I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"Stop it, this money, huhuhu, is only enough to lick here."

Du Jue, who was covering his neck, still felt difficulty breathing even after pushing Yi Yin away.

Yi Yin seemed to be still a little reluctant, his eyes full of rejection, and he lowered his head awkwardly.

"Why don't you just stay here? I'll open a private kitchen for you. I'll have all the ingredients you need."

"And if you accidentally die outside, I'll be very sad. No, I'll go crazy."

"I haven't found such a pure taste for a long time. If you don't come soon, I will only be able to eat myself."

The tone became increasingly depressed, but the sense of crisis was growing stronger.

Even Jingmei, the strongest person Du Jue had ever seen, could not compare to this kind of oppressive force!

Even if the blood pump is turned on, it will still be a drop in the bucket in the face of such strong pressure.

"Excuse me, do you have any special nickname?"

"He's just a kitchen helper who's not as good as you. Are you planning to redevelop Lane 23?"

"No problem. I'll get the other chefs to start the competition early. You'll definitely become one of the new top eight chefs, and everyone will bow down to you."

"I now understand what a life menu is. This grand technique of cooking yourself through the city is simply an art form. How do you make yourself so delicious?"

"Please share it with me, I can accept any price."

Sweat was pouring down.

At this moment, Du Jue didn't even want to continue with the mission of being a stray dog. He just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

The objects of an association's rating are not limited to gangs. A type of person or an individual can be rated as long as someone wants to issue a commission against them.

The Eight Chefs may sound like a group of ordinary cooks, but they are urban stars just like the Five Fingers, the top of the gang!

As the highest official executive body, all members of the Southern Section 2 of the First Association tracked down the eight chefs. In the end, the investigation ended when seven of them ate themselves.

"Moderation, you must exercise moderation!"

"I believe that when it comes to delicious food, you should never rush into it, or you'll end up regretting it later."

Du Jue tried his best to stay calm. The guy in front of him could actually call other chefs. There was no need to guess his identity. He was most likely one of the chefs!

However, only the living chef has appeared in the game, so it is impossible to confirm it now.

But Du Jue was certain that she was not from the Back Alley Butcher at all, otherwise the talent she had obtained before would not have been limited to this level.

In this haunted place called No. 23 Back Alley, the eight chefs are truly the local tyrants and have no problem commanding the butchers.

"Don't worry, I'm not that rude. Your life menu is definitely not complete yet."

"And if I eat you all at once, I'll be so desperate. I'll never be able to eat something like this again. I might as well die."

Du Jue breathed a sigh of relief, at least he wouldn't be slaughtered now.

"But we have to keep in touch."

"I can't bear it if I don't know where you are."

Under Du Jie's incomprehensible gaze, Yi Yin licked and bit his arm.

Yi Yin lowered his head to eat so much that blood splattered on his forearm, and many blood moles were dotted on Du Jue's face.

"This feeling of wanting to eat you is not bad either."

"Oh, don't get me wrong! These meal replacements are no match for you. You are unique!"

Who asked you? !

Facing Yi Yin's burning gaze, Du Jue slowly moved back to the parking lot until the large iron cage at the entrance covered his figure.

Put on your headphones and avoid pressing the play button tremblingly.

"鏌, are you there?"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Much better now.

We still have to equip these three tools with prosthetic bodies as soon as possible, at least we have a helper.

"Why are you shaking?"

Zulu looked at Du Jue, who was shaking for no apparent reason, and wondered if he had gone out with that woman to take drugs.

Enkephalin is still reliable. It will only make you feel comfortable but not crazy.

"Now that we have received the payment, we should go back."

What's the point of being just a city star? Sooner or later he will be at the top of the world.

Stop repeating yourself and calm down quickly.

Fear alone couldn't bring him down.

This was just his first time meeting this kind of person and he had no experience, but he would be able to make use of it next time!

"Okay, let's all get in the car."

Zulu didn't even check the payment for the goods. He told his younger brother to close the back door and prepare to go back.

Du Jue, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was eager to get promoted and become stronger.

The city is not a dungeon for him to level up. At low levels, he will also encounter city stars or color finishers.

He can't climb up so slowly, he should exercise his subjective initiative!

"Boss Zulu, I heard that Thumb is going to wipe out the Vacuum Fist. Are we, the Lost Dogs, involved in this?"

"Is the recent sweep of the back alleys just preparation for this?"

Zulu glanced at Du Jue, whose hair and clothes were wet with sweat, and became curious about what he had done with the female butcher and why he looked so exhausted.

Alas, it’s not easy to be in a gang.

For a moment, he felt a little pity and sympathy for Du Jue.

Bang!

Just as Zulu was about to speak, a large truck next to him turned and approached, and the collision immediately caused the vehicle to lose balance.

Du Jue, who didn't react in time, flew into the car window.

"Everyone, get down here. If you don't want to die, do it quickly."

18 Hook Gang

"I really can't rest for a moment."

Du looked calmly at the person coming from the right front.

They wore red-sleeved jackets and most of them wore fanged masks, so they looked like a decent gang.

The leader, Tae-in, looked at the refrigerated truck that didn't slow down at all, and angrily ordered everyone in the truck to be killed.

What surprised Du Jue was that the huge sickle-shaped weapon at Tairen's side was not held in his hand, but connected to his body.

"These guys have to have a knife to their necks to be obedient."

Just as the vehicle passed by, the sickle with the Alliance company's logo was swung violently, cutting a hideous gap in the steel body of the vehicle.

Zulu stepped on the brakes without showing any fear.

"If only we could hang a thumbs-up sign, there wouldn't be so many idiots attacking."

The gang member who rushed up was hit in the head by Zulu as soon as he climbed onto the car door.

Pushing open the car door, Zulu jumped out with his hands swinging.

"Hey, Brother Scythe, did you buy this living weapon from the Alliance Company? Is it compatible with the mechanical prosthesis?"

"I want to make one too, and then I can cosplay as a praying mantis."

Du Jue leaned against the car window and raised his chin towards Tae In.

This instantly made Tae-in furious, and he didn't even bother to say anything harsh.

An extremely sharp sickle rushed into the car window and was about to pierce Du Jue's head. The corners of Tae-in's mouth under the mask couldn't help but rise.

clang!

Du Jue raised his hand, pulled out a knife, and pressed hard on the sickle, then jumped out of the car window. The extreme agility he displayed made Tae In quickly step back.

A knife as fast as lightning stabbed towards his face. Tae-in barely dodged it but felt like he had walked through the gates of hell.

The knife that cut his face was ordinary and short. In the past, Tae-in was 100% sure that he could break an enemy holding such a ridiculous weapon into three pieces.

"Kill you!"

The second, slightly smaller sickle at Tae-in's side swept past swiftly, determined to rip Du Jue open.

A long line of blood immediately appeared under Du Jue's collarbone. He pulled back and tasted the blood on the blade.

"Why are you spicy and a little spoiled?"

"I'm going to eat you!"

With his eyes red, Tae-in sprinted and spun again, bringing with him a flash of swords and sabers.

Swish!

The knife that Du Jue suddenly threw hit Tae-in's right eye. The severe pain in his eye socket made him pause.

Du Jue dodged the sickle and did a front flip in front of Tairen. He quickly grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out cleanly, leaving a bloody arc.

"what!!"

Tae-in fell to his knees with his eyes covered, and McQuillin, holding a big knife, immediately protected him.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

"What misunderstanding?"

"We thought you were just tourists or shippers from other places, but we didn't expect you to be so strong. We won't come again next time."

McQuillin said this and without notifying anyone else, he picked up Tae-in and was about to leave.

Du Jue was amused. This city was really too weird. Could even something like this be considered a misunderstanding?

In other words, his current speed is far beyond that of ordinary people, so he can easily play with the opponent. If they really fight head-on, Du Jue feels that the sickle can throw him ten meters away.

The gang members evacuated quickly, and Zulu spat out a mouthful of blood foam before getting back into the car.

"Why don't you get in the car? These small gangs pop up every few days. Don't bother with them."

"I quite like that living weapon. Wait for me."

"Who the hell is waiting for you? It's a waste of time to take a long detour. I'll leave if you don't get in the car."

Du Jue completely ignored Zulu. After all, the payment for the goods was still in his hands, and he had refused to pay it even after being asked for it several times in the car.

The rich ones are the boss.

Following the bloodstains on the ground, Du Jue chased after him.

"Woof woof, human leg bang bang, this sandwich is more suitable for the physique of Lane 23 and is your first choice for fast food!"

As Du Jue walked out of the street, he saw the farce happening across the street. A girl with brown messy hair, wearing an exaggerated and funny hot dog doll costume, was lying on the ground soliciting customers.

Tae-in, who had his eyes covered, had limited vision and kicked the doll girl to the ground.

"You idiot, don't you have eyes when you walk?!"

Tae-in roared, blood flowed from between his fingers, and he immediately used the sickle to tear the doll's costume apart.

After narrowly escaping the situation, Lesti immediately prostrated herself and apologized profusely, even though it wasn't her fault.

"I'm telling you, your apology is very sincere."

"Yes, sir, please forgive me."

"But I hate guys like you who pretend the most."

Tear!

Sensing something was wrong, Lesti rolled over to avoid it, and a deadly sickle grazed her nose.