Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

A fat, obese man appeared in front of Liu Zheng, emanating a strong body odor.

It smells like a large dog that has been out all day without a bath and has eaten half a pound of poop.

Give me the takeout order.

He stretched out his large, hairy hand.

"Give."

Liu Zheng handed over the takeout order.

"This isn't my takeout, I won't accept it."

Fatty glanced at it and said.

Is this Meilin Residential Area?

"Yes."

Is this Building 3, Apartment 503?

"Too."

"Since this is apartment 503, building 3 of Meilin Residential Area, why won't you accept it?"

Liu Zheng's voice grew louder again.

"I don't care, this isn't my takeout, I'm not accepting it. Unless... hehe."

Fatty let out a strange laugh.

"Unless what?"

"Unless you give me a piece of meat."

Fatty licked his lips, revealing a set of yellow and black rotten teeth.

"hehe."

Liu Zheng looked him up and down, weighing the possibility of using violence to complete the delivery.

The conclusion is that it is unlikely.

Putting aside his extraordinary strength, the opponent must weigh at least 400 pounds.

In hand-to-hand combat, the advantage of heavyweight is absolute.

Not to mention that Fatty's vital organs are protected by layers of fat, which severely limits his ability to use his skills.

"What, you want to hit me? Hey!"

Fatty chuckled disdainfully, then smeared a glob of phlegm in front of Liu Zheng's eyes.

"I'm just a stinky delivery guy, I won't take your food, what can you do about it?"

He opened his mouth wide and recklessly spewed out a foul stench that could be described as a biological weapon.

Liu Zheng held his breath and glanced at his phone.

One minute left.

"No time to lose, don't hesitate. A piece of meat for a life, it's a good deal."

Fatty's voice suddenly softened.

The low-frequency sound waves caused his brain to resonate, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

30 seconds left.

Why didn't you throw up on me just now?

Liu Zheng suddenly said.

"I can throw up wherever I want, it's none of your business."

"Fatty said fiercely."

"I guess I wouldn't dare, afraid I'd vomit on my work clothes."

"You fart!"

Fatty's expression changed drastically.

Before he could react, Liu Zheng suddenly threw the takeout box into the house.

5 seconds.

"No!"

Fatty let out a deafening scream and then lunged at the takeout box.

"Anyway, I've delivered the food. Take it or leave it."

He slammed the door shut and then leaned to the side to block it.

Almost the next second, a tremendous force came from inside the door.

Liu Zheng was instantly sent flying and crashed into the wall.

The fishy, ​​sweet taste shot straight to my throat, and a burning pain spread across my back.

However, there should be no fracture.

The door was also pushed open and slammed against the wall on one side, the loud crash echoing through the hallway.

Fatty's bulky body reappeared, still carrying the takeout box in his hand.

"This is not my takeout."

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately, his teeth chattering in his mouth.

His eyes rolled upwards as if trying to avoid the takeout box.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

Liu Zheng leaned against the wall to straighten himself up.

"And the time has come."

he said with a smile.

The first takeout order took 59 minutes and 59 seconds.

"No!"

Fatty let out a terrified scream, but it stopped abruptly.

His expression gradually became indifferent, and his body odor became increasingly strong.

"Thank you."

Under Liu Zheng's wary gaze, Fatty spoke mechanically and then closed the door.

Only a smell resembling the stench of a corpse lingered in the corridor.

"This takeout doesn't look cheap."

Liu Zheng glanced at the door number 503 and slowly walked towards the elevator.

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"Congratulations, you survived your first order."

Back at the Bloody Restaurant, the ox and horse stomped their feet in encouragement.

"Thanks, expert. Your reminder was very helpful."

Liu Zheng said politely.

"Of course, I'm a three-time 'Outstanding Employee' at Bloody Restaurant."

"The ox and horse said proudly."

"But you didn't tell me the customer would refuse it."

He frowned slightly.

"I have no obligation to tell you everything. Besides, additional information comes at a price, and what do you have to offer in return?"

The ox and horse said nonchalantly.

"you're right."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"You're smart enough to deliver it, kid. Besides, you did deliver it, even if it came at a price."

The oxen and horses looked at his arm.

"Can you see?"

Liu Zheng raised his arm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Everyone can see it, except yourself."

"The ox and horse said."

"why?"

Only a complete person can see the imperfection.

The oxen and horses looked at him with a gaze that seemed to hold both pity and mockery.

"Since you're a smart kid, I can choose how you die after you've been eaten clean."

"Then I'll choose to drink moss until I die."

"You wish! If such a good thing happened, would it even be your turn?"

The ox and horse rolled their eyes.

"Speaking of which, boss, do you still have any moss?"

Liu Zheng asked subtly.

"We don't have moss, but we do have taro. Do you want some?"

The oxen and horses grunted.

"That sounds pretty irritating, never mind. Could you get me another bottle?"

"You've gotten addicted to drinking, haven't you?"

Niu Ma glanced at him sideways.

"No, I want to exchange it for something."

Liu Zheng told the truth.

"I can manage to do it, but what are you going to offer in exchange? I don't accept credit."

The ox and horse didn't ask any further questions.

"Meat?"

"With your meager amount of meat, it wouldn't even be enough to buy a bottle of Maozi Tai (a type of herbal tea)."

The ox and horse looked at him and said with disdain.

"Then name your price."

Liu Zheng, a bachelor, said.

"How about this, you go and beat the Snake game. Whatever the reward is, I'll trade you a bottle of moss."

After thinking for a moment, Niu Ma said.

"It's 53 degrees Celsius."

he emphasized.

"Alright, alright, Ascending Moss 53 degrees. You humans are so cunning."

The oxen and horses were unhappy.

"What if there's no reward?"

"Change it too, okay?"