I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

[No one understands life's menu better than me, and she's an important side dish on it! I'll be right back.]

Without time to communicate with the molar clinic, I rushed out of the association building in a panic and hailed an exorbitantly expensive taxi.

The car stopped after driving for a while, because the driver thought that the fare would be raised again after passing the police station of the Second Association, because the roads outside were more dangerous.

"How much of your life do you think you have left? Keep driving!"

"I won't open anything if I don't have money."

The driver slammed on the brakes and glanced at Du Jue behind the metal railing in the rearview mirror. Du Jue looked like he had him cornered.

He tossed the communicator onto the seat next to him, then forcefully twisted the hollow iron pipe off before starting the car again.

"If you keep dragging your feet, I'll smash your eyes!"

The taxi braked suddenly outside the building, its speed so great that it even left tire tracks on the ground.

Du angrily threw the money on the seat and left quickly.

Bang!

The thick iron gate was kicked open.

"What about people?!"

We must avoid the situation where we finally find a skilled technical person, only to discover they've turned out to be a disaster.

The doors of 101 were wide open, and immediately one could see Yi Yin pinching her oval face and drooling, her clear glass filled with a viscous liquid.

Can the pervert from Lane 23 get lost?!

Looking at the clear white broth on the table, emanating a rich meaty aroma, Du Jue felt a churning in his stomach. He didn't even have the interest to ask about the ingredients or the cooking method.

"Dessert, you're finally back."

Yi Yin quickly released Pian Jiang, whose face was flushed from being pinched, and jumped energetically in front of Du Jue.

Her sky-blue hair gave her a girl-next-door vibe, while her overly fair skin made Du Jue doubt that she was an old man pretending to be young.

After all, the game's signature finisher, Azure Echo, and the Tier 1 finisher, Roland, are both over thirty years old, so it's hard to imagine that one of the eight chefs is a young man.

Without the butcher's apron to conceal her figure, her curvaceous body showed even more elasticity from the collagen. Perhaps the saying "like cures like" also applies to Lane 23?

"Pianjiang, are you alright?"

Du Jue tried to push away Yi Yin, who lunged at him, but the other man's strong arms pushed him against the wall, causing him a sharp pain in his chest.

This is hardly a harmonious scene of husband and wife meeting; if Yi Yin were to suddenly become hungry, it could immediately turn into a deadly threat.

"I'm fine, brother."

Wiping the drool from his mouth, Pianjiang shrank back into the corner in fear, his pale fingers touching the stun gun but not daring to pull it out.

"Oh, I see. So, brothers and sisters are also a kind of seasoning?"

"You smell even better now, and the meat is of the highest quality, without any tattoos or prosthetics."

Yi Yin, like a rabbit, seized Du Jue's right shoulder and bit it, tearing off skin with sharp teeth, his barbed tongue licking large areas until they were bloody and mangled.

Du Jue could tolerate such a minor injury.

After all, judging from their eager appearance, they probably wouldn't leave without some incentive.

"That's enough! You've finished eating, so what the hell am I supposed to cook?!"

Noticing the licking and stinging sensation on his hands and ribs, Du Jue suddenly activated his blood circulation pump and forcefully pushed Yi Yin away.

Du Jue looked down and saw that, in addition to his right shoulder, there were five or six large wounds that had been licked and broken open. He immediately became tense and on guard.

Where did all these tongues come from?!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. No one can resist your culinary skills."

"To be able to adjust the texture and original flavor of the meat to this level in just a few days, you are the true master chef!"

With tears welling up in his eyes, Yi Yin wanted to hug her again, but he couldn't spoil her this time. If she kept licking him, would she lick him to death?

Du Jue quickly injected himself with a pneumatic syringe into his chest, and only then did he feel much better.

This renowned chef, one of the top eight chefs, is now clinging to his leg, begging for more. It's hard to believe this guy is genuinely looking forward to completing his "life's menu."

"Can you please leave me alone while I'm cooking! If people see you here, will they still consider me a normal person?!"

"How are we supposed to continue with this life menu? Get out of my kitchen!"

To be honest, it really takes courage to lose your temper with a city star, after all, the other party is a ruthless cannibal!

However, Du Jue discovered that this attitude seemed to be quite effective, and Yi Yin immediately showed a regretful and self-reproachful expression.

"Please, when you finish, you must invite me over."

"I will definitely keep your amazing cooking a secret, but may I occasionally have a taste?"

Keeping it a secret from the other chefs, but secretly eating it yourself, what kind of thief is that?

Suddenly, a conversation came from outside the room. Du Jue immediately realized that the three Iron Men had returned, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Let's talk about it next time. You should leave now."

"Remember to drink that soup, okay? I spent a lot of time and effort making it."

Yi Yin walked pitifully to the window, then leaned back against the windowsill and disappeared from sight.

"Wuhu, Du Jue, look, I brought your share back."

"Can't you include us?"

Du Jue went to the window and looked, but couldn't see the other person's departure route at all; there was only a snake's tail flashing by in the corner of the wall.

Thank goodness, we finally got through it.

"Hey, we're out there working hard to get things done, what are you doing here!"

Looking at the disheveled Pianjiang with displeasure, he approached even more suspiciously after the other person squatted down weakly.

Du Jue didn't want these three clowns to know about Yi Yin's affairs, otherwise it would definitely leak to that Blood Demon.

Although he has become friends with Elena, who knows what the Blood Demon's thought process is like? Maybe Elena's way of staying with people forever is to eat them.

"Pianjiang, keep today's events a secret."

"You bastard, you actually like men? I really misjudged you!"

The circular symbol on Ai's head kept flashing as he looked at Du Jue with a mixture of shock and anger, then picked up the body bag and threw it in front of him.

The two iron men behind them were watching with great interest, carrying body bags.

The communicator rang.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

"Damn it, you guys even have soup now? Are you planning a candlelight dinner after dark?!"

Du Jue immediately took out his phone to answer, and Jing Mei's suppressed anger exploded in his ear.

"Assemble now!"

"What happened to Boss Jingmei?"

“Thumb South sent us a notice.”

"Is this a reward for wiping out the Axe Gang?"

"Heh, it's a purge warning, these idiots."

Hey!

Is there something wrong with Thumb's head? He did things beyond expectations and now he wants to be purged.

This purge is not a gentle recounting of crimes, but rather sending people to wipe out the entire gang, leaving no one alive!

39. Maslenitsa

"You all stay here, I have something to do and need to go out!"

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to drink this soup?"

I didn't want to just leave my backpack on the sofa and head out, but turning around and looking at the pot of fragrant meat soup made me hesitate.

This thing is definitely not edible, but who knows if Yi Yin is watching outside? If we just throw it away, it might cause some trouble.

"The soup jelly is in the refrigerator. This stuff can't be eaten. I'll deal with it when I get back."

He had no time to pay attention to the person calling him from behind, and immediately rushed to the factory.

He worked hard as a stray dog, and he couldn't possibly be killed by his boss's boss for no reason!

The factory was piled high with spoils of war, but the overall atmosphere was somewhat unusual. The members of the Lost Dogs became even more nervous and curious when they saw Du Jue arrive.

Pushing open the office door, Du Jue saw Jing Mei and two other cadres all there.

"Boss Jingmei, what's going on? Why did Thumb suddenly issue a notice?"

Jingmei was in a terrible mood, so she lowered her head and rested her elbows on the desk, too lazy to even swear.

He fiddled with the gold ring on his finger, and after a while, he asked Zulu to close the door.

"In short, the South believes that the stray dog ​​was attacked by the Molar Office, and more than half of it was killed or injured. Its strength has been greatly reduced and it is no longer capable of being a subordinate."

"But we've now wiped out the Axe Gang, doesn't that prove our capabilities?"

"Yes, that's true, but the South is questioning our ability to carry out orders. After all, the higher-ups said that if we were to teach the Axe Gang a lesson, we shouldn't have wiped them out."

"The higher-ups think we don't understand orders."

Du Jue is speechless. How can someone from the Five Fingers be so rigid? You're in the gang, not a government employee. I think I should consider moving to another place.

If he were to join the Thumb team, the employee's talents would be completely wasted, and they would even face being purged by a mentally challenged boss.

Even the usually composed Zulu couldn't sit still any longer.

"They want to purge us just because of the South?! What kind of Five Fingers gang is this? They're no different from any other gang!"

"This is just a warning. If you're being protected, you'll have to pay the price. Don't make me teach you this kind of thing."

"Boss Jingmei, is there anything you want to tell us when you called us here?"

Jingmei glanced at Du Jue, then finally stood up from her chair, clenched her fist, and swung it backward, breaking the chair in half.

"A new order from the south of the thumb: we need to place an order with the deposit and requirements for Carnival. This time, there's no room for failure, do you understand?"

"Otherwise, those idiots would really kill you and me, even though we've done so much for them."

"Also, my church has been expanding wildly recently and is almost encroaching on our territory. The higher-ups' intention is to just drive them out."

Upon hearing this, Du Jue immediately pressed for details, surprised to hear about my church.

Is there anything special about this church?

"Another bunch of idiots, inciting a lot of morons to liberate their true selves. Isn't there a mental hospital nearby? The director there went bankrupt to support the church, leaving the mental hospital completely unmanaged."

"I just ran into some idiot woman who claimed I was her son. I lost control and smashed her head open. What bad luck!"

To ease the tense atmosphere, Dino chimed in.

“Those missionaries are quite shrewd, targeting those with money. I think the orphanages and nurseries next door will soon end up like this.”

"Luckily, that place was funded by Company L and is not under our jurisdiction. If they dare to come and take the money that is rightfully ours, we will just burn down their church."

So that's how it is. Now I understand why mentally ill people are running around everywhere lately—it's because their cages are gone.

Du Jue thought of the little girl he had given a bow, who might end up homeless because of the brainwashing and fundraising by my church.

Is this guy even human?!

"Doesn't Company L care? Nobody should like this kind of cult."

"World Wings isn't going to be a sucker, and besides, although L Company's endorphins are used throughout the city, their top management is very low-key; I haven't heard of any major developments."

"Hmph, it's already good enough that the people in the nest occasionally glance at this place. Do you really think they care that much?"

Jingmei slammed her hand on the table impatiently.

"Stop talking nonsense. Zulu stays behind to watch over those bastards. Dujue and Dino are coming with me to the Carnival."

"I've never dealt with these tailors before, so I expect they'll be difficult to work with, but the fabrics they make are in high demand."