Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

It's clear that it was laughing quite hard this time.

"You kid, you might have a better future as a manzai performer than as a masseur."

Thirteen Orphans suppressed a laugh and said.

Manga is a form of platform comedy in Japan, usually performed by a duo.

One person takes on the more serious role of finding fault and making sarcastic remarks, while the other takes on the more comical role of playing the fool. The two tell jokes to each other at a very fast pace.

In terms of performance style, it is very similar to crosstalk.

However, in terms of performance content, manzai is more like a lighter version of crosstalk.

It's shorter, has fewer props, and the content is more up-to-date.

"I would still prefer to be a massage therapist."

Liu Zheng gave a perfunctory reply.

He's heard those kinds of words so many times he's practically sick of them.

Niu Ma said he was more suited to be a male escort than a food delivery driver.

The novelist said he was more suited to be a writer than a food delivery driver.

Nightingale said he's better suited to be a board game host than a food delivery driver.

Etc., etc.

Whatever industry he works in, there's always another one that suits him better.

Liu Zheng had no idea whether this was a compliment or an insult.

"I hope so."

Thirteen Orphans' gaze sharpened for a moment, then became clouded again.

After carefully putting away the little flower, Liu Zheng continued filling in the seams.

This time, with nothing else interfering, he smoothly filled all the gaps.

Actually, there weren't many in total; only some areas blocked by overgrown rocks required his intervention.

"finished."

Liu Zheng let out a long breath, then subconsciously pressed down on the surface of the stone figure.

It feels slightly firm to the touch, but after applying a little pressure, it becomes soft and fluffy, just like freshly fried thick-cut fries.

"Comfortable?"

Thirteen Orphans suddenly asked.

"That feels good. Excuse me, Minister, Mr. Shi, I was just admiring the fruits of my labor and couldn't help myself."

He apologized immediately.

"It's okay. Most newcomers can't help but touch it the first time. It's understandable."

Thirteen said.

"So they held back after the second time?"

"No, then they'll feel free to touch them without hesitation."

Thirteen Orphans shook his head.

"Okay, then."

Liu said with a strange expression.

It gives me the feeling of a little kid petting the neighbor's big, fierce-looking dog.

"However, they don't actually have many opportunities to get close, because Shi Sang prefers to use newcomers."

Thirteen said.

"understood."

He knew that the Cadillac owners he knew also liked to hire new drivers when they went to the same old spots.

"Shi Sang, are you done taking a bath?"

Thirteen asked.

Hehe~hehe~

The stone man made a sound as he sat down cross-legged.

The moment it sat down on the floor, the whole room shook.

"Alright, now it's time for your real test."

Thirteen said.

"Minister, you might not believe it if I didn't tell you, but I rarely give massages to non-humans."

Moreover, they are non-human beings without even flesh and blood.

"Many massage techniques used on humanoid clients can also be used on Ishi-san; you'll have to judge for yourself. But remember what I told you."

Thirteen said.

What are you saying?

Liu Zheng thought for a moment, and then quickly remembered.

"This guest enjoys SM."

Chapter 385 What's so inappropriate about looking at a stone?

"Mr. Shi, I need to confirm first, do you prefer physical SM or psychological SM?"

Liu Zheng asked cautiously.

After all, psychological abuse is still abuse, and the damage it causes can be far more lasting than that caused by physical abuse.

Hehe~

The stone man responded.

"Shi Sang said it likes physical things."

Thirteen Orphans answered on behalf of the speaker.

"Ok."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Active psychological abuse requires a high level of skill, and he really didn't have much experience with it.

Physical abuse is simple; just beat them up.

"You don't think physical abuse is easier than psychological abuse, do you?"

Thirteen Orphans saw through his thoughts.

"Indeed, Minister."

Liu Zheng admitted it.

"Your idea might not be wrong for others, but for Shi Sang... Shi Sang, can I demonstrate for this ignorant newcomer?"

Thirteen Orphans asks the Stone Man.

Hehe~

The stone man nodded slightly.

"Watch out, newbie."

Thirteen Yao stretched out a hand from her large bathrobe and then tucked the sleeve into her belt.

Then, he lowered his stance, sat on his horse, and threw a punch at the stone man.

The reason he used the word "push" was because his punching motion was so slow that Liu Zheng could clearly see the trajectory of his fist.

However, Liu Zheng soon realized something was wrong.

Despite it being just a straight punch, the muscles in Thirteen Yao's shoulder were constantly tensing and relaxing.

After discovering this, he focused intently on observing Thirteen Orphans' fist techniques.

Finally, Liu Zheng discovered the horrifying truth.

That seemingly ordinary punch was actually formed by the convergence of hundreds of punches.

"Southern Dipper Dark Demon Fist - A Thousand Strikes in an Instant".

Noticing the change in his expression, Thirteen Orphans casually called out the name of the move.

Then, his arm finally straightened.

"Southern Dipper Dark Demon Fist - Single Flying Wave Push".

As Thirteen Yao shouted out the name of his move again, black flames erupted from his right fist, then transformed into a blast of energy that flew towards the stone golem.

The speed of the energy wave is not fast, but its momentum is extremely astonishing.

Wherever it passed, the air was distorted and deformed, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures.

However, Liu Zheng did not feel the high temperature; instead, he felt a deep chill.

That wasn't true low temperature, but rather the creature's fear of death.

"Something."

Liu Zheng commented on his temporary leader.

Although he doesn't have the innate sensory abilities of the Metropolitan natives, judging from his posture, Thirteen Orphans' strength shouldn't be any worse than Samurai Ichiha's.

Well, it's just that the name of this move is a bit hard to describe.

Fortunately, he learned swordsmanship from Samurai Ichifa. Otherwise, if he went out and clashed with someone, and the other person came up with "Evil King*Flame Killing Black Dragon Wave", he would come up with "Single Flying Wave Push".

Hmm, it feels like they've already lost before the match is even over.

"BOOM!"

The stone man neither dodged nor avoided the black energy wave, allowing it to hit him.

The powerful energy exploded out with a roar, crashing against everything inside the barrier like a raging storm.

Faced with this shockwave, comparable to a heavy artillery bombardment, the objects inside the house reacted differently.

The stone figure at the center, needless to say, not only remained motionless, but even the flowerpot on its head was completely undamaged.

Thirteen Orphans was not harmed by his own move; his hairstyle simply changed from a 3/7 split to a middle part.

Even though the furniture in the house was blown everywhere, it did not suffer any real damage.

As for the last person...

Thirteen and Stone Man looked at Liu Zheng, who had rolled into a corner and blended into the pile of furniture, with somewhat complicated expressions.

"What are you doing?"

Thirteen asked, squinting.

"Tactical roll with invincibility frames?"

He thought for a moment and replied.

"What did you say?"

Thirteen Orphans was completely baffled.

"nothing."

Liu Zheng shook off the rotten lemons from his clothes and stood up.

"You embarrassed me right from the start."

Thirteen Yao glared at him.

Even if you can't stand still like them, you should at least pretend to put up a fight. What's the point of just collapsing and rolling away?