Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Hahaha."

The dough emitted a loud, pressure cooker-like laugh as it puffed up high.

"Let's see if you dare to follow me now."

It threw out five black chips.

"A full house (three cards with a pair) is better than my four aces? I'll crush you, you bastard."

Liu Zheng threw out 10 black chips without hesitation.

"There isn't even a single Ace on the table, so how the hell are you going to get your first four Aces?"

The cow and horse felt like they were going crazy.

"If you don't understand, shut up. Hey you, say it again..."

Liu Zheng suddenly shut his mouth.

He stared intently at a waiter with a bat-like head.

It was holding a little girl with curly hair upside down.

Dull, lifeless eyes, purplish skin.

She is probably indeed dead.

Yes, if she were still alive, why wouldn't she cry?

"Don't be impulsive, kid."

The hooves of cattle and horses quietly landed on his shoulders.

"That's just how the world is; you've even had crocodile meat in your staff meals."

"Then why don't you eat those canned beef and horse meat?"

Liu Zheng countered with a question.

"I just won't eat them, but that won't save them."

"The ox and horse said calmly."

"Even though Oink is so strong, it could only burn down that pig farm. It chopped up half of the restaurant, and in the end, it had to hide in the black market."

"You want to live, right? Then live first."

It patted Liu Zheng on the shoulder.

"Hey, you there, I want that."

Liu Zheng was silent for a moment, then shouted loudly.

"Excuse me, sir, this was ordered by the customers at that table over there."

"The bat-headed waiter said politely."

"I'll add money."

"This isn't about paying more money."

The bat-headed waiter shook his head.

"Hey, how about I have this?"

Liu Zheng grabbed two black chips and threw them at the guest they were pointing to.

A crocodile with a messy, unkempt hairstyle.

The chip traced a graceful arc and landed in the center of the chicken coop.

The crocodile slowly raised its head and then slowly stretched out its short paws to reach the chip.

He glanced at Liu Zheng, then at the cattle and horses, and slowly nodded.

"Can you give it to me now?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Okay, she's yours now. Does she need to be cooked? We offer three cooking methods: steaming, braising, and claypot rice."

"The bat-headed waiter asked."

"Just give me a takeout box."

Chapter 31 The Real Clown

Soon, the bat-headed waiter brought over the takeout box.

An oversized transparent plastic box.

Liu Zheng put the little girl into the plastic box; her pale face was facing him.

It seems to be laughing, and it seems to be crying.

He remained silent, took off his clown costume, and covered the packing box with it.

"'Lucky Joker' card is no longer valid."

The system's cold voice sounded.

"That's it, how are we going to win money without the Lucky Clown?"

The oxen and horses lamented.

"Who says you have to wear a clown costume to be a clown?"

Liu Zheng smiled.

"Hey you, get me a knife, and some needle and thread."

He called out to the jellyfish-headed attendant.

"My name is Ruan Piaopiao."

The jellyfish-headed waiter finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Okay, you there, hurry up, hurry up."

Liu Zheng picked up a red chip and threw it over.

"Alright, just you wait and see."

The jellyfish-headed waiter immediately floated away.

Soon, it brought out a kitchen knife and a box of needles and thread.

"A woman as beautiful as you must always carry a mirror with her, right?"

Liu Zheng asked the succubus dealer.

"so smart."

The succubus dealer smiled and pulled out a silver mirror inlaid with rubies from her chest.

He looked into the silver mirror, and the face in it was even uglier than before.

Each time his flesh and blood are reborn, he is further away from people.

Liu Zheng smiled and put the knife in his mouth.

One cut, then another.

They swiftly and cleanly cut open the healed mouthparts again.

Next, he pierced the upper part of his mouth with the needle and inserted it into his temple.

He tied a tight knot, and the corners of his mouth were turned up high.

He laughed wildly.

"Isn't it enough?"

Liu Zheng muttered to himself.

He did not hear the system notification.

With another cut, he severed his own tentacles, and blood gushed out.

The tentacles rolled around on my face several times until they turned my entire face blood red.

Except for the mouthparts.

"Hey beautiful, can I borrow your foundation for a moment?"

Liu Zheng threw over another red chip.

"It's yours."

The succubus dealer generously pushed a box towards him.

It is also inlaid with rubies, making it obviously very valuable.

Liu Zheng opened the box and raised an eyebrow.

Inside was a box full of white metallic powder.

"Lead powder, that's fine too."

He buried his mouthparts directly into the lead powder.

A sour and astringent taste stimulated his taste buds.

Liu Zheng wiped away the excess lead powder and looked in the mirror.

A blood-red face, deathly white lips, and a grin that stretched to his ears.

"'Lucky Joker' card is now in effect."

The system prompts.

“I’m awesome.”

He nodded with satisfaction.

The cattle and horses looked at him as if he were a madman.

"Deal the cards."

The succubus dealer glanced at Liu Zheng and dealt the fifth community card.

A square of 10.

The dough looks flat, with slight undulations.

There are already four diamonds on the field. If that human has just one more diamond, they can make a flush.

Although it has three Queens, the chance of making four Queens is very low.

But even the dough is reluctant to fold.

It has already thrown out 6 black chips, so folding would mean losing everything.

"It's a bit of a disaster, I've been waiting so long my hair has turned white."

Liu Zheng said vaguely.

"Not with."

After hesitating for a long time, the dough finally decided to fold.

It's not a gourd; the front part is just a deception.

"If you're so cowardly, why are you making pancakes? You should be making steamed buns instead."

Liu Zheng said dismissively.

"I"

"Are you trying to say you have a flush?"

"Ox and horse interrupted."

"You're stealing my lines, aren't you?"

He was furious.