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

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Instead of walking straight ahead, the cows and horses drew a quarter circle in the air.

A man in an iron mask stepped out from the shadows and drew a quarter circle in response.

"It's them, go ahead."

Niuma said.

"Are you familiar with them?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"That's very familiar. They were the ones who sold me to the restaurant."

Niuma sneered.

Hearing this, he felt a little suspicious.

He remembered Niuma said that it and Oyinke were both from the farm.

The breeding farm sounds like a formal channel, which is obviously inconsistent with the image of these people.

Liu Zheng kept the question in mind and planned to ask it again when he had the chance.

The two groups walked towards each other and met in the middle of the road.

As a smuggling activity, it is indeed a bit too blatant.

“This is the cargo this time.”

The iron-masked man in the lead pointed at a wooden box beside him and said.

He had a weird accent, a little Latin, with a little tongue flick.

His mask was also unique, with a cross painted on it, and a quarter circle in each quadrant of the cross.

Liu Zheng secretly looked at the other masked men and found that the most they had was only two quarter circles.

"Garcia, you have made it big. You have even become the chief priest."

There was a strong sense of sarcasm in Niuma's tone.

"Because I offer all my suffering to my Lord."

Garcia said calmly.

“Is it someone else’s pain?”

Niuma said coldly.

"One is ten thousand, and ten thousand is one. There is no difference between your suffering and mine. When the promised day comes, we will all become the wax of our Lord."

Garcia stretched out his hand and drew a quarter circle on the iron surface.

"Holy is my Lord."

All the iron-masked men chanted devoutly.

"Go and burn yourselves. How can a false god who can't even bring the gospel pretend to be the savior?"

Niuma said bluntly.

"Ugh."

Liu Zheng sighed and quietly tightened his grip on the chef's knife.

Although the white-feathered chicken is meant for them to find fault, aren't you moving the issue too quickly?

At least check the goods first.

But to Liu Zheng's surprise, even when they were attacked so closely, the iron-faced people showed no intention of turning hostile, and did not even refute.

They just looked at the cattle and horses quietly, like statues.

"Pfft. Deliver the goods."

After a few minutes of confrontation, Niuma spat on the ground and said.

"good."

Garcia made a gesture, and several iron-masked men carried the wooden box in front of the cattle and horses.

Judging from their difficult steps and trembling bodies, the contents of the wooden boxes were obviously very heavy.

"Boom!"

The iron-masked men loosened their grip and the wooden box fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Even if granite of the same volume fell down, there would not be such a loud noise.

Liu Zheng couldn't help but feel a little curious.

“Here’s the manifest.”

Garcia took out a piece of paper and handed it to Niuma.

"Show him."

Niuma raised his chin towards Liu Zheng.

Garcia said nothing and turned around and handed it to Liu Zheng again.

Then, he looked at Liu Zheng intently a few times.

"Sir, have you ever listened to the gospel of the evil god?"

"Yes."

Liu Zheng nodded.

It seems that Mr. Li did not handle the matter cleanly either. Anyone can see that.

"Fun and interesting."

Garcia's tone was a little more excited.

“Your Excellency, could you spare a moment? I would like to introduce you to our Heavenly Father and Savior.”

"The great round god."

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"there is no time."

Liu Zheng decisively refused.

What kind of god can a sect that relies on smuggling to make money believe in?

In other words, where is the real God in the universe?

Although he is not a materialist, he does not like these guys who write blank checks to believers every day.

"Your Mightiness."

Garcia was about to persuade him again, but was stopped by the cattle and horses.

"Hey, are you doing business or not? If not, get out of here."

It said in a vicious voice.

"Once the transaction is completed, I hope to discuss it with you in detail."

Garcia looked at Liu Zheng deeply, then stepped aside.

"What's wrong?"

The cows and horses spat out thick phlegm on the ground again.

It can be seen that it hates these iron-masked men from the bottom of its heart.

No wonder the white-feathered chicken lets the cows and horses vent its anger.

Liu Zheng opened the invoice and looked at the contents.

"A live female mermaid, with all body parts intact and no obvious internal or external injuries."

"She is a mermaid priest and a member of the royal family, and her body is still pure."

He is a priest and of royal blood, so he has a very impressive background.

He nodded, indicating that he had finished reading.

"Unboxing."

Garcia ordered.

The two iron-masked men took out crowbars and pried open the lid of the wooden box, and a huge block of ice appeared in front of Liu Zheng.

The texture of the ice looks very pure. When the setting sun shines on it, it reflects colorful luster, just like a polished diamond.

And in the center of the ice, curled up a little mermaid.

She had long gray-blue seaweed-like hair and her skin was as pale and delicate as ivory.

Tears slid down from her tightly closed eyes, and her long eyelashes were completely wet with tears.

It is not difficult to imagine the fear she had suffered.

For some reason, Liu Zheng felt that her facial features were somewhat similar to Natasha who was buried by him.

"How dare you do this. The mermaids are going to protest to the city hall again."

Niuma said.

“There are so many races protesting, and we won’t care if one more wants to come to City Hall.”

Garcia said calmly.

"Besides, she was meant to be enjoyed by those congressmen, wasn't she?"

"I said nothing and I know nothing."

The cattle and horses immediately marked the line.

"Why put on such a poor show when you know no one can hear our conversation?"

Garcia sighed.

As he finished speaking, black circles emerged from the air one after another and enveloped them.

Looking out through the circle, all the scenes are distorted into discontinuous fragments.

Without waiting for the system prompt to appear, Liu Zheng immediately looked away.

He said that smuggling on the streets was too wild, and it turned out that there was this method.

"Haha, do you really think this little trick can keep the City Hall away?"

"It's just a small, run-down sect. The city hall just doesn't bother to deal with you. If they really want to do something, all your crimes will be played on the scales of law in a loop."

Niuma said with disdain.

"Only our Lord can judge our sins. Besides, what we did is exactly what the City Hall needs. All we need is to be useful."

Garcia said calmly.

"You're still so annoying. Salmon, check the goods carefully and see what tricks they are playing this time."

The cows and horses shouted.

"You can't test meow through ice."

The calico cat spread out its paws.

"These are the mermaid's tears, her self-protection mechanism. Once released, she will commit suicide immediately."

"To remove the Mermaid's Tears, the restaurant must receive the goods first."

Garcia said.

"Damn, you're waiting for me here, right?"

The cows and horses glared.