Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He made a guarantee.

How many can you get?

The white goose asked a very direct question.

"Five, I guess."

Liu Zheng gave a rather conservative figure.

Last time, the fisherman gave him four fish when he was helping the female divers, so it's not unreasonable for him to ask for five fish to repay this life-saving favor.

Moreover, he himself said that if you want fish, you can contact him.

"Ten articles."

The white goose quoted a fixed price.

"Row."

Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Ten is the price I'll pay for speaking on your behalf; the price from the British minister is different. I need to make that clear to you first."

"That's what the big white goose said."

"clear."

He nodded.

The brokerage fee still needs to be paid. Without a goose to relay messages, who knows what exorbitant price Britain would ask for.

For example, let him work as a waiter in a cosmic-level private room or something.

If there are private rooms of this level.

"Oh, by the way, could you get me a set of knives from the kitchen? I want to kill myself."

"That's what the big white goose said."

Liu Zheng glanced at the ox and horse, and the ox and horse nodded.

If I can't borrow the Seven Deadly Sins, I can still get a regular knife.

"no problem."

He said.

"It's hard to imagine how an employee who has only been with the company for five days could have such a wide network of contacts. That's probably why he chose you."

The white goose sighed and hung up the phone.

"I find it hard to imagine either. You really should check your lineage, kid. You might actually be a succubus."

"The cows and horses complained."

"What are the benefits of finding out she's a succubus?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yeah, in the metropolis, nine out of ten host clubs have succubi as their top performers. With your smooth talk, you could easily kill them all and make a fortune every day."

"The ox and horse said."

"I think it's more like a battle spirit. I don't have such big ambitions; I'm just happy to make some small money like this when I have nothing to do."

He patted the money box next to him and said.

"Hmph, you're young now and don't care about money. You'll understand when you marry someone from a lower race."

"The ox and horse said."

"Then I probably won't have that chance."

Putting aside the fact that Liu Zheng was about to run away, it seemed that none of the females he knew were of inferior races.

Needless to say, people like Si Xue, novelists, and nightingales are all included, and even the sea women should be at least of the middle class.

As for the vampire girl...

"Boss, what kind of race are vampires?"

"Middle race, I suppose. What, you slept with that vampire receptionist?"

The oxen and horses stood up abruptly.

It even made a bet with the kitchen staff, betting on who would get Liu Zheng's first kill.

"No. She was seriously injured at the cemetery and asked me to order some spicy Sichuan-style spicy blood curd for her."

Liu Zheng said.

"That's good."

The oxen and horses breathed a sigh of relief.

It didn't bet on a vampire girl.

"Then you can order."

The oxen and horses lay down again.

Am I qualified to order?

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"Yes, I have."

The ox and horse nodded.

"After you order it, you'll most likely become a completely inhuman person."

"Boss, can you talk without pausing for breath?"

He squinted and said.

"You haven't ordered yet either, have you?"

The ox and horse said nonchalantly.

"Forget it, I'll just ask the fisherman for help."

Unless there are special requirements, a takeout order shouldn't be a big deal for a fisherman.

Just as Liu Zheng was about to call the fisherman, Niu Ma's phone rang first.

"Ottawa, pick it up."

Niu Ma threw the phone over.

"Please speak, elder brother."

He grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.

"The British minister agreed, and he wouldn't accept any money."

Ottawa gets straight to the point.

"What about the conditions?"

"The condition is that you get it a mourning set."

Chapter 150 Primary Sexual Characteristics of Hospitals Selling Secondhand Products

"what?"

Although Liu Zheng had heard countless outrageous requests, this one was still far too outrageous.

No, can you really put that thing back on?

Even if he actually got it and installed it, would it work properly since it's not the original?

"Don't be so ungrateful. I risked my reputation to get this for you."

"That's what the big white goose said."

"Big Brother is awesome. But where do you get this thing?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"How did the British minister get injured?"

The white goose reminded me.

"That wasn't... Oh~"

It dawned on him.

"Hey bro, does that guy have a hobby of collecting these kinds of things?"

Liu Zheng looked at the cattle and horses with a strange expression.

"If you're so brave, say that to its face and see if it beats you to death."

The ox and horse said irritably.

"Have you forgotten that it sells 'meat'? It should be usable if you modify someone else's work."

it said.

"As expected of your metropolis."

Liu Zheng sighed.

There are all sorts of technologies, and their uses are all rather complicated.

"Your Metropolis?"

"Boss, you misheard. It's our Metropolis. But even if it's there, doesn't the black market not open for another two days?"

He said.

"Just wait a couple of days, are you in such a hurry?"

The ox and horse asked curiously.

I deliver some takeout, then take a nap while clutching a Sudoku magazine, and before I know it, it's the next day.

If you close your eyes and open them again, the black market will open.

"It's a bit urgent."

Niu Ma couldn't keep postponing his vacation; he needed to get everything settled before Niu Ma left.

"Then there's only the second option left."

"That's what the big white goose said."

"any solution?"

"The hospital should have second-hand mourning clothes for sale; you can try your luck there."

"The hospital."

Liu Zheng felt a chill on his neck.

Hospitals in real life are scary enough, but hospitals in this world are even more terrifying.

That's the kind of thing that could capture an old vampire and turn him into a dialysis machine, and then make him end up as the intestinal slave of the pajama guy, and in the end, they plundered his gold coins.

The money in the cash box was still warm.

"These are the only two places I know of. You'll have to find the other options yourself."

"I believe you can do it, keep going."

The white goose offered a word of encouragement and then hung up the phone.

"Boss."

Liu Zheng looked at the cattle and horses with expectant eyes.

"Don't look at me, I really don't know anyone at the hospital, and I have no way to get into the black market in advance."

The oxen and horses shook their heads vigorously.

"Do you know anyone who might be connected?"