It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

The driver smiled faintly and stepped on the accelerator.

Dazzling blue flames gushed out from the nozzle, making the surrounding air blurry and illusory.

The body of the Ferrari shot out in an instant, and at the same time, the dark shadows that had been lurking also shot out.

When they were exposed to the sun, Liu Zheng finally saw their appearance clearly.

Rather than saying they are fly "people", it would be more accurate to say that they are monsters made of flesh and blood that have some fly and human characteristics.

They have flat, round heads, and two huge red compound eyes occupy two-thirds of the entire face.

They have two huge hooked teeth on their lower jaws, with the roots buried in the flesh tubes extending all the way to the protruding forehead.

There is also a circle of varying numbers of fleshy granulations on their lower jaws, with honeycomb-like holes on the granulations.

What is even more disgusting is their skinless torsos, which are covered with sparse, long, curly black hair, and beneath the black hair is light red, uneven fat.

Their bodies are abnormally hunched and their limbs are abnormally bent.

Two fleshy wings covered with mucus extend from their backs, and the criss-crossing mucus webs are the wings.

Looking at the speeding sports car, their fleshy buds twitched slightly, and the cavities opened and closed constantly, just like nostrils.

"Buzz buzz!"

The leading fly man made a sharp trembling sound, and the other fly men responded with the same trembling sound.

They formed a triangular formation with the fly man in the lead as the arrow and chased after Liu Zheng.

Chapter 166 I want to play with my wife's slender feet

"They're coming."

Liu Zheng looked back and said.

The wings of these fly people may not look that impressive, but they fly very fast.

The wings of a group of flying people left afterimages, and the air waves they created made the branches and leaves of the trees along the way sway in disarray, and the sound was no less powerful than that of a Ferrari.

"Don't worry, they can't catch up."

The driver said confidently.

"I have been driving for the Bloody Restaurant for over a hundred years, and no one has ever been able to outrun my car."

Under Liu Zheng's shocked eyes, he slammed the steering wheel, turned around on the spot, and rushed towards the crowd of flies.

The fly people did not expect this to happen. They were a little panicked for a moment and even their formation was scattered.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, released the accelerator, stepped on the brake, released the brake, changed gears, and steered the wheel at a speed that Liu Zheng could not see clearly.

The engine, which is comparable to that of a fighter jet, provides sufficient power. The materials science that is beyond the real world makes the sports car tremble constantly but remain strong. The driver's superb driving skills give this steel horse a rein.

The Ferrari circled almost right next to the flies' faces, singeing their fluff and mucus with its tail flame.

The flies that were just flapping their wings and flying fell to the ground and twisted on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The driver drove away laughing, and as a mischievous move, he twisted his wrist into an S and then a B.

"Master, excuse me, what were you doing before you came to drive to the Bloody Restaurant?"

Liu Zheng asked with a dark face.

He was severely exhausted by the series of extreme operations just now. If his physical condition had not been greatly strengthened, he would have vomited long ago.

"Tank driver, the tank you want to rent is mine."

The driver said as he pointed his middle finger behind him.

"Awesome, awesome, disrespectful."

Liu Zheng clasped his fists in greeting.

"It's just so-so, same as usual."

The driver clasped his fists in return.

"I admire you, young man."

He gripped the steering wheel, his expression turning serious.

"Oh?"

"So many deliverymen are either too poor to rent a car, or too wealthy to need one."

"Only you are rich and not strong enough, and you are able to stir up trouble, so that I can have this opportunity to race freely."

"So, be selfish and don't die too quickly."

The driver said calmly.

"Don't worry, I'm quite selfish. I still want to live another 20,000 years."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"That's good."

The driver didn't say anything else and focused on driving.

It was only a few kilometers away and arrived in an instant.

Liu Zheng opened the door and got out of the car, and heard the buzzing sound of the fly man again.

He looked into the distance and found that the fly man had grown wings and was chasing him again.

"Is it necessary to eat someone with bad breath? And there's no shit, so you can only lick the taste."

Liu Zheng expressed his incomprehension.

"People die for money, flies die for shit. Of course, ordinary shit can't make them so crazy. Where did you get this smell?"

The driver asked curiously.

He also didn't expect that the Fly Man would dare to catch up with him.

"It's from the sewer, it must be stool."

Liu Zheng said.

"No wonder. This is like a rare treasure to the Fly Man."

The driver couldn't help but be thankful that he had lost his sense of smell, otherwise he would have lost the car.

The feces in the sewer is so stinking that even a gas mask can’t withstand it.

"I'll help you clean them up one more time, and the rest is up to you."

As the driver said this, he started the car, turned around and rushed towards the fly man.

This time he didn't circle around, but crashed directly into the middle of the fly people's formation, knocking a group of fly people who were unable to dodge into pieces.

"Hahaha!"

The driver laughed wildly again and drove away.

"As expected, the one who drives the tank is wild."

Liu Zheng said.

He looked at the fly people without mercy, then looked at the bathhouse in front of him.

The exterior is a standard brick-and-wood mixture. If you didn’t know this was a bathhouse, you would probably think it was a residential building.

There is a rope across the protruding eaves, with many blue flags hung on it, with different Ukiyo-e style paintings painted on the flags.

Liu Zheng took a quick look and found that most of the themes were about gods, ghosts, monsters, and some bloody duels or war scenes.

There are also two huge stickers on the wooden sliding door.

On the left is an ugly one-horned ghost with messy hair, a horn on top of his head, a big body and red skin, wearing a large plaid fabric and a red prayer skirt.

The word "Jidao" was written on the side of it.

On the right is a tall monster with a tall and long red nose and red face, wings on his back, holding a round fan, a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing a straw raincoat, and wooden clogs.

The two words "Sento" (sento) were written in ink on the side of it.

"The Yakudo sento is so domineering."

Liu Zheng muttered softly, opened the sliding door and walked in.

"welcome."

The woman in a Japanese bathrobe trotted over, took the slippers from the rack, and knelt down to place them in front of Liu Zheng.

She no longer looks young, but her facial features are still pretty, and her skin still retains moisture and elasticity. Coupled with her superb light makeup skills, she looks very charming.

Especially the action of her kneeling down to help put on shoes, any creature that includes female humans in its aesthetic range will be unable to resist.

But Liu Zheng can do it, easily.

It’s not because he doesn’t like mature women, but because he saw that the woman’s feet were just bones.

"I'm so sorry, sir. The body hasn't been delivered yet. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

The woman noticed his gaze and apologized quickly.

"How could that be? Wouldn't it be a different flavor this way?"

Liu Zheng withdrew his gaze from the bony feet and went deep into the shadow under the woman's loose neckline.

"If I had the chance, I would really like to play with Madam's slender feet."

He said with a slightly hooked mouth.

"You are joking, sir. This is a formal bathhouse. We don't offer bubble baths."

The woman said with a smile, emphasizing the word "serious".

"Madam, you misunderstood. I just saw that you didn't even have socks on and I was worried that you would catch a cold."

Liu Zheng said seriously, then took out two banknotes and placed them on the woman's bony feet.

"Look, this should be much better."

"You are such a kind guest. I will accept your kindness."

The woman's feet moved slightly and she stepped on the banknotes.

"Is this your first time here?"

Sumireko asked.

"Yes, but I was introduced by Niuma. He is my boss."

Liu Zheng said.

"So he is Niu Ma Sang's younger brother. I really can't tell."

Sumireko covered her mouth and laughed.

"Oh? Is it because it's too stingy?"

He immediately thought of the reason.

"Sumiko didn't say that. Aren't you afraid of being punished for talking about your boss like that?"

Sumireko kindly reminded.

"Boss Niuma is very magnanimous and won't get angry over such a small matter. Sumireko, don't call me guest, just call me Zhengchan."

Liu Zheng said.

"Jin-chan?"

Sumireko tilted her head playfully and shouted, her mature face showing the cuteness of a young girl.

"Jinzi is so good, I'll buy you some more meat to replenish your body."

He smiled and took out a few more bills and stuffed them into Sumireko's collar.

"What kind of service do you need today, Zheng-chan? Bath, sauna, hot spring or massage?"

Sumireko asked.