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

He now had a vest on, money in his pocket, and the essence of the vampire girl in his body, and he felt extremely safe.

Liu Zheng now even expected that someone without any eyes would bump into him so that he could beat him up and vent his anger.

The last time he vented his anger was by killing that bug manager, and now his anger is accumulating again.

Of course, forget about government employees like sprinkler trucks and green vests.

Encountering them will only double your anger.

"Dingling bell~~~"

Liu Zheng suddenly heard a clear ringing sound coming from behind him.

"Huh? There really are people who are blind?"

He looked back and saw a bicycle catching up with him from about a few hundred meters behind him.

The bicycle was very large and its overall shape was very similar to the 28-inch bicycle he had seen when he was a child.

The entire body of the car was painted green, even the seats were painted green.

There was a huge box fixed on the back seat of the car, almost half a person's height.

But this is not too outrageous. In reality, the load-bearing capacity of a 28-meter truck is very strong, and carrying 400 to 500 kilograms is not a problem.

Nowadays, many people in Africa still use it to transport things. They just throw the banana bundles piled into a small mountain onto the back seat, and then ride it up a small slope, feeling as free as the wind.

What was really outrageous was that there was no one in the car seat.

Only two white work gloves were holding the handlebars, and a pair of gray three-jointed leather shoes were stepping on the pedals.

Liu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

In his experience, people like these who don't even look like human beings are more difficult to deal with.

Especially its shape, it looks like a government employee.

Is it the postman?

After weighing it over, Liu Zheng decided to give it a try.

He stepped aside and watched the bicycle get closer and closer until it passed him.

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the tentacles holding the teether drooped slightly.

It would be best if there is no conflict, after all, he is a pacifist.

However, Liu Zhengshen's breath that had been let go immediately came back up.

Because the bicycle did not drive away in a cloud of dust, but stopped and waited for him.

Liu Zheng pursed his lips and walked around the bicycle.

"Dingling bell~"

The bell rang again and the bicycle caught up again.

He stopped and the bicycle stopped too.

He walked, and the bicycle moved too.

"No, brother, what do you want to do? Draw a line."

Liu Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ding."

The bicycle bell rang out with a long rhythmic sound.

Clearly, this was some kind of coded language, perhaps Morse code or something.

He listened, nodded, and tapped his hooves to the beat.

Finally, the car bell stopped ringing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand what you just said."

Liu Zheng spread out his tentacles.

"Jingle Bell!!!"

The man in work gloves was ringing the bell frantically.

Now he understood it without having to understand the coded language; the bicycle was scolding him.

"It's my fault that my knowledge is too narrow and I can't understand your elegant words. How about you condescend to communicate with me in a way that I can understand?"

Liu Zheng said sincerely.

Hearing what he said, the worker's gloves let go of the bell.

After thinking for a while, the bicycle rode in front of Liu Zheng, then turned the front of the bicycle and passed in front of him.

Liu Zheng took a look and saw a black tire mark on the ground.

Then the bike rode next to him again, with the front of the bike level with him.

"You want to race with me? Uh, no, racing?"

Liu Zheng understood now.

"jingle!"

The bicycle responded with a short, excited thump of its bell.

"I'm in a hurry to deliver the takeaway, how about next time?"

He used the tactic of procrastination.

"Jingle Bell!"

The car bells sounded shrilly.

"I really don't have time, can you be unreasonable?"

"Jingle Bell!!!"

The car bells rang louder.

"No, you came here and wanted to compete. How can you compete without even a referee?"

Liu Zheng found an excuse.

"I will be the referee of this urban fastest legend competition!"

A heroic voice came from the sky.

"what?"

He looked up at the sky and saw a huge red dragonfly falling from the sky.

Its entire body is covered with metal shell, and its wings and legs are also made of metal.

But its head is flesh and blood, and it is the head of an old man, but it has dragonfly-like compound eyes.

The red dragonfly landed on the ground with its back to Liu Zheng and the bicycle, and then made an elegant 360° turn on the spot.

"First, never act on impulse!"

"Second, never miss a single bad thing!"

"Third, the refereeing was absolutely fair and beautiful!"

"Referee Robot Dragonfly"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Before the red dragonfly could introduce itself, Liu Zheng interrupted it.

"If you keep talking about this, this book will become a fanfiction."

"Besides, if you become their childhood memory, how great will the psychological trauma be for the children?"

Looking at the red dragonfly's curious head, his eyes twitched.

"It doesn't matter. What matters is that I am the referee of this game."

Red Dragonfly said nonchalantly.

"I didn't agree to compete with it."

"Competitions are like challenges in life. You can't refuse them. You just have to do your best to meet them."

Red Dragonfly said in a very reliable Showa-era voice.

"No, who are you preaching to?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

The red dragonfly didn't look at him or the bicycle at all.

"To all the kids in front of the TV."

Red Dragonfly said seriously.

No, I've already said that seeing you will only leave a trauma in children's childhood!

"Forget it. No matter what's going on with you, this game has to happen, right?"

Liu Zheng sighed and asked.

"Yes."

The red dragonfly finally turned its head back.

"Okay, then you guys go with Tindaros."

The curled up tentacles stretched out quickly, and the teether was about to slip out of the hand.

Chapter 132: Life-Saving Mail

"Just right, one more contestant."

The red dragonfly looked quite happy.

The bicycle also remained motionless and did not seem to care.

"Aren't you afraid of dogs?"

Liu Zheng was a little confused.

Even the invincible teething stick can fail sometimes.

Tindalos, you've lost your dog a bit.

"This is just a clone of me. If it dies, I can just replace it with another one."

"As for it, according to the treaty, the Hound of Tindalos cannot harm City Hall employees at will."

Red Dragonfly pointed at the box on the back seat of the bicycle and said.

Only then did Liu Zheng see that there were four big words painted on the box with white paint.

"Death Mail".

A very good and powerful name.

Every mail delivery means the loss of a postman or a consignee, right?

"Okay, then you tell me the rules first."

Since teething sticks are ineffective, then listen to the rules first. If they are not reliable, then think of other ways.

"The rules are simple. Starting from this line, whoever reaches the finish line first wins."

Red Dragonfly said.

“Where is the end point?”

“The end point is determined by negotiation between the two parties.”

"Then I request that the destination be set as the 'Aladdin Ding' apartment."

Liu Zheng said immediately.

"jingle!"