Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The sheep gave a compliment.

"Of course, can I just randomly recognize brothers?"

"The black skull said smugly."

"Alright, I'll take you to see it then. But let me make this clear beforehand: I'll be keeping a close eye on you. If you make any unusual moves, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The sheep said seriously.

The spiral horns on either side of the ram's head reflected a metallic luster, with the tips stained a deep red, and a faint smell of sulfur could be detected.

While it may seem comical for a sheep to utter such a threatening statement, no one would doubt the competence of a full-time city hall employee.

"Don't worry, Brother Bai, I won't cause you any trouble."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"Well, let's go."

The sheep removed the soundproof barrier and, with the black skull flanking him on either side, headed towards the plane trees.

The other full-time employees all looked on with interest, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

Soon, Liu Zheng saw his "old" friend.

Compared to its previous high spirits after drinking, the plane tree now looks quite disheveled.

Not only were many branches broken, but the trunk was also riddled with holes by the water from the sprinkler truck, and even the roots were dug out from the ground.

Its "face" was covered with a black cloth, like a prisoner about to be executed.

"What is that piece of black cloth?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the black cloth and asked.

“Shutting off its five senses is also part of the punishment.”

The sheep replied.

"Can it be untied?"

he asked.

"this one"

The sheep did not answer immediately.

"I'll just say a few words to it, and I promise I won't do anything unnecessary. Please, Brother Bai."

Liu was talking to the sheep, but he stuffed a wad of money into the black skull's pocket.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time since you're being so cooperative."

The sheep looked at the thickness of the stack of money and nodded in satisfaction.

It stepped forward and used its ram's horn to remove the piece of black cloth.

"You dogs"

"Have you made enough of a scene?!"

As soon as the plane tree reached for the sky and the sun shone through, he was about to burst into a tirade of curses, but Liu Zheng slapped him across the face with the back of his knife.

Although it has no pain receptors on its face, the real injury from the knife wound still silenced it.

"You idiot human, you're helping them beat me up?"

The tone of the French plane tree was three parts shock, seven parts anger, and one part additional grievance.

"I'm helping you fight yourself. Can't you tell? I'm here to save you."

Liu Zheng was also somewhat angry.

It's one thing for Ghost Hand to get drunk because he has a low alcohol tolerance, but you're an old drunkard, don't you know your own limitations?

“I don’t need your help. I am the only tree that has developed its own sentience, and they won’t cut me down.”

The plane tree is stubborn.

"They won't cut you down. They plan to transplant you into the volcano to drink the lava, but they don't know if your roots can withstand the high temperatures."

he sneered.

"Impossible! I am public property. For so many years, I have served as a roadside tree, cleared sewers and removed pests from the streets. I have done my part, even if I haven't made any great contributions. How can they treat me like this?"

"I can't believe it," said the plane tree.

"Because you refused to cooperate with law enforcement and resisted arrest!"

Liu Zheng said loudly.

"It's a good thing you didn't kill anyone, otherwise even the Supreme Speaker wouldn't have been able to save you."

"Ahem, if the Speaker of the Supreme Council were to come, there's definitely still a chance to save them."

"Black Skull corrected me."

"Brother Hei, I'm disciplining the kid, please don't demolish the tower."

He turned his head and said helplessly.

"Who's your child? You idiot, stop trying to take advantage of me."

The plane tree expressed its dissatisfaction.

"Shut up, I'm going to teach you a lesson now, so you'd better listen to me. Do you know how much I paid to save you? I spent five million in money alone, and countless favors were done for you."

"I'm not even this good to my own father, so what's wrong with being your father for a bit?"

Liu Zheng said emphatically.

"Wow! Old Hei, your little brother is really rich."

The sheep nudged the black skull with its horns.

Five million is a huge sum for them; it would take a typical full-time employee decades to save that much.

Of course, if Liu Zheng wanted to use this money to save the plane trees, it wouldn't be enough.

One reason is that the relationship wasn't right, and the other is that it wasn't high-ranking.

"Humph!"

The plane tree turned its face away and ignored him.

"Don't turn your face away. You're a collector and you love to drink, which is practically the same as being a connoisseur of wine. How did you end up like those drunkards, getting into trouble because of your excessive drinking?"

Liu Zheng, however, did not let it go.

This opportunity to teach the French plane trees a lesson in a legitimate and confident manner is too rare to be wasted.

At the same time, he really wanted to know the reason, so as not to repeat the mistake next time.

"How would I know? I only drank five bottles; I've saved the rest."

The plane tree looked aggrieved.

“I didn’t finish all those cheap wines you brought before. How could I not be careful with the wines from Dukang Winery? Only five bottles. For me, it’s just a mouthwash.”

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng sensed something was wrong.

Because you can't lie to the plane tree.

If it didn't overestimate its alcohol tolerance, then there must be something wrong with the alcohol.

Based on his understanding of London plane trees, he preferred the latter.

If there's a problem with the wine, is it a quality control issue at Dukang Winery, or did Feng Jizi tamper with it?

"Where's the bottle?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It has been temporarily sealed as evidence."

"The sheep said."

"Brother Bai, can I borrow this for a moment?"

"Do you want your brother Bai to die?"

The sheep countered with a question.

"Those bottles shouldn't be important, right?"

He still wants to fight for it.

After all, the reason why the plane tree was severely punished was not because it was drunk and disorderly, but because it resisted arrest and injured a temporary worker from the sanitation department.

"Even if it's not important, it's still evidence. For Lao Hei's sake, I'll pretend you never asked."

The sheep shook its head.

"If this matter is resolved, we should be able to get those bottles back, right?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"How could that be? It'll probably just stay there and get thrown away as trash someday."

The sheep replied.

"Brother Bai, could you help me get it back?"

"What do you need that thing for?"

The sheep asked curiously.

“I suspect that the plane trees were framed, and I want to find the mastermind behind it. It cost me so much money, I definitely have to get it back.”

he said firmly.

Liu Zheng and the French plane trees are now a staunch community of shared interests, second only to him and his cattle and horses.

To scheme against the plane tree is to scheme against him.

"If you can really resolve this matter, it wouldn't be a problem to get it back for you."

The sheep thought for a moment and then said.

If Liu Zhengzhen truly possessed such immense power, then it would be willing to forge a positive connection.

After all, it's not easy for a low-level employee like him to get by in the city hall.

"Thank you, Brother Bai."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he stuffed another wad of banknotes into the black skull's pocket.

"You're too kind. Alright, it's time to cover it up; so many people are watching."

"The sheep said."

"Okay. Don't move around, cooperate with the work."

He spoke to the plane trees, his tone stern.

"I need to be able to move too."

The plane tree muttered.

In addition to its five senses, the city hall also blocked its ability to move.

Of course, if you really want to move, you can still move a little.

But Liu Zheng has already found a way to save it, so there's no need to risk his life.

"So? Are you going to wait here, or should we take you out?"

"The sheep asked."

"If it's convenient, I'll wait here."

Liu Zheng said.

Since we've already wasted so much time, we won't mind wasting a little more.

Moreover, he noticed something was off about the plane tree's expression, and he was afraid that if he didn't keep an eye on it, the guy would cause trouble again.