your brain. Would I dare to make up lies about the restaurant owner?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"That's true. Who are you calling brainless?"

The cow and horse kicked him in the butt.

"So you mean you dared to do that outside the restaurant?"

The white-feathered rooster said in a sinister tone.

"I wouldn't dare do that outside the restaurant, or even outside the metropolis. My loyalty to my boss is as clear as the sun and the moon. My respect for my boss is as bright as the blood moon. My heart is as clear as a mirror, and everything I say and do is out of loyalty."

Liu Zheng suddenly stood at attention, placed his right hand on his heart, and spoke with great passion and fervor.

"You're a real shame you're not working at the city hall."

His sudden action caught both of them off guard, and after a long while, the ox and horse finally spoke.

"The customer service team should really come to the food delivery department and learn some flattery skills from you."

The white-feathered chicken also spoke.

"Thank you, thank you for the compliment."

Liu Zhengchao and the two non-humans bowed slightly.

"We're not complimenting you."

The white-feathered pheasant said expressionlessly.

"Does the head chef mean that it's wrong for me to express my loyalty to the boss?"

He said.

"I didn't say that, don't talk nonsense."

The white-feathered chicken's feathers suddenly bristled.

"I misunderstood, I'm sorry."

Liu Zheng said it, but he wasn't embarrassed at all.

Trying to sabotage him? When it comes to stirring up trouble and manipulating words, how can a cook compare to someone who used to be a journalist?

"If you're not going to give us any, then put it away. Don't try to tempt us with your food."

The oxen and horses interrupted their verbal exchange.

"Oh well."

Liu Zheng readily accepted good advice.

"Napoleon, what are you doing here again?"

The ox and the horse asked.

"Deliver something to this human."

White Feather Chicken took off his chef's hat and pulled out a cosplay outfit.

"Thank you, head chef."

Liu Zheng accepted it with a broad smile.

"Don't be too happy yet. When are you going to do what you promised me?"

The white-feathered rooster questioned.

"Now you can."

He did some calculations and said.

Laser pointer, three-dimensional mirror, cosplay costume—his trump cards are even more impressive this time than when he last appeared on the scene. Taking down a former member of a special operations team shouldn't be a problem.

"Okay, I'll place the order right away."

The white-feathered chicken said decisively.

"Wait a minute, let me bring Ottawa over first and have it set up your cosplay outfit in your style."

After Liu Zheng finished speaking, he called the white goose.

"Brother, the cosplay outfit has arrived, and Chef Napoleon is here too. Could you please take some time to come over?"

He said respectfully.

"Okay."

Without saying much, the big white goose quickly appeared at the door of the lounge.

"Long time no see, Ottawa."

The white-feathered pheasant greeted us first, but its tone was not enthusiastic.

"Long time no see, Chef Napoleon."

The big white goose returned the greeting.

"Wouldn't this count as a meeting between the heads of three departments?"

Liu Zheng said jokingly.

"You're talking nonsense again, young man. The British minister is the head of the customer service department."

The big white goose said reproachfully.

"A former supervisor is still a supervisor. The British minister represents the present of the customer service department, while you represent the past. Without the past, how can we move forward?"

He said with a grin.

"It's a shame you're not working at the city hall. You should really have the guys in the customer service department come to you to learn how to flatter."

The big white goose praised.

"These are our lines!"

The oxen, horses, and white-feathered chickens all spoke in unison.

Chapter 503 Liu Zheng: Boss, does it know about us?

After all the commotion, the big white goose started making its cosplay outfit.

It wasn't familiar with the white-feathered chicken; it had already gone to the customer service department when the latter came to the kitchen.

But now that the white-feathered chicken is standing here and it's being imitated, the resulting cosplay will naturally be quite good.

With the goose's amazing makeup skills, the final product left even the white-feathered chickens stunned.

"Is this me?"

The white-feathered chicken pointed at the cosplay outfit and asked.

"This is not you. You, the chicken, are far more wise and powerful than this one."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Well, that's true."

The white-feathered chicken nodded in satisfaction.

"Make good use of this cosplay outfit, don't embarrass me, or I'll turn you into mashed potatoes and minced meat."

It stared at Liu Zheng and threatened him.

"I really didn't order that hash brown."