Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

The receptionist hurriedly replied.

"I don't believe you. Don't worry, I won't kill you; you're still useful to me."

Liu Zheng grinned maliciously and plunged the knife into her mouth.

"Your teeth are good, let's start with those."

“No ah ah ah!!!”

The receptionist let out a horrifying scream, but it was to no avail in the face of his cold indifference.

Liu Zheng had no pity for himself, so how could he possibly pity his enemies?

Ten minutes later, the receptionist, whose ten fingers, four fangs, and two ribs had been cut off, slumped on the carpet.

There was no longer greed in her eyes, only fear.

"One last thing."

Liu Zheng wiped the blood off the knife with his tentacles.

"No, please don't pull my tooth."

The receptionist sobbed incoherently.

"Who wants to pull your teeth? The female diver's father asked me to seduce his daughter, and I need your help."

Liu Zheng said.

"But I don't know any ama (female diver) well, how can I help you?"

The receptionist breathed a sigh of relief, then remained silent.

"That's your problem. Besides, you're colleagues, surely you know each other at all?"

He said arrogantly.

"I'm the receptionist, she's the sales clerk, what could she possibly know?"

The receptionist complained, but judging from Liu Zheng's expression, she knew she couldn't get past this hurdle without helping him.

"Come on, no rush, let's think about it while we drink our coffee."

He smiled and handed her a cup of "Unlucky Coffee".

Since buying coffee meant getting slapped every time, Liu Zheng certainly couldn't just buy one cup.

"Thank you."

With the "bad luck coffee" (a type of coffee served to the unlucky person) available, the receptionist's expression improved considerably.

She even grumbled inwardly, "If you had bribed me with coffee earlier, none of this would have happened. Why did you have to go through all this trouble?"

If Liu Zheng knew what she was thinking, he would definitely scoff.

He doesn't know these weird residents well enough? They won't talk properly unless he subdues them first.

"I've got it! She seems to really enjoy hosting Werewolf. If you can perform exceptionally well in Werewolf, she might start to see you in a different light."

After much deliberation, the receptionist said...

"Werewolf."

Liu Zheng stroked his chin.

He had played Werewolf before, and was even quite enthusiastic about it for a while.

His skill level is decent; he even won second place in the Jiangcheng Werewolf game competition.

But he has a problem: he can't play as a werewolf.

When playing as a villager, it's standard practice to call out three wolves in one round of speeches.

But when playing as a werewolf, being voted out in the first round of speaking is commonplace.

Even if they don't realize he's a wolf, they often push him away.

The gaming experience is terrible.

The reason they only got second place was for this reason.

"Is there any way to make me only draw the Villager faction?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"this."

The receptionist seemed reluctant.

But this precisely demonstrates that she can do it.

"Take this money first, and buy yourself some safe blood to drink."

He took out a wad of cash and slapped it on the receptionist's chest.

Yes, it has excellent load-bearing capacity.

"I don't lack money, and it's not easy to collect money here."

The receptionist subtly pointed upwards and returned the money to Liu Zheng.

"Then what do you want?"

“You just said that you drank the blood of Vlad III’s heart.”

"I didn't drink it, but I got my hands on it."

He said.

"Could you get another bottle?"

The receptionist asked expectantly.

"Isn't your price a bit too high?"

Liu Zheng frowned.

That was a perfect-level prop; even cattle and horses were almost killed by white-feathered chickens because of it.

"I only need one sip, just one sip."

The receptionist quickly replied.

"There's no difference between a sip and a bottle."

He shook his head.

"I can add money."

The receptionist returned to the bar and took out a large wad of cash from her bag.

"There are 120,000 here, which is what I have painstakingly saved up over the years."

"Is this all the money you've saved up over the years?"

Although wages are low in this world, she is a vampire.

Even if you only save 10,000 yuan a year, you'd accumulate millions over hundreds of years.

"I've only been working for five years, and it's already amazing that I've saved this much money."

The receptionist said, sounding a little aggrieved.

"So what were you doing for the past few hundred years?"

"What do you mean hundreds of years? I've only been a vampire for six years."

"That's what the receptionist said."

"Huh? So you're a self-taught amateur."

"Yes. And I had only been a vampire for a few days when my blood father was arrested by the hospital staff, and I didn't even get a share of the inheritance."

The receptionist said pitifully.

Why did the hospital staff arrest your blood father?

"I heard they were captured and used as dialysis machines."

"That's what the receptionist said."

"Well, it's a good match for my major."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. Anyway, that old bastard didn't have good intentions towards me either. Is this enough money?"

"That's what the receptionist asked."

"not enough."

He shook his head.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. This money is what I've saved up from the bottom of my heart. I can't even afford to buy fresh blood. I can only afford to eat something good when there are stupid customers."

"That's what the receptionist said regretfully."

I don't know if she regretted not having enough money, or if she regretted that Liu Zheng wasn't stupid enough.

"It's not that there's no chance at all. Leave your phone number first, and I'll let you know when the time comes."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

Since Niu Ma is going to engage in smuggling, he will definitely need subordinates, and the front desk is quite suitable.

Of course, he would only make a recommendation; the rest is up to them.

"Uh-huh."

The receptionist gave out her number.

Their attitude was very obedient.

"That's right. If you have no money and no power, why try to be a vampire? At least become a boss first."

Liu Zheng patted the receptionist's face.

The receptionist nodded obsequiously, unaware of her true thoughts.

Of course, he didn't care.

In any world, the exchange of interests and the deterrence of power are the most stable forces.

"Sir, are you looking to book the next Werewolf game session?"

The receptionist suddenly stood up and said loudly.

She winked at him as she spoke.

"Oh, right, is it possible to get a spot?"

Although he didn't know what had happened, Liu Zheng still cooperated and spoke.

"Sure, sure, with you we'll have a total of 12 officers."

Accompanied by hurried sounds, a woman in a cheongsam ran down from upstairs.

Liu Zheng compared the photos and concluded that although the makeup was a bit heavy, it should indeed be a female diver.

"Alright, let's make a killing then."

He nodded.

"Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes first."

After the female diver finished speaking, she rushed towards the changing room.

"I'm right."

The receptionist raised an eyebrow and said silently.

Liu Zheng raised a large tentacle towards her.

"Don't forget about your identity."

He also mouthed the words.

The receptionist gave him an OK sign.