Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Red Ghost shook his head, then pulled out a rocket launcher that was two-thirds smaller.

"That's why I always use the mini version."

"Hahaha, how humorous."

Liu said expressionlessly.

"I think so."

Red Phantom seemed somewhat smug.

"Let's hurry up and leave, or I'll freeze to death."

He shivered as he spoke.

"Let's go then."

The red ghost led him back to the security door.

"You can just open the door and go out."

it said.

Aren't you going to see me off?

What if the sewer is still acting up?

"You can go directly up from here."

Red Ghost said.

Feeling there was no need for it to deceive him, Liu Zheng chose to believe it.

He opened the security door and went outside.

The next second, Liu Zheng appeared on the street.

The plane trees in the distance stared at him in disbelief.

"Human, how did you get out?"

Dear readers, please stop "nurturing" books! It's the recommendation season now, and nurturing a book is going to kill you. Can't I just have Liu Zheng deliver takeout for you guys?

Chapter 75 Anatomically Correct Smile

"You didn't expect that, did you? I can actually teleport."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"is it?"

The tree roots stretched dozens of meters to his feet, swaying slightly.

"I'm giving you a big hole right now. If you can dodge it, I'll believe you."

The plane tree said with a cold laugh.

"Okay, actually I was sent out by someone."

He readily admitted defeat.

"Who?"

The plane trees were shocked.

Someone else managed to pull out the person that even they couldn't get out of.

This street is not allowed to have such an awesome person!

"I don't know its true identity, but it looks like a red ghost."

Liu Zheng replied.

Anyway, Red Ghost didn't say that I couldn't tell anyone.

"never heard of that."

"French plane tree," said the speaker after thinking for a moment.

"Never heard of it, then forget it. By the way, I think I also encountered a fire mage down there."

He changed the subject.

“Mon dieu!”

The plane trees were so frightened that their bark stood on end.

"Where is he?! Where is he?!"

It screamed.

"He's gone. He left after he cleaved through the floodwaters and hurricanes of the sewers."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

The plane tree patted its trunk.

"I thought my life as a tree was over."

It breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's alright, I think he's eaten quite a bit, so he probably doesn't need you to chop up the fire to cook."

Liu Zheng comforted him.

"Gleeful, idiotic humans."

The plane tree glared at him.

"I was wondering who made such a commotion. Turns out it was a fire mage. No wonder."

"It's a pity you locked me in the tree cage. I didn't get to see the big scene or even have a chance to talk to him."

Liu Zheng said regretfully.

"If I didn't lock you up, you'd become sewage. You should be grateful, you idiot human."

"Very well, thank you for your help, Your Excellency David."

To show his sincerity, he also placed his tentacles on his left chest and bent over slightly.

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

The London plane tree has reclaimed its roots.

If this human dares to spout nonsense again, it wouldn't mind letting him experience a roller coaster without the flying cars.

"Oh, by the way, I got a lot of fish from the sewer, do you want some?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Do you have that giant mouth whale?"

"No, that's all."

He showed the net bag filled with fish.

"No, I'm already tired of eating these."

The plane tree expressed no interest.

It's the street bully here; it can eat anything that flies in the sky, digs in the ground, or swims in the sewers.

What it lacks most is water.

After all, sewage from the sewers is good for people.

It is well known that nutritious drinks often don't taste good.

"Okay, then you keep an eye on it for me. I'll come back to pick it up when I return."

Liu Zheng said.

Dragging a net to deliver food is too cumbersome. What if it triggers the fishing enthusiast's unique "getting lost after catching a big fish" mechanism?

Moreover, it wouldn't be good if a fight broke out on the way and the fish got damaged.

Even though he had never sold fish, he knew that good quality and bad quality fish were not priced at all.

"Why should I? I'm not watching."

The plane trees resolutely refused.

"A bottle of beverage."

"That's it?"

The plane trees cast disdainful glances my way.

"I can only watch it for a maximum of one hour. If it exceeds one hour, I'll feed it to the birds."

"can."

An hour round trip is more than enough.

Liu Zheng thought for a moment, then picked out a fish that looked better from the net and took it.

"gone."

He greeted them and headed towards Green Garden Crazy City.

He's already delivered to this neighborhood three times, so he's quite experienced with the job.

Even without looking at a map, Liu Zheng could get there with his eyes closed, given his current memory.

He arrived at the entrance of the residential area very quickly.

A familiar face, familiar white hair.

The security guard with premature gray hair saw Liu Zheng from afar, immediately threw away his cigarette, and hid in the guard booth.

"You hid quickly."

He smiled coldly.

I haven't gotten revenge for being cut in half last time.

If he gets the chance, he'll definitely test this kid's knife skills and see how high the quality of his ingredients is.

As they passed the security booth, the prematurely gray-haired security guard made a throat-slitting gesture at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng responded with two mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

He spat on the door of the security booth and on the doorway.

"You little bastard, your grandpa Liu Zheng is waiting for you..."

he said viciously.

The prematurely gray-haired security guard was taken aback; he sensed that Liu Zheng wasn't bluffing this time.

But it doesn't seem to have gotten any stronger. Could it be that it has some hidden trump card?

The prematurely gray-haired security guard watched Liu Zheng's retreating figure with suspicion until he walked deep into the residential area.

"Open the door, takeout."

Liu Zheng patted the security door.

"I'm coming."

Hurried footsteps came from inside the door.

It seems like the novelist is always in such a rush every time he comes to deliver food.

Is this woman up to something shady?

For example, eating a person or something.

Oh, I forgot, in this world, cannibalism seems to be in accordance with the Zhou Dynasty's social norms.

That's fine.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior."

As soon as the door opened, the novelist bowed deeply.