Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

He said.

Since the system hasn't given a definition for the clown anyway, we might as well trust the makeup artist, Big White Goose.

"Oh, I see. Then I'll draw you a fundamentalist clown."

The white goose thought for a moment, then opened the suitcase at its feet and took out a small jar.

Upon opening the can, a strong smell of paint mixed with mold wafted out.

"Lower your head."

As soon as Liu Zheng lowered his head, the big white goose poured a can of water over him.

The thick, white liquid splashed out, but miraculously it didn't splatter anywhere else. Instead, it perfectly covered his face, without even touching his eyes, nose, or mouth.

"Stretch out your tentacles."

The white goose took out a brush, brushed it a few times on its tentacles, and then pierced them.

Crimson blood gushed out instantly.

"Your blood isn't red enough."

The white goose was not very satisfied.

"Isn't purplish-red more sinister?"

"You watched the clown in the porn movies, didn't you?"

The big white goose rolled its eyes.

"a ha ha ha."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

"Never mind, I'll use mine."

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

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

"Older people often have poor blood circulation, so it's good to have some bloodletting occasionally."

As the white goose spoke, it stuck a calligraphy brush into its wing.

A splash of red appeared briefly, but instead of shooting out, it slowly seeped into the tip of the pen, thick and heavy like mercury.

After the brush tip was completely stained red, the white goose suddenly swung its brush, making a stroke on its eyes, nose, and mouth.

"The main event comes next."

The white goose took a box out of the trunk, and when it opened it, two curved, thin eyebrows writhed on the velvet cushion like two worms.

The white goose carefully used tweezers to pick up the thin eyebrow and then attached it to Liu Zheng's eyebrow.

The thin eyebrows twisted and turned, automatically burrowing into Liu Zheng's flesh and blood, fitting perfectly, as if they had always been there.

But they still didn't stop wriggling, looking just like him constantly making faces, which was quite comical.

But this is probably the effect that the white goose wanted to achieve.

"Not bad."

The big white goose said with satisfaction.

It used to dress up its waiters as clowns for the amusement of customers.

However, that was more than ten years ago. Now that he's back in the same profession, he's still got it.

Liu Zheng took out the Lucky Joker card, and a system notification immediately sounded.

"'Lucky Joker' card is now in effect."

His mouthparts outlined a deep smile.

"Young man, although I don't know what you're going to do, it's best not to act impulsively."

"The longer you live, the stronger you become, and the more things you can do."

"With your talent, in a year or two, even cattle and horses will only be your underlings. In another ten years or so, it's not impossible for you to climb to a higher position."

"Li was too impatient; otherwise, he might not have failed."

"Young man, you have seen his end, so don't follow in his footsteps."

The white goose spoke much faster than usual.

"ten thousand years is too long, fight for now."

Liu Zheng was silent for a moment, then repeated what he had said to Red Ghost.

"Sigh, I knew I couldn't persuade you. Perhaps all the capable people among you humans have this kind of personality."

The big white goose sighed.

"You've been his boss for so long, why didn't you teach him anything?"

It looked at the cattle and horses and teased them.

"What do you mean it's been so long? I've only known this kid for six days."

Niu Ma couldn't help but complain.

"Uh"

The big white goose choked.

"It's only been six days? I thought it had been years. Oh well, good luck to you."

It shook its head, then wagged its tail and left.

"Be careful of this old thing; I can't see through him."

Suddenly, the ox and horse reminded him.

"It's alright, boss. I only trusted you anyway."

Liu Zheng smiled and said.

Although I don't believe everything, I believe a little more than others.

"If you disgust me again, I'll beat you to a pulp."

The ox and horse shivered and said fiercely.

"what."

Liu Zheng stopped teasing it and instead took out the skill disc.

He glanced at the product description, then resolutely inserted the disc into his temple.

After a brief period of pain, the disc turned into a beam of white light and shot deep into Liu Zheng's brain.

Countless blurry phantoms flashed past his eyes, like a revolving lantern.

These are the skills stored on the disc, and he can only obtain one of them.

Liu Zheng closed his eyes and reached forward to grab.

All the other phantoms disappeared, except for the one he had caught, which disappeared into his body.

"Gained passive skill: Interrogation Master".

"Interrogation Master: Your interrogation effectiveness will be greatly improved."

"This skill is truly worthy of being produced by the Public Security Bureau."

Judging from the skill's effect, this skill doesn't directly help with the following actions, but it could also be very useful.

But no matter what, getting a passive skill is already a great success.

"Dong dong."

As Liu Zhengzheng was pondering, a sharp pain shot through his calf.

He looked down and saw that it was the ghost hand tapping his shinbone with its knuckles.

Liu Zheng thought for a moment, moved the stool back, and then closed the door to the lounge.

Sure enough, the ghostly hand crawled in through the movable door the next second.

These strange residents have an increasingly strong sense of ritual.

Liu Zheng watched speechlessly as it crawled to his feet, then put down the takeout order and prepared to leave.

He extended a tentacle and grabbed it, then took a cup of coffee from the delivery box and handed it over.

The ghost hand grew a mouth, then pursed its lips, looking somewhat disgusted.

"You're lucky to have any drinks at all, why are you being so picky? Besides, if they don't give you any, you brought it on yourself."

Liu cursed inwardly, then made a gesture as if to take the coffee back.

Ghost Hand quickly grabbed the cup, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed it.

Liu Zheng smiled and fed it a few more dried fish.

After eating and drinking its fill, it let out a burp and waddled out of the rest room.

"I feel like you're practically raising it like a pet?"

Niu Ma couldn't help but complain.

"I don't have the ability to keep such a high-class pet."

He denied it while picking up the takeout order.

"Meal: One fish head milkshake"

Address: 11th Floor, Block E, Xihe Center.

"Orderer: Chen Xiaoxue"

Time limit: Two hours

"Chen Xiaoxue"

Liu Zheng silently repeated the name to himself, then stuffed the takeout order into his pocket.

"Let's go, boss."

He said hello and prepared to set off.

"Hey!"

The oxen and horses called out to him.

As Liu Zheng turned around, a dark shadow struck him squarely on the forehead, making him see stars.

He instinctively caught the falling shadow; it turned out to be the commemorative medal.

"Get out of here, don't delay my rehabilitation."

Niu Ma picked up a pornographic magazine and started reading it.

Liu Zheng didn't say anything, put the commemorative medal in his pocket, and walked out of the lounge.

The food containers were packed into the Legendary delivery box, and everything was verified.

He got through to the driver.

"I want to rent that tank."

He got straight to the point.

"Sure, do you need a car rental?"

"I found a car crew myself, are four people enough?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The standard configuration is five people, but four is enough. You can act as the machine gunner."

The driver replied.

"Okay. I also want the fart bomb you mentioned last time."

He said.