Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng found it somewhat unbelievable.

Even outside the city, it still falls within the metropolitan area.

The little bull in front of me didn't recognize the uniform of the Bloody Restaurant. It wasn't afraid of death. Did that mean that none of its family members were afraid of death either?

"I don't know him. Tell me quickly, or I'll kick him out."

Niu Daji said impatiently.

The bathhouse street is always bustling with customers, so it doesn't make a difference if there are one or two more.

"I am a deliveryman for the Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng said helplessly.

At this moment, he felt a bit like Liu Bei when he visited Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage three times and was stopped by a child outside.

Is this the fate of the Liu family?

"What the hell is a Bloody Restaurant?!"

Niu Daji stared wide-eyed in horror.

"Niu Xiaoji, run! Please beg my mother not to give my name to another child."

It yelled and charged at the tank with a pitchfork in hand.

Niu Daji had heard the legend of the Bloody Restaurant. In those people's mouths, the Bloody Restaurant was no different from places like hell, the underworld, or the netherworld.

The takeout from the Bloody Restaurant is like a last meal before death, and the deliverymen of the Bloody Restaurant are the messengers of death.

"Fine! Niu Daji, go ahead and die. Once you're dead, I'll be Niu Daji, hahaha."

Niu Xiaoji threw down his pitchfork and ran towards the torii gate on all fours.

"I'm CNM!"

Niu Daji turned around and cursed angrily before ramming his head into the front armor of the tank.

"I feel so dizzy, Grandma, what brings you here?"

It lay on its back on the ground, looking up at the sky and speaking.

"Wait, what are you two putting on a show for?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

He couldn't even recognize his uniform just now, but he went crazy again as soon as he heard the words "Bloody Restaurant".

Even if he wasn't delivering food to them, you should at least ask who it was for before you run off.

Otherwise, if the ones who weren't delivered to run away, and the ones who were delivered to stay, that would be both funny and ridiculous.

"Wake up, wake up."

Liu Zheng ignored Niu Xiaoji who had run away, jumped off the tank, pulled Niu Daji up, and then slapped him several times on both sides.

"Grandma, Grandma, where are you going? You still owe me two pounds of sweet potato vines."

Niu Daji said, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

“I don’t know where your great-grandmother went, but if you don’t wake up soon, I’ll send you to see her.”

He raised the boning knife and plunged it into the cow's upper brain.

"No! I won't eat sweet potato vines anymore."

The sharp pain from the back of its neck brought Niu Daji fully awake, and it raised its hooves and cried out.

"Who told you to eat sweet potato vines? Wake up, your brother has been on the run for ten years."

Liu Zheng swung his tentacle and lashed it hard across the center of its head, leaving a clear mark.

"He's awake, he's awake, stop hitting him, stop hitting him."

Niu Daji begged for mercy.

"Hmph! You're a down-and-out! If you had just stood your ground against me, I might have spared you! Now that you're begging for mercy, well, fine, I'll spare your life."

He resisted his urge to act and threw Niu Daji to the ground.

"Thank you, thank you for sparing my life, sir."

Niu Daji got up and said repeatedly.

It bowed and scraped while stealing glances at the machine gun on the tank.

Although it's called a machine gun, its caliber is practically indistinguishable from that of a cannon.

Niu Daji could almost foresee that once the metal storm was unleashed, it would become even more pulverized than the feed in the trough.

The mummy wielding a curved sword and glaring menacingly also put a lot of pressure on it.

"I wonder what the old man wants me to do?"

Niu Daji asked timidly.

“I don’t need you to do anything. I just asked you if this is Bath Street. The rest is all your own nonsense.”

Liu Zheng said.

"Huh? I thought you were here to deliver takeout to us."

Niu Daji said in surprise.

Did I fucking say that? Did you fucking ask that?

He grabbed the other person's shoulders and shook him violently.

"If I run after you tell me, it will be too late."

Niu Daji said confidently.

"I've discovered that everyone in your metropolis suffers from paranoia."

Liu Zheng shook his head and said.

But considering the living environment in a metropolis, it doesn't seem to make no mistake.

This is probably what they mean by survival of the fittest and convergent evolution.

"So what exactly are you here for?"

Knowing that the delivery wasn't for him, Niu Daji's tone hardened again.

"If you talk to me like that again, I'll turn you into takeout."

Liu Zheng inserted the boning knife into the flesh of its nape again, this time going even deeper.

"I was wrong, sir. Please tell me what you need."

Niu Daji immediately knelt down.

"Ha, they're all the kind of people who feel uncomfortable if they don't get hit."

He sneered.

If Niu Daji had answered properly, he would not only have avoided harming the other party, but would have also offered some benefits, after all, he was a seventh-rank official serving as the prime minister's gatekeeper.

But since the other party doesn't understand human language, Liu Zheng has to communicate with it in a way that it can understand.

He wielded the boning knife and sliced ​​off a piece of Niu Daji's head, as thick as a fingernail and as wide as a pair of glasses, close to Niu Daji's neck.

"what!"

"Shut up!"

Niu Daji had just shouted once when Liu Zheng stuffed his mouth with a boning knife.

Then, he took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuck it on Niu Daji's wound.

"It seems like one copy won't be enough."

Liu Zheng looked at the banknotes stained bright red with blood and said.

"Then let's add another one."

he said to himself.

"Not enough? Then add another one."

One, two, three.

His movements as he slapped the banknotes became increasingly forceful, and more and more blood seeped from Niu Daji's wound.

Then its complexion became increasingly rosy, and even its eyes began to shine.

In just a short while, the banknotes around its neck had exceeded its monthly salary.

"The bleeding seems to be stopping."

Liu Zheng said softly.

Niu Daji was startled upon hearing this, and quickly strained his muscles to reopen the wound that was about to stop bleeding.

"No, no, it can flow a little longer."

It said with a fawning smile.

"Forget it, I'm afraid you'll bleed to death later and I won't have anyone to question you."

Liu Zheng took the remaining banknotes back.

Niu Daji looked at the banknotes with reluctance, his eyes almost following them into the system space.

"Won't that commotion alert the security at the bathhouse?"

he asked.

"No, no, if someone were to cause trouble or the city hall were to come to inspect, we would get wind of it before we even get inside the torii gate. The two of us are just there to make a show of things."

Niu Daji quickly replied.

"Oh, so your brother won't say anything inappropriate when he goes in, will he?"

he asked again.

"Probably, no?"

Niu Daji said uncertainly.

When its younger brother was born, his brain was squeezed in the birth canal, and his words and actions are always unpredictable to the cows; only its mother can keep him in check.

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng ignored it.

"I'll call my mom right away."

Niu Daji immediately took out his phone.

"Mom, quickly call Niu Xiaoji and tell it not to speak, then come back to stand guard right away."

After the call connected, it spoke to the person on the other end of the line.

"Oh, I'll tell you after get off work. Go buy some good fodder, we'll have a nice meal at home tonight."

It said with a grin.

"Grandpa, I told my mom, and it immediately shut Niu Xiaoji up."

After hanging up the phone, Niu Daji said to Liu Zheng.

“Very good. My boss is a bull and a horse, and you are a minotaur. You both have bull heads, so this is fate. I like to help those who are destined to meet me.”

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and money is the boat. I have plenty of money; it just depends on whether you're willing to be ferried across."

He nodded.

"I'm willing, I'm willing. Even if you drown me in a sea of ​​money, I'd be willing to do it, let alone help me."

Niu Daji said repeatedly.

"Since you can work as a doorman, you must know the bathhouse area very well, right?"

he asked.

"Of course, my family has lived here since my great-great-grandmother's generation."