Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

She felt both disappointed and elated.

Disappointment stems from the loss of a major source of support, while elation arises from the absence of an unstable factor.

"From now on, you are not allowed to go to the 11th floor, nor are you allowed to send anyone to the 11th floor."

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay, I understand."

Wang Manni hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

"You'd better keep your word. Someone will be keeping an eye on you for me."

"Maybe one day I'll come back and crush you all again in a tank."

He said coldly, then hung up the phone.

After thinking it over, the remaining ones either didn't have a phone number or there was no need to contact them individually.

So he put his phone away.

"Hey bro, can I borrow your Sudoku magazine?"

Liu Zheng said to the oxen and horses.

"You've arranged so much for others, why don't you arrange anything for yourself?"

Niu Ma dug out a Sudoku magazine and threw it to him, then asked a question.

"Arrange something, a cemetery? I don't think I'll ever need it."

Liu Zheng replied while flipping through the magazine.

If he comes back alive, then naturally he won't need to buy himself a burial plot.

If he died at the Imperial View Villa, Peacock probably wouldn't have allowed anyone else to collect his body.

Of course, Liu Zheng probably wouldn't die there.

If he finds something is wrong, he will immediately settle the copy.

The basic requirement of the mission is to survive for 72 hours. He will have been alive for seven days tomorrow, which is more than twice the mission requirement. He can take a gamble.

"For example, leaving a will for your family or something."

"The ox and horse said."

"I have no family."

Whether in the real world or the virtual world, he is an orphan.

"Then let's be friends."

"Yes, I kept it. Those were the phone calls just now."

Liu Zheng said.

"Boss, do you want me to leave you any last words? How about having a baby soon?"

He said with a grin.

"Forget it, I don't want my little calf to get tainted by your bad luck."

The ox and horse said irritably.

"I think I'm actually quite lucky."

Liu Zheng defended himself.

"Yeah, too."

The oxen and horses looked him over and nodded.

An ordinary person as capable of causing trouble as him would have died seventeen or eighteen times over by now; he wouldn't still be able to cause trouble here.

"I have a way for you to avoid this situation for a while. Would you like to try it?"

Suddenly, the ox and horse spoke up.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng replied without hesitation.

"Don't you ask what the method is, how dangerous it is, and what the cost will be?"

"I trust you, boss. Besides, things can't get any worse than they are now, right?"

He said it nonchalantly.

"That's not necessarily true. The longer you hide, the more peacock's anger will build up. She might just want to torment you now, but when you come back, she might just scatter all your 'flesh'."

Niu Ma sneered.

"I don't want to gamble my life on someone else's feelings."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

Moreover, once he can no longer hide, he will simply end the instance, and even if Peacock gets so angry that he turns the metropolis upside down, it will be none of his business.

"I hope you won't regret it. Oh, and you won't even remember it by then."

After Niu Ma finished speaking, he took out his phone and made a call.

"what's up?"

A deep, powerful voice rang out.

Liu Zheng recognized the voice on the other end of the phone as Oinke.

"Boss, I need your help to open the secret door to the black market."

The ox and horse adopted a more respectful tone.

"The black market opens the day after tomorrow, is there such a rush?"

"It's a bit urgent."

"The ox and horse said."

"Okay, it will open in half an hour."

Oink hung up the phone.

"Let's go."

Niu Ma put away his phone and said to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng nodded, then followed it out of the lounge.

Chapter 236 Oink: Let me help this human deliver takeout?

Arriving at that secluded alley again, this time there was no black fog at the entrance.

After Niu Ma and Liu Zheng waited quietly for a while, the scene in front of them finally changed.

In the void, a butcher's knife sliced ​​through space.

Then, two muscular hands pushed outwards with all their might, and a huge mouth full of sharp teeth slowly opened.

"Come in."

Oink's voice came from inside the giant mouth.

"Follow."

The oxen and horses let out a bellow and charged into the giant mouth.

Given its size, its enormous mouth could hardly contain it.

Moreover, the giant mouth didn't seem to want it to pass through so easily, and tried hard to close its mouth and chew it up.

Fortunately, Oink's arms were as hard as its butcher's knife, making it impossible for the giant jaws to clamp down.

Even so, the cattle and horses were still scratched with bloody grooves by their sharp teeth.

After it finally managed to squeeze in, Liu Zheng immediately followed.

He had an easier time going in than the cattle and horses; not only was he unharmed, but he even had the leisure to observe the giant mouth's teeth.

He discovered that the giant mouth's sharp teeth did not resemble animal fangs, but rather human teeth that had been polished.

So, this is a human mouth?

Before Liu Zheng could think it through, he arrived at the black market.

The black market was even quieter than the last time I came; there were no lights on the houses on either side, making it look like a dead-end alley.

A chilling sensation, like a venomous snake, slowly crept up Liu Zheng's feet, then up his legs and up his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"Humph!"

Oink picked up the butcher's knife and slapped Liu Zheng on the shoulder.

After a slight cracking sound, the strong smell of blood filled his nostrils, causing him to sneeze.

However, that chilly feeling dissipated as a result.

"Let's talk after we go in."

Oink put away his butcher's knife and led the two back to its slaughterhouse.

Many pots of soup were still simmering in the hall, the roaring fire bringing warmth and a sense of security.

Why did you go to the black market ahead of time?

Oink walked up to a pot, stirred the broth with a long-handled spoon, and then asked.

"This kid is going to deliver takeout to Peacock tomorrow."

"The ox and horse said."

"Didn't you deliver food for him once before? Even if he's a peacock, there's no need for him to order takeout so often, right?"

Oink asked curiously.

The Bloody Restaurant's takeout service offers very poor value for money; since delivery isn't mandatory, virtually no one orders it.

This is also why there are only two people in the delivery department.

Even wealthy people wouldn't want to be taken advantage of, especially since Peacock and Si Xue, the current owner of the Bloody Restaurant, have a very bad relationship.

"It was intentional, just to kill this kid. Didn't I tell you last time? This kid blew up an entire floor of her office building."

"The ox and horse said."

"Oh, that explains it."

If someone were to bomb an office building, even an entire one, they should report it to the police and file an insurance claim. Peacock probably wouldn't even know.

After all, so many office buildings in the Metropolitan Area belong to her; blowing up one or two is about the same as an ordinary person breaking a brick while building a house.

But if it was done by a deliveryman from a bloody restaurant, then it's a different story. It's not an economic issue, but a matter of face.

For these top figures, face is far more valuable than money.

"What do you want to do? Make me deliver takeout in his place?"

Oink said.

"what?"

Liu Zheng was shocked. He didn't know that food delivery could be arranged by someone else?

"The boss has all your 'flesh,' and with your own flesh and blood disguise, we can fool the restaurant and the city hall. It'll be a short time, but enough for a delivery."

"It's like a cow and a horse," Niu Ma explained.

"I see."

As expected of the Metropolis, it is characterized by its strict rules and numerous loopholes.

"Have you thought it through? If you want me to deliver it, then I'll have repaid your favor."

Oink asked with a serious expression.

"I've thought it through, but I don't want you, boss, to deliver it."