Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Sometimes it appeared in front of Liu Zheng, and sometimes it appeared behind him.

He was nothing like the composed person he had at the beginning.

It went from being a Saint Bernard to a Husky.

He looked at both sides of the street, and the gazes that had been spying on him were almost all cut off.

The effect was even better than when cattle and horses were following along.

"interesting."

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he came up with a good idea.

"Tindaros, this way."

He called out and changed direction.

The hunting dog didn't care. As the smoke dissipated and gathered again, its figure appeared behind Liu Zheng.

Whether it was tired or just playing a prank, it put its two paws on Liu Zheng's shoulders.

Surprisingly, Tindalos didn't have the typical stench of a large dog.

Upon closer examination, it's easy to understand, because it's not a real dog; it only resembles a dog in its habits and appearance.

However, hunting dogs are not entirely odorless.

Liu Zheng sniffed, and a musty smell entered his nasal cavity.

It wasn't the smell of decaying grass or trees, nor the smell of decaying animals, nor the smell of decaying metal; rather, it was a very complex yet very faint smell.

Like time itself, decaying.

A dozen minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Not far away, the plane trees closed their eyes, their faces sunk into the bark, as if they were dozing.

"Mr. Tree, I'm here again."

Liu Zheng called out from afar.

The plane tree slowly opened its eyes, first with a look of disgust, then with great shock.

"You, you, you, why did you bring this guy here?"

It cried out in terror.

"The person who placed the order asked me to help walk their dog."

"Are you fucking crazy? You dare to walk the Hound of Tindalos? If you're so tough, why don't you go blow up the City Hall?"

"It's not that serious, is it? I think it's pretty friendly. Right, Tindalos?"

Liu Zheng said to the hunting dog.

"Ow."

The hound nodded.

Then, it turned into smoke and rushed towards the plane trees.

"Don't come over here!"

The plane tree screamed.

Thick tree roots burst from the ground, piercing the hunting dog like spears.

Tindaros's eyes flashed with disdain. It didn't even turn into smoke again, but nimbly dodged all the attacks.

After a few breaths, it stepped onto the black soil.

"Ahhhh!"

The plane tree felt like it was going crazy.

More tree roots burst forth, like a hail of bullets.

Faced with the bursting growth of plane trees, the hunting dog finally became more serious.

Instead of relying on its agility to dodge, it turned into smoke.

The tree root pierced the hound's body, but caused no harm whatsoever.

The next second, it appeared under the plane tree.

It raised one leg and shot out a jet of glowing water.

"Ow~"

The hunting dog barked happily.

Chapter 40 Liu Zheng, I'll fuck your grandpa!

"Humans, I'll fuck your grandpa."

Accompanied by the mournful cry of the plane tree, its branches and leaves quickly turned yellow and withered.

Its face also developed many wrinkles.

It's summer, but the plane trees look like they're in winter.

"Hahaha."

Liu Zheng laughed even louder than it barked.

Kindness is kindness, resentment is resentment.

The plane trees have dug so many holes for him, do you really think he doesn't hold a grudge?

Liu Zheng brought Tindalos over to see if he could scare the tree and vent his anger.

I didn't expect the effect to be so good.

"Now we're even."

He said with satisfaction.

"You stupid human, do you think you're only trying to harm me?"

The angry expression on the plane tree disappeared, replaced by a strange smile.

"what?"

Liu Zheng immediately sensed something was wrong.

But before he could react, the hound suddenly lowered its head and looked at a patch of black soil.

A piece of tree bark is stuck in the black soil.

Natasha Marceau is buried right there.

"Bravo! Looks like your box of moss is going to be wasted."

The French plane tree gloated.

"Didn't you promise to keep it for me?"

"I agree to keep it safe for you, but only if it's within my capabilities."

"I'm lucky if I can even protect myself in front of this dog. It's impossible for me to get rid of it, and the rules won't force me to do anything against my will."

"It's a plane tree," said the mandarin tree leisurely.

Liu Zheng always uses the rules to trick it, but this time it's finally its turn to use the rules to trick this human.

"Help me stop it, and I'll give you another box of moss."

Liu Zheng said decisively.

"Even if you give me another bottle of Vlad III, it won't help. I really can't beat it."

The plane trees are not covered.

"Tindaros, come back!"

He tried to call the hounds back, but they ignored him.

It's already a miracle that it doesn't eat him; it really thinks it's its owner.

"Damn it, I've really made a fool of myself now."

Liu Zheng was unusually annoyed.

In the past, he was forced into crises by circumstances, but this time he brought trouble upon himself.

"I can only hold on for a minute at most. If you can't come up with a solution within a minute, then you're out of luck."

"I will tell all the birds about your glorious deeds, so the whole world will know how stupid you are, human. Hahaha!"

Amidst the sycamore's wild laughter, the hound tossed aside the black soil, revealing the root cage beneath.

Through the gap, you could see the small coffin and the small corpse inside.

"Ow!"

The hunting dogs barked in discontent and tore at the tree roots with all their might.

Tree roots, harder than steel, are as soft as tofu under its sharp teeth.

But for every root bitten off, another root would take its place, temporarily blocking the hunting dogs.

"What can I do?"

Liu Zheng sighed.

Even the plane tree can only get beaten up, let alone him.

He was just a tool to accompany Tindalos on his walks; Tindalos would never listen to him.

Huh? Obedient?

Liu Zheng suddenly remembered the two sentences the miniature man had said.

"Tindaros is very generous to those it likes."

"Tindaros is a good dog."

How did the wolf turn into the dog?

He recalled a skinny wolf in the real Hoh Xil region that had been fed egg yolk pies by tourists and turned into a fat dog, which was said to have even learned to roll around and expose its belly.

Liu Zheng opened the Legendary delivery box, inside which was a copy of "Garlic Rice with Pork Brain".

Pets will probably like the food their owners like, right?

He gritted his teeth and walked to the edge of the black soil.

Seeing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across the face of the plane tree.

"Good dog, time to eat."

Liu Zheng tapped the plate with his spoon, making a crisp sound.

"Ow?"

The hunting dogs stopped tearing and turned back blankly.

"Fresh pig brains, just like your master's."

He tempted her.

"Ow~"

The hound cheered and turned to pounce on Liu Zheng.

"sit down."

The hound sat down as instructed.

"Holding tentacles."

The hound stretched out its claws and sliced ​​Liu Zheng's tentacle into three pieces.

Okay, let's just pretend it wasn't intentional.

"Eat, eat."