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

Her eyes were empty, her cheeks were flushed, and all the blood vessels in her body turned the same purple-red color as Liu Zheng's blood.

The whole person looked like he was in a dazed state as if he had eaten too much and had indigestion.

Does this count as him pouring his blood and sweat into the front desk?

He thought with a strange expression.

After all, to him, bones and blood are the same thing.

"Drink, I can't drink anymore."

The receptionist said with difficulty.

"Your appetite is not good enough."

Liu Zheng picked up a piece of dried fish and chewed it, mocking at the same time.

"It's because there's something wrong with your blood. It's too hard to digest. It's really hard to suck some ecological blood these days."

The front desk clerk complained slightly.

"Blame me."

He rolled his eyes.

"Here, this money is for you."

Ever since the two exchanged their real names, the front desk has become noticeably more lively.

"So generous? Are you giving or lending?"

Liu Zheng estimated that it should be around 30,000 yuan.

"You can give it to me, but you have to accept my first embrace and marry me."

said the front desk.

"Then I'd better borrow it."

He rolled the money into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

"gone."

Liu Zheng patted his butt and left.

"Scumbag, bah!"

The receptionist touched the part of herself that had been slapped and spat.

After leaving the board game hall, Liu Zheng did not forget to say hello to the statue.

"Let's go, witch."

He waved at the witch statue.

The witch looked over, and then a cup of coffee and dessert automatically floated out of the bag and flew into her hands.

"I'm going to do highway robbery."

As soon as Liu Zheng had an idea, thunder sounded above his head.

"This is my gift to the witch. If it's not enough, please take more."

He said it from the heart.

The dark clouds dispersed, but a small bolt of lightning still struck down and hit his tentacle.

Liu Zheng lifted up the tentacle and saw an inverted pentagram mark on it.

Although he didn't know what it meant, his intuition told him that it would not do any harm.

"He's really gone."

Liu Zheng arched his tentacles, turned and walked towards the bloody restaurant.

Atop the Gothic spires, statues have shed their bronze coverings.

The witch in the scarlet cloak took a sip of coffee, and her dead eyes gradually became spiritual.

"Humans are still useful after all."

She looked at Liu Zheng's back and smiled strangely.

The shadow of a huge crucible appeared in front of her, and a bottle of potion brewing fire and lightning rose from the thick soup.

It's the blasphemous potion.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 102 Lao Deng, Watch Your Attitude

"Fisherman, did you hear our conversation just now?"

Walking on the road, Liu Zheng said to the fisherman's finger.

After a moment, the fingers twitched a few times.

"Then call me and align the granularity."

He gave his number.

There was no response from his fingers, but soon his cell phone began to ring.

Liu Zheng glanced at the caller ID and saw no name.

Very good, you can take it.

"What do you want to say, kid?"

The fisherman's voice is still as daddy as ever.

"Can't you be a little more friendly to your benefactor?"

He frowned.

"Bullshit, what favor have you done to me?"

The fisherman sneered.

"If it weren't for me, the Ama wouldn't come down to see you even after a hundred years."

Liu Zheng said.

"Well, that's what you should do."

"My deal with you is to seduce your daughter, not to help you two meet. If you don't change your attitude, then I can only tell the Ama to change the competition."

"You dare to threaten me?"

The fisherman's tone became dangerous, and it was very similar to the accent of the haenyeo.

"I have threatened many people. Fisherman, if you know me, you will know that I am afraid of death most of the time, and I have self-destructive tendencies a little bit."

"So, I do what I should do, you do what you should do, and we can both get what we want."

"But if you think you can scorn me by killing me, you will only be disappointed, for I am mad."

His tone was calm, but his mouthparts were trembling.

Not out of fear, but out of excitement.

However, there was nothing he could bite as far as he could see.

So Liu Zheng raised his tentacle, tore off a piece of meat, and chewed it in big mouthfuls in his mouth.

The clear chewing sound could be heard not only by him but also by the fisherman on the other end of the phone.

"What do you want? Human. I can give you a few more fish."

The fisherman said after a brief stalemate.

"I just need your attitude. If you still look so arrogant, your meeting with the Ama will only be the beginning of the severance of the father-daughter relationship."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to care about our father-daughter relationship."

"I just don't want something I'm risking to do to fail for some stupid reason."

He said.

"Don't worry, I'm not that old and confused yet."

The fisherman said unhappily.

"I hope so. So, what should you say now?"

"Thank you, kid."

The fisherman said somewhat unnaturally.

"Just barely. First, I need you to order a takeaway tomorrow and have it delivered to the sewer. The longer the delivery time, the better."

"Row."

The fisherman hesitated for a moment and said.

"Secondly, I need you to designate an entrance to the sewers and meet me at the mouth of the manhole."

"No, I can't leave the fish pond for too long. But don't worry, someone will lead the way for you when the time comes."

The fisherman said.

"So which entrance do I go down?"

"Can't we just go through the same entrance you used last time?"

"No, I don't want to be frightened again."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

This guy Ghost Hand has too many secrets. Although he doesn't seem to have any bad intentions, the less contact you have with him, the better.

"Then you can choose it yourself, as long as it's not a troublesome place."

The troublesome places that the fisherman mentioned were probably garbage disposal plants, chaos clubs, black markets and the like.

"What about Rose Street?"

he asked.

Rose Street is the street where the plane trees are.

Although there were no roses on that street, not even second-hand roses.

"That's fine, but there's a troublesome tree there. Aren't you afraid of being eaten by it?"

"You mean Dai Lego? It's okay. I'm pretty familiar with it."

Liu Zheng said.

"So the tree is called Dai Lego. Well, if you have no problem with it, then I have no problem with it either."

The fisherman said.

"Okay, that's it. Give me your number and I'll check the time with you later."

Cell phones don't keep call records, so he can only remember them in his head.

"Don't you need me to do anything else, kid?"

The fisherman asked cryptically after reporting the number.

"Then can you hide it from the Ama-nymph?"

"No, she is my daughter after all, and she has inherited my talent perfectly."

The fisherman sounded quite proud.

"That's it. Never mind. I have another plan."

Liu Zheng said.

"You better win, boy. If you keep me from my daughter, I'll find you wherever you hide and shred you."

The fisherman said fiercely.