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

"Look, what a sweet smile."

Liu Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said to the remaining security guard.

The security guard let out an incomprehensible yell and then rushed forward waving a plastic stick like crazy.

Liu Zheng could have easily dodged it, but a violent tracheal spasm stopped him.

The plastic stick hit him hard on the head, and blood flowed from his forehead, covering one of his eyes.

"Gan!"

Liu Zheng cursed, trying desperately to focus.

But concussion was not something that could be resisted by sheer willpower, and his vision became blurry.

In the dim light, he saw the security guard raise the plastic stick again.

Liu Zheng didn't have time to think about it and crashed into the security guard's arms.

The security guard was caught off guard and could only raise the plastic stick and hit him on the back.

One stick, two sticks, three sticks.

The security guard gradually stopped the attack and leaned his head on Liu Zheng's shoulder.

He pushed the security guard away and stuck the dagger into the latter's chest, all the way to the hilt.

"Ho ho."

Liu Zheng sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Not only the discomfort in my throat, but also the stinging in my back and the pain in my lungs.

After resting for half a minute, he stood up by supporting the security guard's body.

Although Liu Zheng was seriously injured, he had to do it.

I was lucky. Although the elevator did not stop at the first floor this time, Yipintian Villa has one elevator per household.

The elevator door opened and he staggered to the door of 301.

"Ding ding ding."

Liu Zheng pressed the doorbell.

"Please wait."

A woman's voice came out from inside.

"Ok?"

He frowned slightly. Isn't this Mr. Li?

Ten seconds later, the door opened and a white silk maid in a Gothic dress looked up at him.

Looking at Liu Zheng with blood all over his head, there was no emotion on her face.

"I'm the delivery man from the Bloody Restaurant, and this is the takeaway Mr. Li ordered."

Liu Zheng took the initiative to speak.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please leave it to me."

The maid said calmly, her voice and demeanor as steady as that of an old housekeeper who had worked for several generations.

"I'm sorry, the restaurant requires us to deliver it to the person in person."

He had no intention of handing it over.

"Then please wait a moment. I will go and ask the master for instructions."

The maid did not embarrass him, but turned back into the house and went up the stairs.

A few minutes later, a silver-haired old man walked down the stairs with the help of a maid.

He was thin and his face was covered with wrinkles, but he had few age spots and his eyes were even clearer than those of young people.

She was wearing a set of pink silk pajamas embroidered with a pattern of some spore plant.

"Has my sashimi arrived?"

the old man asked loudly.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Li?"

"it's me."

The old man nodded.

"Excuse me, Mr. Li, I'm new here. Do you have anything to verify your identity?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Although this may anger the other person, it is better than falling into the gutter.

"No problem, young man."

The old man smiled indulgently and pulled his cell phone out of his pajama pocket.

"Xiaojiu, call Miss Si for me."

"Okay, master."

The maid took the phone and dialed a number.

For some unknown reason, Liu Zheng wrote down the string of numbers.

"Hello, Miss Si? Sorry to bother you. Your employee is here to deliver food and wants to confirm my identity. Could you please talk to him?"

After the call was connected, the old man picked up the phone and said, then handed the phone to Liu Zheng.

He took the phone and put the microphone to his ear.

"Hello, boss. I'm the new delivery man, Liu Zheng."

he said respectfully.

"I know. There's no problem with his identity. Give him the takeaway."

The voice on the other end of the phone was indeed Si Xue's emotionless voice.

"Okay, boss."

Before Liu Zheng finished speaking, a busy tone sounded in his ears.

"How about it, young man, can you give me the takeaway?"

Mr. Li laughed.

“Of course, here’s your takeaway.”

Liu Zheng handed over the takeaway.

Mr. Li picked up the takeaway order, took a look at it, and sighed.

"It's this today, what a pity."

“Is there anything wrong with the food?”

he asked.

"No problem, I like this dish very much. But unfortunately, I'm sick recently and the doctor advised me not to eat food related to the five sense organs."

Mr. Li said regretfully.

The five facial features refer to the eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose and mouth. The five facial features in medicine refer to the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and tongue.

No matter which one Mr. Li is talking about, the eyeballs are included.

"Then I wish you a speedy recovery."

Liu Zheng said politely and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, young man. Such good ingredients cannot be wasted. Why don't you eat it?"

Mr. Li called him.

"Ah, me?"

Liu Zheng turned his head, shocked like a catfish.

Oh my god, it turns out it was waiting for him here.

Chapter 11 I'm Not a Human Anymore

"Yes, Xiaojiu doesn't eat raw food."

Mr. Li gave the maid a loving look.

"Young man, you won't fail to satisfy me on this request, will you?"

he said with a smile.

Liu Zheng looked at him and then at the maid.

One is skinny and hunchbacked, the other is tender and juicy, even if he is injured, he can easily take her down.

Weird.

Even Dai Lego could not attack the restaurant staff at will, but Mr. Li could call the restaurant owner directly.

These two people are definitely not human.

"I have a request."

After a brief silence, Liu Zheng said.

"As long as the request is not excessive, you can make it."

Mr. Li said generously.

With his status and wealth, money, position, real estate and women are not worth mentioning.

As for what is an excessive request, only he knows.

"I want chopped chili peppers, garlic, soy sauce, and vinegar."

However, Liu Zheng's answer was beyond his expectations.

“It would be even better if there was scallion oil.”

Liu Zheng sniffed.

"Haha, interesting young man, come in and sit down. Xiaojiu, go get something for the guest."

Mr. Li laughed.

"Yes, Master."

The maid went to the kitchen, and Liu Zheng followed the old man to the living room and sat down.

The interior decoration is not complicated, but rather quite simple.

There are no crystal chandeliers, no magnificent ceilings, and no mahogany furniture that the elderly like. The overall color scheme is mainly black and white, and the entire hall looks very empty.

However, the green plants that can be seen everywhere have reduced the cold feeling.

What’s interesting is that when the two sat down face to face, Mr. Li did not talk to Liu Zheng, but just read the newspaper by himself.

This relieved him.

It’s not because he’s a little socially anxious.

Well, he is just a little socially anxious.

But more importantly, Liu Zheng doesn't have to worry about talking about the restaurant.

Although Mr. Li seems to be quite familiar with the boss, that rule should still apply.

He glanced at the newspaper with some curiosity, but because the print was too small, he could only see a few words like "arrival", "suppression", and "degradation of citizenship".

"Master, I have brought what the guest wanted."

After a while, the maid came over with a large tray.

On it were the seasonings Liu had ordered, as well as a pair of chopsticks and a bowl.