Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Although they were isolated by the formation and did not hear Liu Zheng's voice, she was certain of it.

"Is this... a deliveryman from the Bloody Restaurant?"

The virtuous monk was taken aback for a moment, then quickly found the relevant information in the database.

Although Buddhism has reduced its power to the metaverse, important common sense in the metropolis will still be disseminated.

"Am I being forced to deliver takeout?"

The monk was momentarily apprehensive, after all, the Bloody Restaurant's infamous reputation was highlighted in red in his database.

"Zhiwu, Zhizhang, Zhikong, stop him."

Just as Liu Zheng was about to rush into the area where the two sides were fighting, he shouted loudly.

"Yes, Master."

The three monks, who also used bionic bodies, responded and immediately abandoned the security guards they were fighting, and moved towards Liu Zheng.

"You Buddhists dare to stop the delivery people from the Bloody Restaurant? You're asking for trouble! Believe me, I'll report to the boss and our entire delivery department will storm into the metaverse and turn you all into donkey meat sandwiches."

Liu Zheng shouted loudly.

"Zhiwu, Zhizhang, Zhikong, wait a moment."

Upon hearing his words, the Venerable Master's face twitched, and he called out to his disciple.

His cultivation level was profound, and the bionic body he used was naturally of a very high standard, making micro-expressions and such without any problem.

I had been expressionless the whole time simply because I felt it was unnecessary.

"Amitabha. Sir, are you really a deliveryman for the Bloodstained Restaurant?"

The virtuous monk bowed with one palm and asked a question.

"Nonsense, would anyone be so bored as to impersonate us?"

Liu Zheng said irritably.

The bloody restaurant deliveryman is both feared and universally condemned.

If fake food delivery drivers can't be taxed, what's the point of impersonating them? Are they buying insurance to stage accidents?

"May I ask where you would like your takeout delivered?"

The virtuous monk said without taking offense.

"That's a trade secret, why should I tell you?"

He said it bluntly.

“You are unaware, but we have important business to attend to here. If you insist on not speaking, then we may not be able to let you pass.”

The venerable monk made a gesture, and Zhiwu, Zhizhang, and Zhikong silently approached again.

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

Liu Zheng sneered.

"Come on, if you don't let me deliver food, we'll all die."

He took out a teething stick and aimed it at the bald head of the virtuous monk.

Name: Tindalos's Teething Stick (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When thrown, it summons a Tindaros Hound that lasts for three minutes."

Note: Please be aware that the summoned dog may not necessarily be a Tindaros dog.

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

"Amitabha Buddha, why does the benefactor resort to such weapons right from the start?"

The virtuous monk's face trembled even more violently.

"If I don't use it now, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to use it again?"

Liu Zheng glanced at his three eager apprentices and said.

"Your disciples are all so energetic and vigorous, they're making me quite nervous. When I get nervous, my tentacles start to tremble uncontrollably. And when they tremble, oh dear!"

He cried out in surprise, and the teething stick almost slipped out of his tentacles.

"what!"

His slip caused all the monks and security guards to scatter like startled birds, completely disregarding the fact that they had been fighting each other just a moment before.

"Wow, it didn't fall off!"

Liu Zheng feigned surprise and said.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please take good care of this valuable item and don't drop it again."

The venerable monk reluctantly replied.

"That's hard to say. I'm notoriously clumsy and always drop things."

"Last time I dropped a bomb and it blew up the whole street."

"Hey, what do you think would happen if I threw teething toys into the metaverse? Would they all eat you up?"

He asked with a curious look on his face.

"Are you threatening this humble monk, benefactor?"

The venerable monk's face darkened.

"Yeah, so what?"

Liu Zheng appeared completely unconcerned, and the Great Monk was indeed threatened by him.

The city hall and the Tindaros family signed an agreement that they would not be allowed to appear arbitrarily within the metropolis and harm people.

However, whether the metaverse is considered part of the metropolis is an interesting question.

The virtuous monk did not want to gamble, nor did he dare to gamble.

If Buddha or several great bodhisattvas were to intervene, they would surely be able to capture the Tindaros Hound.

However, this strange creature is extremely vicious and vengeful, and it will surely cause trouble again in the future.

When the time comes, all the consequences will likely fall on his shoulders.

“Amitabha Buddha, as the saying goes, it is better to resolve enmity than to create it. We have no past grievances or present enmity with you, so why should we meet again in life or death?”

"If I remember correctly, you yourself probably couldn't escape the hunting of the Tindaros Hounds, could you?"

The venerable monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, suppressing his anger as he spoke.

"Yeah, so what? We're food delivery people, and every time we go out, we never plan to go back."

"Without a crazy drive that would kill everyone, how could we possibly deliver all the takeout orders?"

Liu Zheng said proudly.

"Your courage is admirable, but your method is far too offensive to nature."

The venerable monk shook his head.

"Why are you, a monk, talking about Taoist priests? Just tell me if I can deliver it or not."

"To whom exactly do you intend to deliver this takeout?"

The venerable monk asked persistently.

"This is so annoying. I'll just give it to the vampire girl in apartment 1219 of 'Aladdin', okay?"

Liu Zheng said impatiently.

"1219?"

The venerable monk turned his head and glanced at the room number; sure enough, it was the room of the person he was targeting.

As for the vampire girl, she probably refers to the vampire he defeated.

“What a coincidence, we have something to discuss with some of the benefactors from 1219. Why don’t you give me the takeout, and I will deliver it to you?”

The Venerable Master suggested.

"Dream on. What if you turn around and show it off to me?"

Liu Zheng naturally refused.

“Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk observes the precepts and does not eat meat or fish. Furthermore, this humble monk's body has no need for normal eating.”

"That's what the venerable monk said."

"Not needing it doesn't mean you can't eat it. Besides, there are plenty of monks who indulge in drinking and eating meat. How do I know you're not one of them?"

"Enough, enough. My sincere words have been treated as utter nonsense by you all. Let's settle this with our fists then."

"Certainly!"

Before the venerable monk could finish speaking, he suddenly formed a hand seal, and a beam of Buddhist light shot out from his hand seal with lightning speed, striking Liu Zheng.

He instantly felt his body stiffen, unable to move any part of his body.

"Ignorant, mentally challenged, and utterly incompetent, capture this scoundrel!"

The venerable monk shouted loudly.

If one could convert the deliverymen of the Bloody Restaurant into disciples, it would be a great merit.

When he meets the sea goddess and that blond-haired oddball, his path to becoming a Bodhisattva will be unobstructed.

"Yes!"

The three apprentices, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately pounced on Liu Zheng.

"Wang!"

A loud, short bark rang out, and the dog-headed man holding a Roman shield leaped high into the air, then delivered a powerful punch to the three monks.

The fierce force of the punches was impossible for the three to ignore, so they could only turn around and block.

"boom!"

After three punches in a row, Zhiwu, who was the first to receive the punch, spat out a mouthful of blue liquid.

Judging from its viscosity and gloss, it should be something similar to engine oil.

The two who took the punches later, Zhizhang and Zhikong, fared much better, only taking a few steps back.

As for the dog's head, it looked rather pitiful, with its short paws bent abnormally, as if it were already ruined.

"Roman kobold, I'll give you two hundred thousand to take out this bunch of bald bastards!"

Liu Zheng realized what was happening and immediately shouted.

Chapter 444 Kobold: More money, woof!

"Really a dog?"

The kobold stared at him with wide eyes.

"Really, the money is on me, I'll settle it immediately after payment. This is the deposit."

Liu Zheng took out a bundle of banknotes and threw it at it.

"Wang!"

The dog-headed man caught it in his mouth and then put it in the pocket of his security guard uniform.

"If I can kill a few more, can I get more money?"

It asked expectantly.

"Yes, you can earn 10,000 for every monk you kill. Everyone can earn this money, including yourselves."

Liu Zheng pointed at the monks and said.

Of course, the monks remained unmoved by this.