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

"Speaking of which, what exactly is Paradise Island?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It's an artificial island built by the city hall, specially used for vacations for outstanding talents from all walks of life. It has the most advanced entertainment facilities, the most beautiful scenery, the most abundant food, and the most professional waiters. Most importantly, all of these are free."

Niuma said longingly.

“It sure sounds like heaven.”

He felt that this rhetoric sounded familiar.

"Nonsense, otherwise why would it be called Paradise Island? As long as I can go there once, it's worth it even if I get fired the next day."

Niuma said excitedly.

"Well, there's a story, big guy, do you want to hear it?"

After all, the ox and horse helped him a lot, so Liu Zheng decided to remind it.

"Let the fart go."

Niuma said unhappily.

"Once upon a time, there was a closed underground city. The people inside worked under surveillance every day, and their lives were extremely boring. But every once in a while, a lucky person would be chosen to go to the legendary Paradise Island, where they no longer had to work and could enjoy life."

"But in fact, those people are clones. They are sent to Paradise Island to be dissected and have their organs transplanted into their original bodies."

This is the plot of "Escape from the Island". Liu Zheng found it quite shocking when he first watched it.

"Interesting, where did you hear that?"

Niuma asked.

"I just imagined it."

"You have a very rich imagination. Unfortunately, Paradise Island is real. I have a relative who has been there."

The cow and horse licked their noses.

"How did he get this opportunity?"

"I spent my life savings on scalped tickets. After I came back, I committed suicide."

Niuma said.

"why?"

"Because he knew he would never have the chance to go again."

Niuma said calmly.

"What about you, big boss?"

"I'm different from him. He's a widower, and I have a wife. Besides, I'm still young and an excellent delivery man for the Bloody Restaurant."

"Even if you don't trade with me, I can save up enough for a scalper ticket in ten years."

Niuma said proudly.

"awesome."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

"low profile."

"Just asking, sir, are you seriously injured?"

he asked suddenly.

"I just have enough breath left to kill you."

Niuma replied with a fake smile.

"hehe."

"hehe."

Chapter 16: Legendary Delivery Man Vest

"It's alive again."

The cows and horses looked towards the door.

The movable panel was pushed open again, and the bony hand slowly reached in.

"I'm curious, is it just a hand?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don't know. Why don't you try pulling it in?"

Niuma instigated.

"Wait until my brain becomes inhuman."

"whispering sound."

The cattle and horses hissed and ignored him.

Liu Zheng walked over and picked up the new takeout order.

"Meal: One fishman family bucket"

"Address: Room 4, Building 606, Crazy City, Green Osmanthus Garden"

"Time limit: one hour"

Opening the map, he saw that it would take about half an hour at his current speed.

It looks like a simple order, just like the first one.

"By the way, sir, how do I know under what circumstances physical delivery can be made?"

With his current strength, he shouldn't have to be as cautious as he was at the beginning.

"No way. Even I'm not completely sure."

Niuma shook his head.

"If you can talk, talk. If you can't, fuck him. Anyway, don't expect to live to retirement in the bloody restaurant."

It said lazily.

"alright."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

After checking the food and going out, he went straight to Dai Lego.

From a distance, he could hear the chainsaw-like singing of the plane trees.

"Aux armes, citoyens!"

"Formez vos bataillons!"

"Marchons, marchons!"

A tree singing the Marseillaise, and singing it solo, is quite romantic.

Liu Zheng felt amused, but his steps subconsciously followed the rhythm.

The sturdy sheep's hooves trampled on the asphalt road, and the sound of their footsteps like war drums echoed in the street.

The plane trees seemed to notice it as well and their singing became louder and louder.

"Qu'un sang impur!"

"Abreuve nos sillons!"

When he walked near the black soil, Dai Lego also waved the branches all over his body, bringing a perfect end to the performance.

"Great accompaniment, makes my roots twirl, love from the law. HOLY SHIT!"

French Plantain turned to look at Liu Zheng, his facial features distorted with fear.

"Isn't that last sentence French?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

"Of course you have to use English when you curse. No, how did you become like this?"

Dai Lego said in shock.

"I ate the black kid sashimi and drank Hell Rock Coke, and this is what happened."

He shrugged the tentacle.

"Haha, you deserve it. You stole my Coke."

Dalego laughed.

"Hey, we are business partners after all, can you show some sympathy?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"I don't even have a heart, so how can I have sympathy? Have you lost your brain too?"

The plane tree rolled its eyes.

"Haha. Fine, I'll keep that stuff for myself."

He turned around and pretended to leave.

"Wait, you brought Moss with you?"

Dai Lego asked in surprise.

"Maotai? What kind of person is worthy of me exchanging him for a vacation voucher for two people in Paradise Island?"

Liu Zheng sneered.

"real or fake?"

Dai Lego's eyes widened.

Of course it knows the value of the Paradise Island vacation voucher for two. What kind of top-notch drink would it have to be worth exchanging it for?

In an instant, more than a dozen legendary wines flashed through its mind.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng opened the wine box and then closed it immediately.

Although it was only for a moment, the plane tree still saw the bright red blood wine.

"La vache! Come on, dazzle my mouth."

Dalego screamed.

Green saliva oozed from its mouth and dripped onto the black soil.

"Can you afford it?"

Liu Zheng said with feigned contempt.

"Foolish human, my financial resources are beyond your imagination."

Dai Lego was disdainful.

"Don't fool me with useless things. You know, I only want things that are of practical value to me."

he emphasized.

"this one"

Dai Lego had a headache.

Although it is a local household, there are not many collections of this level, and even fewer that are suitable for Liu Zheng's use.

Do I need to take that thing out?

Dai Lego was a little reluctant to part with it, as he had spent a lot of money to get it, and its actual value was much higher than a bottle of wine.

But, that is the limited edition of Vlad III.

If you miss this level of red wine, you would be betraying its noble French origin.