It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 595 Your wife is nice, she's mine.

Which one should we choose?

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

He definitely wouldn't consider the first option. Putting aside personal principles, Feng Jizi isn't stupid.

Even if no one said anything about accepting it, the relationship between the two parties ends there.

Even a French sycamore wouldn't do something so stupid as to lose such valuable connections for 700,000.

Liu Zheng is torn between choosing option two or option three.

If Option 2 costs 1.5 million, he would definitely choose Option 3 without even thinking about it.

After all, he didn't have much money left, so there was no need for him to put on a show of wealth.

But if it's only an extra 100,000 yuan, it's not unacceptable.

With this in mind, Liu Zheng made a decision.

"I choose option two."

He said it firmly.

"As expected of President Liu, you are truly magnanimous. I will have someone prepare the supplies right away."

Grey San made a phone call right in front of him.

"The supplies can be prepared in at most one hour."

After finishing the call, Gray Three said.

"Okay, please deliver it to the entrance of Dukang Winery on Yunmeng Road."

Liu Zheng said.

These supplies obviously won't be classified as goods; with the limited space in the broken mandarin duck pouch and the sports car, it would take forever to transport them all.

"no problem."

Large orders like these should include delivery.

"Then I'll swipe my card."

He took out the bank card that Feng Jizi had given him.

"No need. Bao Wumei said that from now on, Mr. Liu's expenses will be charged to her account."

Grey Three shook his head.

"Isn't this appropriate?"

"Mr. Liu, I'd like to offer you this advice: don't refuse the kindness of a woman, especially a strong woman."

Grey said meaningfully.

"Okay. But the money in this card is the purchase allowance they gave me, so I might as well use it."

He shrugged.

"Haha. That's easy. Just swipe your card and I'll give you the cash."

Grey laughed loudly.

Liu Zheng's mercenary manner actually made him feel somewhat close to him.

"Hehe, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

Liu Zheng naturally wouldn't refuse.

Ten minutes later, he left the "Sayoudu" trading company with one million yuan in cash.

Normally, such cash-out transactions would incur a handling fee, but Gray Three would certainly not be stingy with such a small amount of money.

"Look at the mess we made, we didn't spend any money and we even made a million."

With a smug grin on his face, Liu Zheng put one million into his system space.

"where is it?"

He got into the sports car and called Nightingale while driving (Metropolis exclusive, do not attempt in real life).

"Of course it's at the board game arcade! Where else would it be? Your house?"

The nightingale made a teasing remark, as was her habit.

"I don't have a home."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

Whether in reality or in the metropolis, he had no place he could call "home," neither emotionally nor physically.

".sorry."

The nightingale paused for a moment, then spoke with unusual seriousness.

"It's okay, you don't have a home now anyway, so we're even."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

Sometimes you're more annoying than my brothers and sisters.

"I said through gritted teeth," Nightingale said.

"This is probably what they call 'the deeper the love, the more intense the hatred.' Come out for a bit, I'll wait for you at the intersection."

"Why don't you just come in? Are you afraid I'll team up with the other two and beat you up?"

"I'm annoyed," Nightingale said.

"I'm not worried about you guys beating me up, I'm mainly afraid of getting electrocuted by the witch. I finally got a day off, and I have a ton of things to do, I don't have time to help her play board games."

He said.

Although there are rewards for success, that witch has a terrible temper and likes to cut corners; she's not a good boss.

Well, it's not really that bad. Every time I shock him, it just looks scary, but there's no actual damage.

But Liu Zheng is now a big shot on the streets of the metropolis, and it would be embarrassing for him to keep getting electrocuted into a crispy roasted whole lamb.

"alright."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng quickly arrived at the intersection one kilometer away from the board game arcade.

He refused to believe that the Scarlet Witch could still strike him from such a distance this time.

Then Liu Zheng will go to the city hall to report it!

Fortunately, no lightning struck down from the sky until the nightingale appeared before him.

"Why did you call me out?"

The nightingale leaned forward, her hands braced against the car door, her beauty almost palpable.

"Please take this bottle of wine to Emily."

Liu Zheng took out the Vlad III limited edition.

"Wow~"

The nightingale gasped.

Even in her family's wine cellar, there aren't many wines of this caliber. After all, once something reaches a certain quality, many things become priceless and unavailable.

"What about me and the Ama?"

The nightingale stretched out its delicate white hands.

"Give."

He then took out a bottle of silver label red wine and a bottle of silver label fruit wine.

Since the purchasing opportunity was rare, he certainly wouldn't just buy for the plane trees; he also bought some extra alcoholic beverages as a backup.

"You give the stinky bats the premium drink, but we get the silver label? Your favoritism is too obvious!"

The nightingale said with dissatisfaction.

"This is for her to recover her strength, not for her to drink for fun. If drinking makes you stronger, I'll buy you some next time too."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

"Hmph. In short, you're biased."

It's rare for a nightingale to act like a young girl.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time, Lady Nightingale?"

he said helplessly.

"So when are you going to help me get rid of my brothers and sisters, and accompany the female diver to the garbage dump to find her mother?"

Nightingale seized the opportunity to ask.

"I'll take care of your business once I get back from the Ten Thousand Mountains. The garbage treatment plant will have to wait a bit longer."

Liu Zheng hesitated.

The oxen and horses were seriously injured while delivering takeout, and the white-feathered chicken even exploded once while trying to treat its wounds, which shows how sinister the garbage disposal plant is.

With his current strength, going there would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

We should at least withdraw the warrant for Killer Sauce's arrest first, and it would be safer to go with her.

"You still have some conscience."

Nightingale poked him in the face with her index finger.

"You didn't wash your hands after using the toilet, did you?"

Liu Zheng smelled a pungent odor and exclaimed in shock.

"You're the one who doesn't wash your hands after going to the toilet. I was helping the female divers mix paint for their props, and I came out without washing my hands after receiving your call, and you're still complaining about me."

The nightingale seemed about to weep.

"No, I mean, that's great! I love the original flavor, let me lick it!"

He looked anxious and grabbed Nightingale's finger, about to swallow it.

"Ah~"

Nightingale immediately withdrew her finger, looking at him with disgust.

"Humph."

Liu Zheng smiled smugly.

How could someone who had been teased by the nightingale every day and engaged in lesbian love with the sea woman every day possibly withstand his perverted offensive?
"I'm too lazy to play with you anymore, I'm leaving."

Nightingale pinched his face hard, then turned away gracefully.

"This guy."

Liu Zheng shook his head and drove towards the cemetery.

After passing through the archway, the tomb keeper quickly arrived before him on a skinny horse.

"Here is the light liquor you requested."

Liu Zheng took out the Guangjiu (a type of liquor) and handed it to the tomb keeper.

"This is for you, Brother Ma."

He then took out three more bottles of wine and put them into the skinny horse's satchel.

"唏伦~"

The skinny horse nuzzled his face affectionately. "Not bad."

The gravedigger pulled out the cork, smelled it, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Take it."

He took a bullet out of his pocket and handed it to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng took the bullet, and the item description immediately popped up.

Name: The Misfired Bullet

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Average

Effect: None

"Note: An ordinary bullet, only tainted with the aura of the gravedigger."

Can it be taken out of the instance: No

"Your Mightiness."

He looked up as if to say something, but found that the gravedigger had already ridden away on horseback.

However, a charred hoofprint remained where the skinny horse had originally stood.

"What does it mean?"

Liu Zheng looked at the hoofprints and pondered for a moment before tentatively stepping on them.

"hiss!"

The moment his hoof touched the ground, the intense stinging pain made him cry out.

Liu Zheng lifted the hoof and looked at it; the hoof surface was almost charred.

He used a rusty knife to knock off the carbonized layer, exposing bright red flesh with a faint ring of flame-shaped patterns on it.

"Thank you, Brother Ma."

Even though the skinny horse might not be able to hear him, he still sincerely thanked him.

Taking out his serrated butcher knife as a crutch, Liu Zheng limped toward the red pig's grave.

Perhaps it was because of that dud bullet tainted with the gravedigger's aura that they remained safe and sound throughout the journey.

When he arrived at Red Pig's tombstone, he took the serrated butcher knife and banged it hard on the tombstone.

"Come out now, or I'll pee on your picture!"

Liu Zheng shouted.

"How do cattle and horses teach you manners? Is this how they recruit followers?"

The enormous figure of the red pig emerged from the graveyard. Although it seemed to be in a relatively normal state of mind, black smoke was still billowing from its body, even more than before.

"If you don't know what manners are, I can take you to the cemetery and teach you slowly."

Seeing that Liu Zheng hadn't even prepared a tomb-sweeping package this time, its dark blue spirit began to show signs of turning black.

"I advise you to be polite to me, otherwise~"

Liu Zheng dragged out his words.

"How about otherwise?"

Red Pig sneered.

It suspected that the kid had finally been driven crazy by work, since he had been quite talkative the previous times he came.

"Otherwise, I'll take your wife away."

Liu Zheng laughed.

"!!!"

The red pig's eyes widened, and the spirit flickered as if there was a malfunction, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

"What did you say? You found Chihaya?"

It grabbed Liu Zheng completely, and a chilling sensation spread from the point of contact throughout his body.

"Don't get excited."

Liu Zheng quickly said.

How could I not be excited!

The red pig shouted.

"If you freeze me to death, you'll never know where your wife is."

He pointed to his skin, which had turned grayish-white.

"Tell me! Where is she?!"

Red Pig released Liu Zheng as if it had been electrocuted, and then asked loudly.

“I can tell you, but you can’t move if I tell you not to. Otherwise, I’ll leave immediately, and you’ll never see her again.”

Liu Zheng produced the express delivery slip and gave a prior warning.

"Okay, I promise you, tell me quickly."

The red pig said impatiently.

He thought for a moment, then instead of taking out the porcelain pillow, he took out the Three Lives Yellow Soup.

"This is."

Red Pig's gaze sharpened.

It sensed extremely refined soul power from this bowl of wine.

"This is a top-quality wine I bought from Dukang Winery, called Sansheng Huangtang. The drinker will be drunk for forty-nine days and will recall his experiences in this life, his previous life, and his life before that in his dreams. After waking up, his soul will recover from the injuries he suffered."

Liu Zheng explained the effects of the Three-Life Yellow Decoction.

“I don’t need to. I’m not injured, and I don’t need to recall any past lives or previous lives.”

The red pig resolutely refused.

"This isn't for you to drink, why are you refusing?"

He rolled his eyes.

"what do you mean?"

"This is for Chihaya's host to drink. Only when the host is drunk can you see Chihaya. Otherwise, once the host wakes up, Chihaya will disappear completely."

Liu Zheng said.

"What do you mean, host? Chihaya has possessed and been reborn?"

Red Pig frowned.

"Let me explain it to you slowly."

He relayed what the tomb keeper had told him.

As the red pig listened attentively, it gradually calmed down.

"This is the porcelain pillow that houses the soul of Chihaya's host."

Seeing that its condition had stabilized, Liu Zheng finally took the porcelain pillow out of the broken mandarin duck pouch.

"Chihaya."

The red pig took the porcelain pillow, hugged it to its chest, rested its head against it, and stroked it incessantly with its large hands.

"Wake up, the woman in your pillow is someone else's wife. Your wife is in someone else's dream."

he reminded.

"Do the oxen and horses know how much you deserve a beating?"

Red Pig glanced at him sideways and said.

"It knows all too well."

Liu Zheng grinned and said.

"Thank you, but I have nothing to give you."

After a moment of silence, the red pig spoke.

"Can you still play the keyboard?"

"I've almost forgotten it all."

Red Pig replied.

“Then let’s remember it again. I’ll have Niu Daji learn to play the drums, and we can reunite the ‘Animal Farm’ band.”

He can't play guitar, but Niu Ma can play bass, so he knows a little guitar and can be the lead singer.

A mix of pig-headed people, minotaur people, cows, horses, and black goats—the new band seems to fit the name "Animal Farm" even better.

"Hmm, it would be even better if the white-feathered chicken were added. Its chicken feet are quite good for drumming, so Niu Daji could go learn guitar."

Liu Zheng thought to himself.

"Black Claw and Yellow Monkey have lost their souls. Even if they re-form a band, it won't be the same 'Animal Farm' they used to be."

The red pig shook its head.

"Everything is constantly changing. The only constant is change itself. Even a slight resemblance is better than none at all."

He shrugged.

"Okay, you're the boss now, you call the shots."

Red Pig stopped arguing with him.

"Great. By the way, see if this will be useful to you?"

Liu Zheng took out the resentful fish.

You have a lot of good things about you.

Red Pig was slightly shocked.

The soul power contained within this fish is even more refined and profound than that of the Three Lives Yellow Soup.

"So-so, third in the Metropolitan area. You still haven't answered my question."

“It’s useful. As long as I absorb this, I can evolve to the next stage of the spirit body.”

Red Pig nodded.

"Can we leave the cemetery?"

he asked.

If Red Pig could leave the cemetery, he would essentially have a powerful bodyguard.

"No. I've been in the cemetery for too long, and it was only with the help of the cemetery that my spirit was stabilized. It's almost impossible for me to leave."

Red Pig shook its head.

"But wait a moment."

It looked at the resentful fish for a moment, then darted back into the tomb.

(End of this chapter)