Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"You are Water Forty-Three's family, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes. I am his wife, these are his parents, and this is his daughter."

The woman replied hesitantly.

"what is her name?"

He pointed to the baby and asked.

"Aquatic".

The woman replied.

"Isn't this name wrong?"

Liu Zheng frowned slightly.

“My husband named her Jasmine Johnson, but I think he deserves to give our daughter his surname.”

The woman looked at the baby in her arms, and the complex expression on her face turned into tenderness.

"Yeah, he's a real man."

He nodded, recalling how Shui Sishisan had rushed towards the swordsman Dubul like a moth to a flame.

Although he already believed the woman's identity, just in case, Liu Zheng still asked them to show something that could prove their identities.

After checking documents such as photos, household registration book, and paternity test results, he basically believed the other party's identity.

"My name is Liu Zheng, and I am a deliveryman at Bloody Restaurant."

Liu Zheng introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

The woman bowed slightly, and the two middle-aged and elderly people behind her followed suit.

He understood; it seemed that Shui Sisan's wife was now the one making the decisions.

"You all know that Shui Sisan is dead, right?"

He got straight to the point.

"know."

The woman's face fell again.

"He sacrificed himself to help me kill the enemy. Before he died, he asked me to oversee the company to fulfill its promises and ensure your safety, and I agreed."

"I have just finalized a deal with the company. The 500,000 yuan compensation I gave you will be converted into company shares, and their value will skyrocket in two years."

"Give."

Liu Zheng counted out 10,000 yuan and handed it to the woman.

"This is the money for this month. I will put the remaining 490,000 with Dr. Nile at the 'Imhotem' clinic. Your whole family will go to collect it together every month, and no one will be left out."

He said.

Even in reality, there are plenty of widows who pocket their pensions and run away, let alone the fact that the woman and Shui Sisan didn't even get a marriage certificate.

In a metropolis like this, where the people are "simple and honest," he needs to be even more careful.

"Ok."

The woman naturally guessed Liu Zheng's intention and looked somewhat embarrassed.

“I’m leaving the country soon and may not be able to come back. It’s hard to say whether the company will still honor its agreement then. So, you have two options now.”

"The first option is to stay in the city. Aside from receiving money, you can make your own arrangements for the rest of your lives. Of course, you will also have to bear the consequences yourself."

"The second option is to go to the bathhouse district outside the city. I have a very close relationship with the owner of a large bathhouse there, and she can make arrangements for you. If you choose this option, I will also give her the remaining 490,000."

he continued.

"I choose the second one."

The woman said without hesitation.

Shui Sisan's parents exchanged a glance, seemingly wanting to say something.

"Mom and Dad, it's one thing for us adults to live in fear, but do you want Shui Sheng and Shui Si Shi to live like that too?"

The woman turned her head and said.

"Now that you're in charge, you can make the decisions."

Shui Sisan's father nodded.

"Smart move."

Liu Zheng raised his tentacles.

"Alright, I'll have someone come and pick you up to go to the clinic. I'll arrange for someone to take you outside the city when I have time."

He called Guokou Tangzi and asked her to send a four-person seasoning team to pick them up.

Given his relationship with the Extreme Flavor Group, Guokou Tangzi certainly wouldn't refuse, and the four-person seasoning team arrived quickly.

"She's pregnant, be careful on the road. If anything happens, I'll make fun of you guys tonight."

Liu Zheng deliberately spoke in a gruff voice.

"Don't worry, boss. If they lose even a single hair, we'll jump into the soup pot ourselves."

Chili Head patted his chest and assured him.

"Very well, go ahead."

After seeing Shui Sisan's family off, he glanced at his phone; time was running out.

So Liu Zheng had the deputy director sign for the takeout, and after the other party left, he stayed in the same place to wait for the delivery of Bad Luck Coffee.

He has too much to do right now, so every time he comes out, he tries to get as much done as possible.

Anyway, as long as the fisherman is there and doesn't wander around, it's basically safe in the sewers.

If all else fails, Liu Zheng still has the legendary deliveryman's staple food and cigarettes as a trump card.

Before the delivery of Daomei Coffee arrived, Niu Daji called first.

"Boss, I've arrived."

Niu Daji said in a low voice.

"Why did it take so long?"

Although the address in the photo wasn't close, it shouldn't have taken this long.

However, Niu Daji seems to be quite reliable so far, so Liu Zheng doesn't think it's a waste of time, but rather suspects that it has encountered some trouble.

"This is a high-end residential area. The security guards wouldn't let me in no matter what I did. I walked around the area but couldn't find a place where I could sneak in."

Sure enough, Niu Daji told him about the difficulties he was facing.

"So how did you finally get in?"

he asked.

"Hehe, of course I'll follow your example, boss."

Niu Daji said with a hint of smugness.

"Great, I'll reimburse you for the money you spent."

Liu Zheng naturally knew what it was learning.

"Thank you, boss. I've met that family. They were alright at first, but they turned hostile after they heard you were going to put them in the sewers and kicked me out of the villa."

Niu Daji said.

"Okay, then you just keep an eye on things there. Call me if anything happens, but you don't need to get involved."

"Okay boss."

He hung up the phone, a cold smile playing on his lips.

You can't reason with a damned devil. Since that mother and daughter are determined to die, let them be.

It's a pity that the stag beetle, with its cunning and magnanimity in entrusting its affairs to the murderer, was wasted.

But this kind of thing is actually quite common.

There are countless examples of tiger fathers and dog sons in real life, especially in a metropolis, where it's not impossible for a phoenix to give birth to a rat son.

A few minutes later, a truck with a bloodied deer head painted on its hood drove up.

"Are you Mr. Liu?"

A clerk dressed as "Unlucky Coffee" floated out and appeared in front of Liu Zheng, asking him a question.

The blood vessel connecting to his heart was knotted and also floated in mid-air.

"it's me."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"This is your takeout order. Please sign for it."

The shop assistant took out a wooden clipboard with several pages of a list attached to it.

He glanced at it casually and then looked straight at the final total price.

It was exactly 300,000. It seems the general manager not only gave him a discount but also rounded it down.

As expected of a businessman, he knows when to fight back and when to do favors.

"Unload the cargo."

Liu Zheng said.

"Ok."

The shop assistant made a gesture, and three more shop assistants floated out and opened the tailgate of the truck.

One cardboard box after another was brought out and piled up on the ground into a small mountain.

"Put it down the drain for me."

He pointed to the manhole cover not far away and said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, but delivering to dangerous places like bloody restaurants and sewers will incur an additional 30% of the total value of the food as a labor loss fee."

the clerk said.

"Never mind then, you can go."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles.

Thirty percent of 300,000 is 90,000. Even if he just made two windfalls, this price is too high and not worth it.

"Ok."

The shop assistant was more than happy for him to refuse, so he immediately floated back and drove away.

Who should move it?

Liu Zheng looked at the cardboard boxes scattered on the ground and felt a headache coming on.

With so much stuff, it would be quite a challenge for him to climb up and down the stairs and carry it all by himself.

The fisherman and the sauce maker couldn't leave the sewers, and he assigned the Extreme Flavor Group and Niu Daji to work again.

"Sigh, impulsive spending is fun for a moment."

Liu Zheng sighed.

Speaking of which, he would deliver food and drink one minute and then deliver excrement to others the next, which felt rather strange.

"what?"

The thought of delivering excrement suddenly sparked a brilliant idea in him.

It seems there's plenty of useful labor available, and it might even be free.

Liu Zheng took out his phone and dialed a string of numbers.