Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Since we're already here, it would be a waste not to use it.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Zhizi doesn't allow it; he has other ways.

"Boss, Zhi Zi is asking you what 'calculate' means?"

Niu Daji translated.

"It's just a cut."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

He now believes that Tomoko is not mentally ill, but rather has a mild intellectual disability.

"Boss, Zhizi is asking you what you're cutting?"

Niu Daji said.

"Of course it's about killing people, not chopping down buildings!"

He rolled his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Tomoko nodded, took a step back, leaned forward slightly, and made a gesture of drawing her sword with her hands loosely clenched.

Before the sword was even drawn, everyone present felt a chill run down from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.

Then, hundreds of knife marks appeared on the exterior of the office building, and the number was increasing rapidly.

"Mr. Liu, please have your men stop."

Park Chang-beom said in a panic upon seeing this.

Although the office building does not belong to Hongsen Culture, the property management will definitely seek compensation from them.

"Stop, Tomoko."

Liu Zheng waved his hand.

Zhizi released her grip and returned to her serene and composed state.

Surprisingly, the knife marks on the exterior of the office building also disappeared.

"Zhizi, calculate for him how long it would take you to blow up this office building?"

Liu Zheng said.

Tomoko raised both hands and counted for a while, then looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Forget it, there's no need to calculate it."

He sighed.

No need to overthink it, Zhizi is clearly mentally challenged.

Sending an intellectually disabled person to be the guardian is a recipe for disaster for the Pink Kingdom.

"Do you have any more questions?"

Liu Zheng looked at Park Chang-beom.

"Mr. Liu's subordinates are truly a hidden force of talent."

Park Chang-beom said in a strained tone.

Since negotiations were necessary, Hongsen Culture had naturally investigated Liu Zheng, but no intelligence report mentioned that he had such a powerful female swordsman by his side.

"When you're in the game, you rely on having lots of subordinates and connections. Alright, enough talk, hurry up and sign for the takeout, my brother-in-law is waiting for me to eat."

"The Market Supervision Bureau is so busy every day, it's not easy to get a meal from them."

Liu Zheng urged.

"Please wait."

Park Chang-beom covered his ears and stood there for a while before speaking again.

"What if we want to ask Mr. Liu to rescue the mother and daughter?"

"Let's talk after you find some clues. I'm leaving."

He forcefully shoved the lunchbox into Park Chang-beom's hand, then turned and climbed onto the tank.

As soon as the food delivery arrived, Liu Zheng's aura immediately weakened.

Park Chang-beom stared at his retreating figure, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

However, before he could make any move, two sharp gazes locked onto him.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and the instant their eyes met, an excruciating pain made him let out a scream.

"what!"

By the time Park Chang-beom recovered from the fear of death, the tank had already driven away.

"Mr. Park, are you alright?"

A swarm of strange insects emerged from the office building and surrounded it with concern.

"I am fine."

Park Chang-beom waved his hand, and his skin rapidly changed color and deformed.

When all the disguises were removed, a dark brown, butterfly-like insect appeared in broad daylight.

"Should we stop them?"

"A strange insect asked."

"No need. The lie detector didn't react, which means the person is definitely not in their hands. There's no point in stopping them."

Park Chang-beom shook his head.

Business people should act rationally, not impulsively.

Revenge may be satisfying, but the most urgent task now is to stabilize the situation and divide the spoils.

Of course, this is also because Liu Zheng and his group demonstrated such strength; otherwise, it certainly wouldn't mind killing the murderer to boost morale.

"Let's go back and do some research to see who else is still interested in our Hongsen culture."

Park Chang-beom sneered and led the alien insects through the office building's doors.

"Business people are indeed very amiable."

Liu Zheng put away the cigarette pack in his hand and sighed.

Title: The Legendary Deliveryman's Cigarette Rational Supplies

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When smoking, the player's status is considered as if they are on a delivery route. The cigarette will automatically burn after use, and the duration will not exceed three minutes."

"Note: What I'm smoking isn't cigarettes, it's loneliness. Please stop being obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

He originally wanted to take advantage of the enemy's sneak attack and then turn the tables on them, but the enemy didn't give him that chance at all.

"We're all in business, including the shops on Bath Street. Even if someone tries to dine and dash, as long as they're not too arrogant, we'll just beat them up and throw them out. We won't kill them, otherwise other customers won't feel comfortable seeing that."

Niu Daji replied.

Tomoko also opened her mouth to express her opinion.

"What did she say?"

She said that Park Chang-beom was not human.

Niu Daji translated.

"guessed."

How could they possibly send a low-level employee to negotiate such an important deal?

If nothing unexpected happens, Park Chang-beom is very likely to be the current head of Hongsen Culture.

"Boss, where are we going now?"

Niu Daji asked with great interest.

Negotiating right in front of someone's territory feels incredibly satisfying, especially in front of an office building they've never been to before—the satisfaction is doubled.

"Send this 700,000 to 'Sayoudu' Trading Company to pay off my debt for the dragon egg. With the remaining money, use it to buy some of those cheap Senzu Beans. After that, send Tomoko back."

Liu Zheng took out stacks of money and handed them to Niu Daji.

Although eating a big meal to restore energy is more economical, it is necessary to prepare some items that can quickly restore energy, considering that we are going to the Ten Thousand Mountains next.

"Okay boss."

Niu Daji was somewhat disappointed to hear that it was another chores job.

But the thought of handing over over 700,000 yuan in cash to it filled it with a profound sense of trust.

"Don't worry, boss. Even if my leg is broken, I'll crawl to get Miss Tomoko to her."

Niu Daji patted his chest and assured him.

"You might as well promise to deliver the money even if you have to crawl."

Liu Zheng complained, and Zhi Zi rolled her eyes at it.

He sent Niu Daji to deliver the money first, originally intending to have Zhizi act as its bodyguard.

"hey-hey."

Niu Daji realized what was happening and touched his horns sheepishly.

At the next intersection, Liu Zheng let the two of them get out of the car, and then went back to the restaurant himself.

"what?"

Upon entering the lounge, Niu and Ma were nowhere to be found.

Based on past experience, it's likely he went to deliver food.

"Hey hey hey."

His eyes darted around, and he let out a lewd laugh before pouncing like a hungry tiger onto the haystacks of cattle and horses.

Surprisingly, after being lain on by cattle and horses—those drunken, slovenly, greasy middle-aged livestock—for so many years, the haystack didn't have any strange smell. It only had a faint smell of hay and a barely perceptible smoky aroma.

From this perspective, this haystack is definitely not an ordinary item; it probably has self-cleaning or stain-resistant properties.

“It feels so good~”

After putting away the legendary delivery box and rolling it on the haystack, Liu Zheng called the novelist.

"Senior~"

The call is answered in seconds.

He was just about to reply when he suddenly realized the voice sounded off.

"Are you crazy, answering random calls?"

he cursed.

"How did you know it was me? Even her parents couldn't recognize my voice."

Hishibu was very surprised.

"Because novelists don't draw out such long endings."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

Contrary to his appearance, the novelist has a rather forthright personality, with a bit of the air of a chivalrous hero.

"Tch, you know her so well after only knowing her for a few days? Looks like you two talk on the phone quite often."

"Hishikibu said with a hint of jealousy."

"If fate brings us together, we'll be together forever; if not, we'll never recognize each other even if we meet a thousand times. Someone as lonely as you wouldn't understand."

Liu Zheng mocked.

"Bullshit! I've slept with more men than you've ever seen!"