Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"I understand, Green Shade Culture sent you."

Nevertheless, the stag beetle figured out the answer on its own.

Green Shade Culture is the company where Wang Manni works.

"There's no point in saying more. Chairman, for the sake of our past collaboration, please take your own life."

Shui Sishisan said.

"You want me to kill myself? Are you kidding me? Unfortunately, I don't find it funny."

"That's what the stag beetle said coldly."

"I'm not joking. Mr. Liu, if the chairman were to commit suicide, could you at least leave him with a whole body and not use him as food?"

Shui Sishisan said to Liu Zheng.

"If it saves me some trouble, I might as well do it for your sake."

The latter nodded.

"As expected of someone from Bloody Restaurant, you've got quite the arrogance. Looks like you're here specifically for me. Did Green Field Culture hire you? They haven't improved in anything else these past few years, but their patience has certainly improved. They're still cooperating with you after losing so much face."

As expected of someone who single-handedly founded a company that could threaten his former employer after leaving, Deer Antler Worm sorted everything out in just a few words.

“Only a few executives and my secretary knew my schedule. Who did you bribe? Or did you use other methods? Who told me that this money was his?”

Stag Beetle took out his wallet from his suit pocket and pulled out stacks of money.

Clearly, this wallet is also a storage device, but it should be as limited as a portable cold storage unit.

Liu Zheng looked at the money in its hand with a strange expression.

He's usually the one throwing money around at others, but today he was the one being shoved around with money.

But then he thought about it again and realized that what was really strange was that the other party was the chairman, while he was just a deliveryman. It was normal for him to be given money.

"Although I really wanted to make money off you, you might not believe it, but actually my schedule was too tight and I had to change the time at the last minute, and that's how I ran into you."

As a fellow spendthrift, Liu Zheng decided to give the stag beetle some face and let it die knowing why.

"I believe."

To his surprise, the stag beetle believed it immediately.

“If even my old buddies who fought alongside me and my secretary who promoted me have betrayed me, then I truly deserve to die. Thank you for answering my question; you deserve it.”

"Dubler, give him this money."

"It is the stag beetle," the command was given.

"If I kill him, can I have the money?"

"Dobul asked with ill intent," Dubler asked.

"No."

The stag beetle shook its head.

"whispering sound."

Dubul took the money and walked towards Liu Zheng.

His steps were large and heavy, each stomp splashing the fungal carpet with juice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The footsteps swelled together, like the beat of a hand drum, striking Liu Zheng's heart.

However, he did not feel the beauty of the rhythm; instead, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed.

Tighten and loosen, tighten and loosen.

"Wow!"

When Dubul walked up to Liu Zheng, he finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although there were no tissue fragments inside, his heart still ached dully as if it had been crushed.

"With such limited skills, you still want to become an assassin?"

Dubul looked down at Liu Zheng and sneered.

"Hey boss, can't you really let me kill him? I only need half the money."

He turned to the stag beetle and said.

“I don’t like repeating myself, Mr. Doppler. If you continue to displease me on this matter, I will file a serious complaint with the introducer.”

"It's a serious matter," said the stag beetle.

Complaints are meaningless to a cheap and effective mercenary like Dople; any employer looking for value for money will force him to choose them.

However, if a serious complaint is confirmed to be valid, his mercenary rating will be lowered, which is quite troublesome.

"Tch, you're lucky."

Dobul threw the money at Liu Zheng's face, then swaggered away, his whole demeanor riddled with flaws.

Chapter 524 Chairman: Whatever the company pays you, I'll give you ten times that amount.

Even with Liu Zheng's knife skills, he instantly thought of three ways to cut Dubul into human sticks.

However, he remained unmoved.

"hehe."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

They're only showing their backs; they're not even willing to invest the money to set a trap.

He'd be too embarrassed to cut off anyone's tentacles or hooves if he had to lure them away.

"coward."

Dubler turned around and gave him the middle finger, then returned to his seat.

How much money did Green Field Culture pay?

"The stag beetle asked."

"The starting price is 200,000, and the more you kill, the more you get paid. If I kill you, I'll give you 5 million in one go."

Liu Zheng replied honestly.

"Is my life, Lin's life, only worth five million? Green Field Culture is really getting smaller and smaller. Indeed, my decision to leave back then was the right one."

"That's what the stag beetle said dismissively."

"I also think that, judging from your demeanor, your speech, and your talent, you should be worth at least 100 million."

He wholeheartedly agreed.

“You have good judgment. I’ve heard of you, Liu Zheng. While I don’t think you can take me down, I also don’t think we need to have a conflict.”

"You may subscribe to some niche values, but personally, I don't like the things they like either. My happiness comes entirely from my career success, and I only came to the 11th floor to take advantage of the insect nest's function to get some rest."

"It's undeniable that I've done some things that you might consider dirty, but it shouldn't be to the point that you'd be so indignant."

"So you came to kill me for no other reason than self-interest."

The stag beetle spoke eloquently.

"really."

Liu Zheng admitted it.

"so what?"

"So, let's make a deal. How much did Green Field Culture pay you? I'll pay double for my life. And I'll give you double the money again. That's to buy Green Field Culture's life."

"Finally, I'll offer you the position of security consultant. You don't need to come to work, but your salary will be equivalent to that of an associate director."

"All of these combined are enough for you to accumulate in one fell swoop what others couldn't do in ten lifetimes, and become a member of the upper class in one fell swoop."

"At that time, whether you want to indulge in extravagance and revelry every night, or you want to help the poor and fight against injustice, you can enjoy it to your heart's content."

"Manager Shui has worked under me for so long, he should know my character. I, Lin, am a man of my word, whether it's to business partners or subordinates, I always mean what I say."

The stag beetle set its price.

Liu Zheng looked at Shui Sishisan, who nodded silently.

"The price offered by President Lin is very tempting, but unfortunately, I am also a person who keeps my word."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

His reputation was also a key reason why he was able to thrive in the Metropolitan area.

Even if what the antler beetle said is true, its actions did not give Liu Zheng any reason to kill it.

However, Liu Zheng also had no reason to let it go.

Money alone is not enough to make him give up what he has to rely on for a living.

After all, money can't buy life in front of truly powerful people.

"Okay. Take them both out in five minutes, Dobuler, and I'll give you three times the reward."

"That's what the stag beetle said without any hesitation."

"What if it's three minutes?"

Doples was not satisfied.

Five times.

"What if it's a minute?"

Dobul licked his lips.

"Ten times. If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to start calculating the time right now."

"I can't breathe," the stag beetle said impatiently.

"What an impatient employer."

Dubul shook his head and casually twirled his two-handed sword.

"So, please, both of you."

Suddenly, the sword light flared up, as if a dozen flashbangs had exploded at the same time.

"Go die now."

Before the flashbang's glow had faded, a gust of wind arrived in front of Liu Zheng.

The intense light combined with the strong wind made it impossible for him to open his eyes, and tears kept streaming down his face.

He instinctively raised his knife and slashed forward, but struck only air.

"Oops!"

Liu Zheng knew things were going badly, so he immediately made a sharp turn and raised his hind legs high.

That was exactly the move "kicking away".

"what?"

A slightly puzzled voice rang out, and the gust of wind came and went suddenly.

Ignoring everything else, Liu Zheng turned around and swung his four tentacles wildly, retreating as he did so.

"Four o'clock!"

Shui Sisan suddenly shouted.

Without hesitation, he immediately slashed at the four o'clock position with all three knives.

The serrated butcher knife cleaves vertically, the dragon scale knife slashes horizontally, and the insect-killing dagger thrusts straight in.

"clang!"

In the close combat, the immense force caused Liu Zheng's knees to buckle, and he was about to kneel down on the fungal carpet.

"I'll kneel before your mother!"