Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Judging from the "golden touch," there is still great potential to be tapped in the French plane tree area, and Liu Zheng plans to sustainably exploit the resources.

He put the wood elf's milk back into the delivery box.

The food delivery service can only be copied after the food is successfully delivered. If you give it to this tree now, it can only deliver air.

"gone."

Liu Zheng turned around and ran wildly towards the center of the West River.

After he had walked away, the plane tree suddenly spoke.

"Get up, is it comfortable lying in the dirt?"

The black soil was once again separated by tree roots, revealing the skeletons inside.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

Ten minutes passed, and the skeleton still did not react.

"Is he really dead?"

The plane trees couldn't help but sway slightly.

"Impossible. Even if someone like him were to die, he couldn't possibly die without a sound."

It quickly solidified its decision.

Moreover, why was it Liu Zheng who brought his remains?

As far as it knew, the legendary deliveryman didn't have much affection for his fellow tribesmen.

Well, he doesn't have a good impression of any race.

In the eyes of the legendary deliveryman, everyone else is an idiot, except himself.

"Li, what exactly are you planning to do?"

It muttered to itself.

Chapter 57 Spitting anywhere can lead to financial ruin

It didn't take Liu Zheng long to reach his destination.

West River Center.

This is a small building with about 11 floors, which is quite short for an office building.

However, the rent for these office buildings is actually higher, just like villas are more expensive than tower blocks.

There were neither too many nor too few people entering and leaving the office building.

Most of them were dressed in suits or elegant skirt suits.

The exposed limbs and skin looked like those of a normal human.

But they all had a paper bag over their heads, and the front of the bag was painted with faces.

The paints, brushes, and techniques used on each face are different; some are simple line drawings, while others are classical oil paintings.

Unsurprisingly, the more elaborate the makeup, the better the clothes people wear, and some even wear gold watches or jewelry.

As Liu Zheng walked toward the gate, they all turned to look at him with interest.

That's right, these drawn faces can move, even more so than real facial features.

"What are you looking at?"

He glared back defiantly.

The people of this strange world should be treated like hyenas, the second most powerful creatures in Africa.

If you have the strength, bite; if you don't, run.

You can't be too reckless, but you also can't be too timid.

Just like now, when Liu Zheng looked at them with fierce eyes and even curled up his tentacles in preparation for attack, these white-collar workers immediately looked away.

"Tch, petty bourgeois trash."

He spat on the ground.

However, Liu Zheng also noticed something very interesting.

These people didn't seem to be looking at him, but rather at his delivery box.

What, didn't you have breakfast?

Liu Zheng was a little puzzled, but he didn't take it to heart.

Just as he was about to enter the office building, a woman wearing a red armband stopped him.

Judging from her attire, she should be a cleaner.

The face in the drawing is in a sketch style, and looks quite delicate, probably no more than thirty years old.

"Spitting anywhere will result in a fine of one hundred yuan."

She extended her hand and said expressionlessly.

"I didn't throw up inside the building."

Of course, Liu Zheng wouldn't just hand over the money like that.

Nor did his money come from strong winds.

"The outside is not allowed either; the area right up to the roadside is within the scope of the 'three guarantees' for the area in front of the store."

The cleaning staff persisted.

"Where did you get this rule from?"

"Property management regulations."

"Are you using the property management regulations to govern a food delivery worker like me?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"Then lend me a mop, and I'll mop it clean, okay?"

"No."

The cleaning staff flatly refused his suggestion.

"Alright, alright."

Helpless, Liu Zheng took out a hundred-yuan note and gave it to her.

Although he felt that the money wasn't absolutely necessary, since he already had the money, there was no need to take the risk.

"Also, you are responsible for cleaning the entire area in front of the door that is under the 'three guarantees' policy."

The cleaner took the money, but he wasn't going to let him off the hook.

"Are you serious?"

Liu Zheng looked around; the area was at least a thousand square meters.

By the time I finish cleaning, it will probably be dark.

"That's right, it's also a property management regulation."

The cleaner nodded.

Liu Zheng was now certain that she had come to cause trouble.

"Then I'll give you another hundred, and you can clean it for me."

He tried again to resolve the issue peacefully.

"No."

The cleaner shook his head.

Just as Liu Zheng was surprised by her integrity, she spoke again.

"At least two thousand."

"hehe."

Liu Zheng sneered.

Two thousand is enough to buy the cleaning service.

Since it doesn't make sense, there's nothing more to say.

Just in case, he still called Niu Ma.

"what?"

The oxen and horses were making hurried noises, as if they were doing sit-ups again.

"The office building cleaner stopped me and said that spitting on the ground would result in a fine of 2,100 yuan."

Liu Zheng said succinctly.

"Then just give it to me."

The ox and horse said nonchalantly.

"I can give it, but will giving it solve the problem?"

he asked.

"No."

The answers from the ox and the horse were equally concise.

"Look inside the gate."

Liu Zheng looked over as instructed and saw a man in a security guard uniform silently watching him.

Is there a security guard watching you?

The ox and the horse asked.

"Yes."

"Office building property management companies are all like this, trying every possible way to squeeze money out of us food delivery workers. Even if you don't spit, you'll still be penalized for entering the door with your left foot first, which is against regulations."

"The ox and horse said."

"Isn't this too much of a targeting?"

Liu Zheng remained silent.

Compared to the property management of office buildings, the security guards in this residential community are quite honest and upright.

"Actually, it wasn't always like this. There's a rumor that all the office buildings in the city are owned by the same person, and that person doesn't get along with the current Bloody Restaurant."

"The ox and horse said."

They don't get along with the current bloody restaurants.

Liu Zheng sensed that it was implying something, and quickly came up with the answer.

According to the information he had, there was only one difference between the Bloody Restaurant now and the Bloody Restaurant before.

The restaurant owner has changed to Si Xue.

When the Kings of Hell fight, the little devils suffer.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Think about it yourself. If you want to settle this, it'll cost at least ten thousand."

"How did the other delivery drivers deliver before?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Why do you keep asking such idiotic questions? If they delivered it, would you even be able to get in?"

The ox and horse countered with a question.

What he said made perfect sense, and Liu Zheng was speechless.

"That restaurant has an incredibly high turnover rate."