Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"You four hold this cow off, we'll go first, and let the delivery guy find us."

At Hua Tie's command, four burly men in suits immediately surrounded Niu Daji, while he led the rest of his men away.

Looking at the men in suits who had blocked the view around him with their pectoral muscles, and the smiles they could no longer suppress, Niu Daji's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous thought flashed through his mind.

"This is it, we're doomed."

It said with a mournful face.

A moment later, Liu Zheng, who was figuring out what to do with the remaining drinks and desserts, received another call from Niu Daji.

"Boss, I messed up the job."

Niu Daji said tremblingly.

"What? They won't accept the photos?"

"They accepted it, but they didn't give the photos to the two women; they just left."

Niu Daji said.

Didn't you relay my words to them?

“I told them, but they didn’t care at all. They left a few people to stop me and then left with their men.”

Niu Daji replied.

"So disrespectful? I think Hongsen Culture is asking for trouble again."

Liu Zheng frowned.

Anyway, he still has shares in Green Shade Culture, so bombing Hongsen Culture again would be equivalent to increasing the value of his shares.

"Boss, I have a guess, but I don't know if I should say it."

Niu Daji said, licking his chapped lips.

"Spit it out if you have something to say."

Liu Zheng said impatiently.

“I suspect that those people are not from Hongsen Culture at all, which is why they are so fearless.”

Niu Daji said, forcing himself to speak.

Chapter 541 If you were so capable, I wouldn't need to help your wife.

"Oh? Hmm?"

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zheng felt that Niu Daji was probably right.

If they were from Hongsen Culture, they wouldn't be able to hide their true intentions. Even if they refused to give the photos to Lujiaochong's wife and daughters, they would at least say a few polite words to leave some room for maneuver and wouldn't have acted so bluntly.

Such arrogance suggests either that the other party is powerful enough to be unafraid of his threats, or that they are not afraid of him coming to their door.

"Did you leave your tongue behind?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Huh? What tongue?"

Niu Daji was puzzled.

"We haven't caught up with any enemy we can use to extract information."

He explained.

"Oh, no. Those four men in suits were pretty fast runners. I stabbed one of them in the butt with a pitchfork, and he almost took my pitchfork with him."

Niu Daji said with shame.

In terms of resilience, even if you wear your ancestral armor, it would take a lot of effort for a bull or horse to beat it.

But when it comes to beating people, it can't beat any one of the four seasoning quartets.

"It's not your fault."

Liu Zheng did not mean to blame it.

He was just a gatekeeper, after all. What's the difference between expecting Niu Daji to fight four people and still leave one alive and expecting Niu Ma not to be greedy and lustful?

However, Niu Daji's strength definitely needs to be improved. Otherwise, just being a tank isn't enough. Since he's a top laner, he also needs to deal damage.

"When we attend the auction, if there are any extraordinary items that suit you, I'll get you two."

He said it generously.

"Thank you, boss."

Niu Daji was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

I've never seen a boss like this before. If you mess up a job, not only will he not blame you, but he'll also find ways to strengthen your abilities.

"No need to thank me. This is the spirit of our gang: to be pragmatic and not to take our anger out on our underlings just to establish authority. When you take on your own underlings in the future, you must carry on this gang spirit, understand?"

Liu Zheng gave instructions.

"Yes! I will definitely be a good leader like you in the future and carry on the gang spirit."

Niu Daji said loudly.

"And there's also the eldest brother of the ox and horse."

he reminded.

"Yes! I will definitely be a good leader like the Boss and Boss of Ox and Horse in the future."

Niu Daji immediately corrected his mistake.

"But boss, I still don't know what our gang's name is."

It scratched its head and said.

"Let's call it 'Delivery Helper' for now."

Liu Zheng said casually.

"Then I'll be the third-in-command of the food delivery team."

Niu Daji said with a smug look on his face.

These past two days it's been hanging out with the "Extreme Flavors" group and has picked up a lot of their vocabulary.

"Yes, yes. Let's go back to the clinic and deliver the medicine poop to the 'Pink Kingdom' together with the Extreme Flavor Group."

Liu Zheng gave a perfunctory reply.

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, two streams of hot, moist breath sprayed onto the back of his head.

He turned around and saw the oxen and horses straining to expand their nostrils, trying to heat and humidify him.

"Hey boss, what are you doing?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

"When did I start a food delivery gang? What gang spirit? I don't even have any spirit myself."

The ox and horse rolled their eyes.

“It’s official today, so it’s official today. As for gang spirit, it’s always existed, it’s just that it’s been formally established now. You’re planning to start your own smuggling operation, so you need a few trustworthy people. I think Niu Daji is pretty good. Although he’s a bit cunning, he’s reliable overall.”

He explained.

"That's your underling, not mine. If I make it do things under your name, then who's the boss here?"

"The cows and horses complained."

"Same here. Besides, if I'm gone, you'll be its direct superior."

Liu Zheng said matter-of-factly.

"What? You're not planning to come back after leaving the country this time?"

The ox and horse misunderstood his meaning.

“Go back, there are so many things to do. But you know, I’ve offended so many people, I could die in the street at any time. You can’t do it all by yourself, you need someone to help you out.”

Liu Zheng said.

Although Niu Ma had a wide network of connections, all his true brothers who had risked their lives for him were dead. The only one left alive was Oink, who was only half a bound spirit.

They can ask for help in times of great trouble or emergency, but they can't really help much in ordinary times. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been Liu Zheng's turn to help his wife solve her problems.

Niu Daji's strength is neither high nor low, and he comes from outside the city, so he's just the right person to use.

Instead of worrying about others, you should think about how to avoid dying a violent death in the street.

The ox and horse said with a sense of disappointment and frustration.

"I've thought about it, but I can't think of any solutions."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Tell me, what can I do if Peacock, Mr. Li, the sewers, the gravedigger, and all those businesses and companies I blew up are determined to kill me?"

He forgot to mention one name: Si Xue.

Some people in there may seem to have powerful backers, but once they fail to satisfy the other party, they become the devil himself.

"Why don't you just stay away this time?"

After a few seconds of silence, Niu Ma spoke.

"I'm coming back. There's really nothing I can do if they want to kill me, but before I die, I'm going to put on a big fireworks show for this metropolis that I've been wanting to hate for ages. And when that happens, you'd better write me a poem to commemorate it."

Liu Zheng laughed.

"All I know how to do is write epitaphs."

The ox and horse said irritably.

“An epitaph is fine too. With an epitaph written by you, even lying on a straw mat is more comfortable than being buried in a mausoleum.”

"You're crazy. This is the first time I've ever heard such blatant flattery. Forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to sleep."

The cattle and horses lay back down in their haystacks, closed their eyes, and pretended to sleep.

Liu Zheng glanced at it, then took out his phone again.

"Lao Deng."

"What old Deng?"

The old man, a bound spirit, asked in confusion on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, this is our local dialect, a respectful term for male elders."

He explained.

"Really? I don't get the sense that your tone is disrespectful."

The earthbound spirit asked doubtfully.

"That means you're not feeling it right. Try feeling it again next time. Okay, let's get down to business. I've already been to the 'Die Well' funeral home."

Liu Zheng said.

"how is it going?"

The earthbound spirit immediately forgot about the matter of address and asked repeatedly.

"They really do have a system."

He nodded.

"I bought you a duplex sunlit mansion, a budget-friendly version of 'sister flowers,' an 'eighteen beauties' version of 'the farewell ceremony,' and a high-end, classy funeral service, personally presided over by the funeral home manager. Oh, and a nanmu coffin too."

Liu Zheng said one by one.

"Why is the 'twin sisters' a low-end version? Why isn't the coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood?"

The earthbound spirit taunted.

"I didn't like the high-end version, so the coffin was a free gift."