Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"After all these years, he probably hasn't moved away, has he?"

He said worriedly.

"No. This house is his family's heirloom, and his luck is relatively stable only when he stays in the ancestral home at night. So unless something major happens to him, he definitely won't move."

Given that person's constitution, if something serious happens, it's basically a death sentence.

"Ok."

As the saying goes, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure; indeed, it's beneficial to know more elders.

"By the way, what's that person's name?"

Liu Zheng then realized that the fisherman hadn't told him the man's name.

"I don't know either, I only know that his surname is Park, and we all call him Pujie (meaning 'fallen guy')."

"He's still willing to play with you guys, which shows his magnanimity. Although that title is quite appropriate."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

"Is he willing to play with us? It's more like we're willing to include him. Do you think his bad luck will only harm himself? When an avalanche occurs, will it only bury one tree?"

The pond owner said dismissively.

"That seems true. So, are you still willing to play with him?"

"When you live too long, nothing gets interesting anymore, but he's got so many funny stories to tell. Hahaha, it's still so damn funny to think about it now."

The pond owner couldn't help but laugh as he recalled the past.

"I don't understand the twisted sense of humor of you immortal beings. Thank you, Pond Master."

Out of politeness, Liu Zheng still thanked him.

"You're welcome. You did a good job last time, kid. Next time you encounter someone with ill intentions, make sure to keep them at bay, understand?"

The pond owner gave instructions.

"So you knew about what happened at the Imperial View Villa?"

He paused for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

"Nonsense, I just hid, I'm not dead."

The pond owner said irritably.

"Then why aren't you coming out to help? Salmon and I were almost beaten to death by that birdman."

Liu Zheng complained.

"I can't help. Even if I were still fully recovered, let alone now that I only have my face left, I still couldn't beat her."

The pond owner said frankly.

"Fine, I wasn't expecting anything from you anyway."

"You little brat, I..."

He hung up the phone before the pond owner could utter any vulgarities.

"Go to the newsstand."

Once inside the sports car, Liu Zheng spoke to the driver.

"it is good."

The driver didn't ask which newsstand it was, and just stepped on the gas and drove straight to the destination.

Looking at the familiar glass window and the boss dozing inside, Liu Zheng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He never imagined that he would one day have to deal with this pure meat sausage.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Who would date someone like a hapless person who could be unlucky at any time and drag them down with them?

Regardless of his sexual orientation, he will inevitably end up alone.

"Hmm, that might be the breakthrough point."

As Liu Zheng pondered this, he stepped forward and knocked on the glass.

"Boss, wake up, we've got a customer!"

"Do you want the starchy one or the pure meat one?"

The boss suddenly looked up.

"Boss, have you forgotten that you run a newsstand?"

He squinted as he spoke.

"I would have starved to death long ago if I had relied on the money from selling newspapers and magazines."

The boss rubbed his eyes and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

"So it's you, kid. What, did Niu Ma send you to buy erotic magazines again?"

The boss raised his eyelids slightly and said.

"No, my boss is currently taking care of his health and well-being, so I bought it myself."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"You look like a decent guy, but I didn't expect you to have gotten into this too."

The boss said disdainfully.

"Food and sex are human nature. Reading some erotic magazines is better than murder and arson. But I don't read them myself; I buy them as gifts."

"You've got quite the smooth talk, kid. Come on in."

The boss opened the door for him.

"Is it really necessary for a newsstand to ask you to open the door before I can come in?"

Upon entering, Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain.

"Of course it's necessary. You know what else I sell here."

The boss said meaningfully.

"Then why did you tell me this so blatantly?"

"What's so great about what your Bloody Restaurant did? Besides, I definitely got my approval from above before I did this, otherwise, who do you really expect this broken door to stop?"

The boss said it without any hesitation.

"Then why did you even install this door?"

"A sense of ritual is always necessary, but it can't be too blatant. Besides, what if some hothead barges in and brings things out into the open?"

The boss said.

"That makes sense. The boss is wise. I admire him."

He offered flattery.

"That's right. My newsstand is a legitimate century-old business, passed down from my grandfather's generation. It wouldn't have been able to stay open until now without some skill."

The boss said smugly.

"Then could you help me pick out a suitable gift? Something erotic."

Liu Zheng took advantage of the situation.

"What race is the other person? What is their sexual orientation? Do they have any preferences?"

The business owner has started operating.

"Probably human. I don't know anything else."

He shook his head.

"Then what kind of gift are you buying if you don't know anything about it?"

The boss rolled his eyes.

"You'll know once you've delivered it. Boss, think of a way; money isn't an issue."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he took out a stack of money.

"Wow, you've gotten so extravagant in just a few days. What, did Niu Ma take you on a big heist?"

The boss was surprised.

"I took on some work myself. Of course, I couldn't have done it without the help of my boss."

"Not bad, you've got the makings of something big. So, what's your budget?"

The boss first praised him, then asked a question.

"One hundred thousand."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"One hundred thousand?!?"

The boss was almost speechless with shock.

"Are you trying to get into the city hall or a university? Why are you giving such an expensive gift?"

"My godfather is being buried today, and I'd like to find someone of high status to write a funeral couplet for him."

He said this half-truthfully.

"Even if you hire a professor to write the funeral couplets, you wouldn't need such an extravagant gift, and you'd still have to pay him a fee, wouldn't you?"

The boss is quite knowledgeable about this.

"Don't worry about that, just pick one for me within the budget of 100,000 yuan. Please, please."

Liu Zheng clasped his hands in a fist and bowed.

"If you put it that way, can the budget be increased further?"

The boss thought for a moment and asked.

"No more than 200,000."

He thought for a moment and then said.

"For 250,000, I'll sell you my prized possession."

"Two hundred and twenty thousand, I really can't come up with any more."

Liu Zheng made a gesture of gritting his teeth.

"Sigh, alright, considering you helped me last time. Of course, the main reason is that that thing is probably going to expire if it's not sold soon."

The boss is quite honest.

"Could you set a price?"

he probed.

"Don't even think about it. It's a flat price of 220,000. I'd rather let it expire than go any lower. I went through a lot of trouble to get this thing back then."

The boss refused without hesitation.

"Okay. But at least let me see the actual product before you explain its functions, right?"

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Wait. Don't touch anything on my cabinet, I don't want to clean it all over again."

After giving his instructions, the boss turned and went into the warehouse.

"If you display the goods but don't let people browse them, what's the point of displaying them at all? Just put up a catalog."

Despite his complaints, he remained standing there waiting.

It's only because he has this composure that he could manage it. If it were Niu Ma or Niu Daji, they would have already fled like rats into the rice granary by now.

After waiting a few minutes, the boss came out of the warehouse, carrying a packaging box in his arms.

"Look, this is my prized possession."

The boss opened the box and showed Liu Zheng what was inside.