Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Then I'll take Masa-chan to the dojo."

She said.

"No need. Where's Xiao Wan? Just have her and Qingzi take me there."

Liu Zheng refused.

Although he rescued Xiao Wan on a whim, since he had accepted the gifts, he had to make sure Xiao Wan was taken care of.

He didn't need to say anything special; just mentioning Xiao Wan's name each time he came would be enough for Jinzi to know his attitude.

"Sigh, they forget the old with the new. It's really heartbreaking."

Jinzi rolled her eyes at Liu Zheng and said resentfully.

"There's nothing we can do, that's just how we scumbags are."

他笑眯眯地说道。

"Brother Liu Zheng."

Xiao Wan, who rushed over, happily hugged his tentacle.

"Honey, you look like you've gained weight."

Liu Zheng asked suspiciously.

Xiao Wan has become Zhong Wan.

"Where? I'm still developing."

Xiao Wan glanced at her little belly and said embarrassedly.

"She eats a lot every day, eating meat and drinking alcohol in large quantities, saying she wants to learn your bold and unrestrained style."

Qingzi reported her.

"Qingzi! If you say that again, I won't comb your hair tonight!"

Xiao Wan screamed.

"Hehe. You said this morning that it was 'happy weight gain,' so why are you hesitant to say it now?"

"I'll just smile mischievously."

"You! Brother Liu Zheng, look at her!"

Xiao Wan buried her face in Liu Zheng's arms, feeling wronged.

"It's great, the more you eat, the bigger you grow. I like big breasts and long legs."

Liu Zheng patted her head and said.

"Well, my breasts aren't small either."

Qingzi glanced at her chest and muttered to herself.

Niu Daji looked at his pectoral muscles and nodded in satisfaction.

The four of them arrived at the entrance of the dojo, joking and laughing all the way. Qingzi and Xiaowan stopped at the entrance.

No matter how familiar they are, they are still employees of the bathhouse and it is not appropriate for them to be in this kind of setting.

Liu Zheng nodded, and Niu Daji, understanding the signal, pushed open the door.

It might not be very skilled at other things, but guarding and opening doors is a skill it has inherited from its ancestors.

As soon as I entered, five pairs of sharp eyes shot over.

Liu Zheng looked up and saw the five members of the Extreme Flavor Group kneeling on the arena, dressed in black with solemn expressions, but none of them were carrying swords.

"She's quite sensible."

He nodded.

Although these extraordinary beings have many ways to conceal their weapons, not revealing them is a way of showing their stance.

If the Extreme Flavor Group dares to fight openly, Liu Zheng will give them a warning.

Facing the gazes of the five-man group, he calmly walked onto the stage and sat down on the ground in front of the pot of soup.

Niu Daji hesitated for a moment, but did not sit down. Instead, he stood behind Liu Zheng, just like when he was guarding the door.

"I will definitely deliver this takeout."

Liu Zheng got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, the soup pot, scallions, ginger, and chili peppers all showed angry expressions, while only the garlic head remained calm.

"Boss Liu Zheng, can I speak?"

Chili Head glanced at the soup at the edge of the pot and spoke.

"That depends on your role."

Liu Zheng replied.

"What do you mean?"

“If you’re my friend, then of course you can speak, say whatever you want.”

"Anyone who dares to stop you from speaking, I'll smash their mouth."

"If you're my enemy, what right do you, as a subordinate, have to talk to me?"

“If you dare utter a single word, my henchmen will smash your mouth open.”

he said calmly.

Upon hearing his words, Niu Daji immediately flexed his biceps.

"us."

Chili Head glanced at the soup at the pot's edge again, and seeing that the latter did not respond, continued.

"Now, of course, I am your friend."

"If we're friends, then things are much easier."

Liu Zheng nodded and said.

"I've tried not to deliver, but it failed."

"Based on the information I have, Garlic Head should not die."

"If I die and become a soul, I will arrange the best burial plot for me in the cemetery."

"Furthermore, I have a clue about an item, a soul treasure that even the former agent of the sewers couldn't forget. Once I get my hands on it, I'll give it to Garlic Head, guaranteeing he'll live longer in death than in life."

“If your soul no longer exists, I will wear mourning clothes for you, I will make arrangements for your closest relatives, and I will do my best to fulfill any last wishes you may have.”

His last words were addressed directly to Garlic Head.

Upon hearing Liu Zheng's words, even his usually expressionless face couldn't help but be moved.

What use are these things when a person is dead?

Guo Kou Tangzi suddenly sneered.

"Boss! Didn't you say I was the one to say it?"

Chili Head exclaimed in surprise.

"I can't help it. Yes, you're a good man and a good friend. If I were the one getting takeout delivered today, I wouldn't have uttered a sound. As long as you can guarantee that the Jiwei Group brand can be revived."

"But you can't send it to garlic."

"Garlic head, stick your head out!"

He drank the soup from the pot.

"Boss, is that alright?"

Garlic Head hesitated for a moment.

"What, just because you're about to die, does that mean you can disobey me?"

Guo Kou Tangzi glared at him.

"How could that be? Even if you die, you'll still be my boss."

Garlic Head said without hesitation.

"Then stick your head out."

"Yes."

The garlic clove stretched its neck.

"Snapped!"

Take the soup ladle from the pot and slap it hard; the garlic cloves will immediately split open.

Three pale pink garlic cloves, wrinkled and grooved, stood side by side, covered in a semi-transparent slime.

The other side of the garlic bulb was empty.

"He originally had nine cloves of garlic, making him the smartest garlic clove in history. He learned all the knowledge required before university solely through self-study."

“He was supposed to go to university; we even prepared his tuition fees.”

"But because of my mistake, I was besieged by a rival gang."

"Garlic head traded me for six cloves of garlic, turning me from a genius into a fool."

“He should have had a much better future than being the younger brother, and the Extreme Flavor Group should have had a wider and bigger protective umbrella.”

"So, I can die, but he can't."

Guo Kou Tangzi said emphatically.

“Well said, but you should say that to the restaurant, not me. I’m just a deliveryman, not the owner.”

"Even restaurant owners can't just cancel takeout orders at will."

"Alright, I've finished speaking, and you've finished speaking. Now it's Garlic Head's turn."

"You say you don't want to sign for it, then let's fight right here. It just so happens that we met at this bathhouse, so let's wipe the slate clean."

"If you want to sign for it, then do as I said before."

Liu Zheng raised his tentacle and blocked the mouth of the soup pot, then spoke to Garlic Head.

"Pah! Garlic cloves, don't accept them!"

The soup from the pot spewed out tentacles and said loudly.

"Sigh, I don't know what to do either. How about we just roll the dice?"

Garlic head closed its head and then took out a die.

"If the points are high, I'll listen to the boss. If the points are low, I'll listen to Boss Liu Zheng."

He said.

"can."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Humph."

Guo Kou Tangzi did not deny it.

Most of the people here are gamblers, so it's reasonable to make decisions based on gambling.

Garlic Head extends one palm and then spins the dice on his palm.

He was quite skilled at throwing dice; the dice spun smoothly in his palm but didn't fly out.

Finally, the dice stopped spinning.

Two o'clock.

"Hey, Liu Zheng, give me the takeout."

Garlic Head sighed.

"it is good."