Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

There seemed to be sounds of movement inside, but it quickly fell silent, and the paper door showed no sign of being opened.

"It's me, Old Man Qing, here to bring you incense."

Seeing this, the old man said.

"Shh!"

The paper door was immediately pulled open.

An old man dressed in a white stand-up collar and white hat, who looked more like a chef than a masseur, came out.

He was very short, even shorter than the old man, and almost a dwarf.

But his arms were very well-developed, longer and wider than his body, and looked very deformed.

"Where's the aroma?"

As soon as Thirteen Orphans came out, he asked the question directly.

"I have plenty of incense, but you have to do me a favor first."

"That's what the old man Qing said."

"Heh, stop bragging, old man Qing. At the speed at which you make incense, you'd give every last bit to the bathhouse, and there wouldn't be enough left for you to smell yourself. Hey, young man, what's your name?"

After complaining about Old Man Qing, Thirteen Orphans suddenly changed the subject and looked at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng, however, kept his eyes down and ignored his words and actions.

"Young people these days are getting more and more impolite."

Thirteen sighed and shook his head.

"Stop pretending, Thirteen, everyone knows you like to bully newbies."

"Old Qing sneered."

If it weren't for the fact that the massage department has been unable to retain staff since Thirteen took over, they might not have lost the big battle with Gaga Soo Bathhouse last time.

"That's not bullying, that's care. If they can't even withstand my mental input, how can they withstand the mental pollution from those guests?"

Thirteen Orphans defended himself.

"Heh, if it were me thirty years ago, I might have believed your nonsense, but now, oh dear!"

Old Man Qing spat on the ground.

"Speak, old man Qing, what exactly do you want from me?"

"My nephew wants to work for you."

Old Man Qing entered the group.

"Sure, one serving of milk flavor,"

Thirteen Orphans has set a price.

"We've known each other for decades, do I look like an idiot?"

Old Qing rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.

In fact, the hardest part was bypassing Granny Tang's surveillance, which is why she was willing to give the brain incense to the Crow People.

"Then let it be a token of my heartfelt sincerity."

Thirteen Orphans is a second-best option.

"No. It's not worth it."

Old Man Qing continued to shake his head.

"Then you make a price."

I'm too lazy to guess Thirteen Orphans anymore.

"A stick of sausage."

Old Man Qing quoted a price.

"It smells like sausage, but what kind of sausage?"

"Small intestine".

"That's what the old man Qing said."

"Add another stick of sausage."

After pondering for a moment, Thirteen Orphans spoke.

The small intestine is the longest in the human body, while the large intestine is the largest.

"make a deal."

After hesitating for a moment, the old man said.

"I've already used the incense made by Menqianqing today, so please bring these two sticks to me tomorrow."

Thirteen Orphans said bluntly.

"Her cooking is nothing compared to mine. Even a dog wouldn't smoke it."

"Old Qing said rather displeased."

"Her fragrance is indeed not as good as yours, but she makes it faster, so I can inhale it every day. As for you, the last time I inhaled your fragrance was more than a year ago."

Thirteen said.

"It's one year and three months,"

"No, it's one year, two months, and twenty-three days."

Thirteen Orphans corrected him, his eyes seeming to soften somewhat.

Chapter 377 Why don't you go to the Service Department?

"Save your breath, old man. Even if it's 1223 years from now, I still won't agree to it."

"Old Qing said expressionlessly."

"Qingmei, we've been childhood sweethearts, growing up together. Don't you understand my feelings for you? Why won't you accept me?"

Thirteen sighed.

"You mean your feelings for me? You mean you borrowed a large sum of money from me when you said you had an emergency, but it turned out to be used to pay off that bitch Duan Yaojiu's gambling debts?"

"Old Qing sneered."

"Ahem, that's all in the past. Duan Yaojiu has already been replaced, why bother with those things?"

Thirteen Orphans said somewhat awkwardly.

"Besides, I've already returned the money to you."

he continued.

"Is one hundred yuan back then the same as one hundred yuan now?"

Old Man Qing's voice rose a little.

"Then I'll give you interest, okay?"

The volume of Thirteen Orphans also increased.

"What kind of tone is that? Is it a given that you have to pay interest when you borrow money? It sounds like I'm begging you."

The old man raised his voice, drowning out him.

"Then I beg you, please? I beg you to have mercy and accept the interest from this lowly person."

Thirteen Orphans bowed deeply and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"You think you're the only one who knows how to bow?"

Anger flashed across the old man's face as he bowed deeply, the parts hanging from the shrine maiden's robes jingling loudly.

"whispering sound!"

Seeing this, Thirteen Orphans bent his waist even harder.

"Humph!"

The old man followed the same method.

"Uncle, Minister Thirteen, that's enough."

After several rounds, Liu Zheng, who had been watching the show, had to step in to stop it.

Although this melodramatic soap opera about the elderly is quite interesting, if they keep bowing like this, their heads will be buried in their butts soon.

Although they'll probably be fine, seeing this scene so soon after arriving is still a bit too exciting.

"Let him/her stay here for now!"

Old Man Qing and Thirteen Yao spoke at the same time.

"Then I'll count to three, two, one, and you can all stay here together, okay?"

Liu Zheng asked helplessly.

Neither of them spoke, but silence was tantamount to acquiescence.

"Three, two, one!"

When the number one was called, Old Man Qing and Thirteen Orphans straightened up at the same time.

Their speed was so fast that it looked like a bent spring being released, which was quite bizarre.

"Alright, I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense. Do you want my nephew or not?"

Old Man Qing said impatiently

"Of course I want your nephew."

Thirteen Orphans said without hesitation.

"However, we still need to conduct an onboarding test. You know, our bathhouse caters to those kinds of customers. If he's not up to the task, hiring him would only harm him."

He immediately added.

"You know it all, how could I not know? My nephew, how could there be a problem with his abilities?"

Old Man Qing said this, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Zheng.

The latter nodded slightly.

"That would be great. I'll take him to the test now. Don't leave yet. If he fails, then you can take him away."

Thirteen Orphans said upon seeing this.

"it is good."

"Young man, come in."

Thirteen said to Liu Zheng.

He had no intention of asking Liu Zheng's name, nor was there any need to.

If he fails the test, he won't need to know Liu Zheng's name.

If the test is successful, Liu Zheng will have a new name.

"Ok."

As soon as he entered the barrier house, Thirteen Immediately pulled the paper door shut, leaving no gaps.

Thirteen's room was larger than Old Man Qing's room, and the furniture, such as the low table and cabinets, looked much more upscale. There were also some decorative items, such as massage tools.

That's normal, though. Old Qing is just a senior technician, while Shisanyao is already a department head.

"My time is precious, so I won't waste it chatting with you. Young man, what techniques did you learn before?"

Thirteen asked.

"I don't know what technique it is, but my master said it was a family tradition."

Liu Zheng said, half-jokingly.