Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Hello children, I'm your, um, Uncle Electrician. Today's performance is about using a cannon to kill mosquitoes. I hope you enjoy it."

He spoke enthusiastically to the camera, just like a host of a children's program.

"No!"

The black cockroach screamed with its last breath.

Then it couldn't make a sound because Liu Zheng had stuffed it into the cannon barrel.

"Let the show begin."

Liu Zheng said.

The loader, Cassitzen, nodded, shoved a thinner shell into the breech, and pushed the black cockroach forward.

"Hold on."

He lifted the DV camera out of the top cover and then waved his tentacles.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the shell flew into the sky, leaving behind countless fragments and liquid in its wake.

"The appetizer is over, kids. Now it's time for the electrician to take you to the main course."

Liu Zheng flashed a bright smile at the camera.

Chapter 198 Liu Zheng: I want a woman, I want a woman!

Cheng Xiaomei stared blankly at the sky, the dense foliage blocking out the sun.

She tried to reach out and push aside the branches and leaves, but found herself unable to move.

It turned out that Cheng Xiaomei's limbs and head were fixed in place by a jelly-like, amber-like secretion.

She couldn't even turn her head, let alone move.

She could only try to move her eyes and look into the distance.

Several well-dressed insects were sitting around a table having hot pot.

Plates of thinly sliced ​​meat looked crystal clear, and even the presentation was exquisite, making them incredibly tempting.

Above the table was a woman who had been cut in half, with blood dripping down her spine into the hot pot.

Her face is hyper-realistic, with delicate and youthful features; she looks like she's probably not even twenty yet.

Cheng Xiaomei knew that she was indeed not yet twenty.

Besides this, she knows a lot more.

She knew the woman's name was Ali, and that she had been recruited from the old town and, like her, was a cleaner.

However, because he came from the old city, his salary was only half that of Cheng Xiaomei, and he was also responsible for cleaning dirty and dangerous places like toilets.

But Ali is still very happy every day, and she will share the meals she cooks with Cheng Xiaomei.

Cheng Xiaomei would always decline, not because she was worried that Cheng Xiaomei wouldn't have enough to eat, but because Cheng Xiaomei's cooking skills were really terrible, and the more effort she put into it, the worse it tasted.

But this doesn't stop Cheng Xiaomei from liking this woman very much, and she even shows her photos of her three sons.

Just two weeks ago, she didn't see Ali at lunchtime.

After some inquiries, it was discovered that she had forgotten to knock on the door while cleaning the toilet, disturbing a manager who was using the toilet, and was therefore transferred to the 11th floor.

Everyone knows that the 11th floor is a place that devours people without spitting out their bones.

Cheng Xiaomei was just a cleaner, and there was nothing she could do but mourn for Ali.

Prayer? There are too many gods in the metropolis, but the vast majority of them are evil gods.

Perhaps all the benevolent gods have been excluded by the city hall, or perhaps there are no benevolent gods in this world to begin with.

Cheng Xiaomei never expected that she would suffer the same fate as Ali so soon.

Why was she so bewitched that she gave the insecticide to that person because of a cup of coffee?

She knew perfectly well that the big boss and the owner of the Bloody Restaurant didn't get along.

"Perhaps there's no reason why."

Cheng Xiaomei thought of it.

She was just a woman, and no woman could resist a man like that.

Even men probably wouldn't be able to resist it.

"It's a pity, I still don't know his name."

Cheng Xiaomei felt somewhat regretful.

"Ali."

She looked at the girl again.

Ali's vitality is as tenacious as the old city. She survived for half a month on the 11th floor and could even laugh happily.

But in order to protect Cheng Xiaomei, she was still caught by the insects.

"Sister Xiaomei, you still have three children, you must live on."

She said this to Cheng Xiaomei before she was hung up.

"I'm so useless."

Two lines of tears streamed down Cheng Xiaomei's face.

"Die, you'll be free when you're dead."

She closed her eyes and stopped looking at anything.

Coming to the 11th floor isn't entirely without its advantages; at least after death, the family can receive a large sum of compensation, and it's a full payment.

The goal is simple: to reduce the risk-taking courage of the waiters, ensure the safety of the members, and allow them to have more fun.

Even with my eyes closed, I could still hear.

Cheng Xiaomei listened to the insects clinking glasses and making disgusting hissing noises.

She also heard the dripping sound of blood falling into the soup pot.

Gradually, the chirping of the insects grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely.

Only the sound of dripping blood continued.

"what happened?"

Cheng Xiaomei opened her eyes and saw the insects staring intently at the direction behind her.

She tried desperately to look back but couldn't, so she could only close her eyes again and listen with her ears.

Soon, she heard it.

That was the sound of a steel behemoth's heart beating.

The voice grew closer and closer until it reached Cheng Xiaomei's side.

She was finally able to see the person who had come in.

"what car is this?"

Cheng Xiaomei didn't recognize the tank, nor did she know why a car would drive into the 11th floor.

But with the skills of those at the bottom of society to make a living, she knew that her chance to survive might have arrived.

"Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to the nest?"

A deliberately distorted voice, amplified by a loudspeaker, came from inside the tank.

Cheng Xiaomei felt the name sounded familiar, but couldn't quite place it.

"Who are you? How did you get on the 11th floor?"

The insects exchanged glances, and one of them, dressed in a kung fu shirt and with several strings of different materials on its forelimbs, stood up and asked a question.

"You came up by elevator."

said the voice.

"Don't you know you can't come in by public transport? Driving a tank is such an absurd thing. Which department are you from?"

"The beaded insect asked."

"Oh, I work at the Bloody Restaurant's takeout department."

Cheng Xiaomei's eyes widened, and she bit her lip hard to keep from screaming.

"Which idiot ordered takeout from the Bloody Restaurant on the 11th floor?"

The beaded insect cursed loudly.

"Not necessarily, it could also be a forced delivery."

Another insect in a green suit shook its head.

"Isn't this great? We have another chance to exchange for more spending opportunities."

Another bug wearing a polo shirt laughed.

Even senior executives at the deputy director level can only come once a week.

However, if you can kill a deliveryman at a bloody restaurant, you can ask the property management to give you a month's worth of free meals.

If you can catch one alive, you can even exchange it for six months of free usage, plus a discount.

Although they wouldn't normally take such a risk, they won't let go of something that comes their way.

"Then let's call everyone over."

"The beaded insect said."

A group of insects nodded and then emitted a high-frequency sound that was inaudible to the naked ear.

They seemed remarkably fearless in the face of the massive cannon barrels.

"You're calling people in front of me, aren't you being incredibly disrespectful?"

Liu Zheng crawled out of the top cover and said with a grin.

"It's really him."

Cheng Xiaomei looked up at him, her eyes finally brightening, but her tears flowed even more profusely.

The insects stopped calling for their minions and all looked at Liu Zheng.

It wasn't because they decided to give him face, but because of the chewing stick he was holding.

"Young man, calm down. Letting that dog out won't do any good for any of us."

While persuading Liu Zheng, the beaded worm glanced at the polo shirt worm.

The latter is a small beetle with a yellowish-brown head dotted with black vertical spots in the middle.

Polo Shirt Bug shook his head. The distance was too far, and the other party had only shown their head, making the success rate of a sneak attack too low.

"I didn't want to unleash the dogs either, but you guys wanted to risk my life for the reward money!"

Liu Zheng said casually.

"We were being impolite just now. How about this, you deliver your takeout, we eat our hotpot, and we'll just keep to ourselves, okay?"

"The bracelet insect suggested."

It's just a tank; they can't beat it, but they can escape.

But if the Tindaros Hounds were summoned, the consequences would be dire.

Even if the problem is eventually resolved, half of those present will die, and no one knows which half they will be.

"not so good."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Then what else do you want?"

The beaded insect spoke, suppressing its anger.