Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He glared at the fisherman.

"What are you looking at? You think I'm not good at fishing? Then I'll throw you back into the river, and you'll have to swim back up."

The fisherman glared back.

"No~ How could that be~ You caught it so well, the strength, angle, and speed were all perfect, no wonder you are the legendary sewer spokesperson, the fisherman master."

Liu Zheng put on a smiling face.

"Hmph, you've certainly mastered the art of flattery. Here you go."

The fisherman threw the resentful fish at him.

Liu Zheng quickly caught it, but the item description did not appear.

"Hmm? Father-in-law, you don't mean you've taken a fancy to this fish, do you?"

he asked.

"You're crazy. I'm not dead, what would I need it for? But if you keep calling me father-in-law, I don't mind trying to see if it can be used for large-scale breeding."

The fisherman threatened.

"Hahaha, definitely not. It's not even a living creature, so it certainly can't reproduce. Speaking of which, what if it sobers up and runs away?"

Liu Zheng said with concern.

That said, the mechanism by which the system determines whether something is an item is truly baffling.

"Of course it will, and as soon as this kind of spirit touches the ground, it can escape back to the sewers."

The fisherman said gleefully.

"Ah? Um, Yue."

"Ok?"

The fisherman made a sound through his nostrils.

"The beloved father of the female divers."

He immediately changed his tune.

"Hmm~"

The fisherman nodded in satisfaction.

"Could you please think of a solution?"

Liu Zheng spoke in a voice even stickier than a sewer.

"You're more disgusting than the fish droppings that accumulate in a fish farm."

The fisherman said disdainfully.

"I didn't mean to disgust your father-in-law, did I?"

He shrugged.

"Well, that's true."

The fisherman thought for a moment, then forcefully tore off a piece of his fingernail.

"hiss!"

A cry of pain.

"It's not like I tore your fingernail, what are you yelling about?"

The fisherman said irritably.

"Isn't it because I was afraid you would feel embarrassed to complain of pain because of your status as an elder? As the saying goes, when there is trouble, the disciple should do the work."

Liu Zheng said with a respectful expression.

"Who said I'm embarrassed?"

"So you really don't feel any pain?"

He asked in surprise.

Could it be that fishermen also have the ability to alleviate pain?

"Hehe, why don't you give it a try?"

The fisherman sneered.

"Okay."

With a flash of light, three tentacles fell to the ground.

"Father-in-law, you've worked hard. I'll keep you company with three things."

Liu's face twitched, but he spoke calmly.

"you boy"

Even though the fisherman was a man of many experiences, he couldn't help but be moved when he saw the tentacles still twitching on the ground.

He cast his fishing hook and threw all three tentacles into the river, watching them dissolve in the water.

"Don't litter next time, or I'll have to clean it up."

The fisherman said with disdain.

"OK."

Liu Zheng smiled and agreed.

The fisherman stared at him for a few seconds, then flicked his fingernail.

The fingernail transformed into a straight hook, piercing into the ball of light within the resentful fish.

"It's done. As long as you don't stimulate it, it won't wake up, but it will only last for a month."

"That's what the fisherman said."

"Enough is enough."

Liu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Forget a month, even a week would be enough.

"I'm leaving?"

he asked tentatively.

"Wait a moment."

The fisherman called out to him, cast his line into the river, and caught a small, pinkish-white fish.

"Take this fish to the Ama (female diver)."

He said.

"What kind of fish is this? It's quite beautiful."

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"This is my newly bred cream strawberry fish."

"It not only retains the tender texture of the fish, but also imparts the flavor of creamy strawberries, and has no fishy odor whatsoever."

The fisherman said smugly.

"Isn't your customer base a bit niche?"

He said politely.

"It doesn't matter, I wasn't planning to sell it anyway."

"I see. I will certainly convey your deep love for your daughter."

Liu Zheng patted his chest and assured him.

"What's all this talk about love? This is all I can do. I can't even help her when those bald monks are targeting her. What kind of father am I?"

The fisherman suddenly lost interest.

"Isn't that what I'm here for? I'm your assistant, so if I help her, it's the same as you helping her."

He comforted.

"You? You're nothing but a fart!"

The fisherman suddenly cursed and then kicked him into the sewer.

"Get lost, don't bother me today."

After cursing, the fisherman leaped into the river and disappeared into the water.

"Being a father is not easy, and being a good father is even more difficult."

Liu Zheng got up from the ground, shaking his head as he climbed the well ladder.

Fortunately, he was an orphan with no family ties.

"Go to 'Die Well' Funeral Home."

Back in the tank, Liu Zheng still chose the "Delicious Death" funeral home over the Dukang Winery.

It wasn't that he didn't want the vampire girl to grow bigger; it was mainly because even the white-feathered chicken at Dukang Winery said it was dangerous, so it might take a long time.

He's here today to clear the list, so these troublesome tasks will have to wait.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave for the time being."

The driver shook his head.

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng immediately became alert.

"what's the situation?"

he asked.

"Look."

The driver pressed the fire button, and a burst of bullets shot out from the machine gun muzzle, crashing into the invisible barrier in the air and scattering countless sparks.

And one black circle after another appeared in the light of the sparks, surrounding the tank.

"The Yuan Shen Cult?"

Liu Zheng's gaze sharpened.

"Since we've met an old friend, won't you come out to greet him?"

A familiar voice came from outside the circle.

"You didn't even show up, so what's the point of seeing me?"

Liu Zheng shouted irritably into the car loudspeaker.

"Since you wish to see me, then I shall not refuse."

As the voices spoke, a man in a black robe and wearing an iron mask stepped into the circle.

"Long time no see, Liu Zheng."

He spoke with a trilled "r" accent.

"It shouldn't be long for you, Garcia, after all, it's only been a few days."

Liu Zheng pursed his lips.

"But for me, each day feels like an eternity. You may have almost forgotten me, but I miss you dearly."

Garcia said with a smile.

"There's no need for that. I'll just say no. My sexual orientation is perfectly normal. I only like natural women with curves in all the right places, fair skin, and beautiful features."

"How do you know I'm not a woman?"

Garcia switched to a soft, seductive voice.

"Yue, I'm open to fighting or negotiating, just stop disgusting me, okay?"