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

Niu Ma changed the subject.

"Humph, I'll give him as much as he needs. I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of nutritional supplements."

The white-feathered chicken said proudly.

"We've known each other for so many years, why are you trying to play dirty tricks on me? Don't you just want him to work for you for free?"

The cows and horses finally got too lazy to go around in circles.

"Can't I afford a little reward?"

"You're not afraid of not being able to pay him, you're afraid he won't work for you."

Niuma said it pointedly.

"The owner of that lottery shop must be someone extraordinary, otherwise with your identity, you would be able to find someone to help you get rid of him even if you can't get out."

"Humph."

The white-feathered chicken did not refute.

"This kid is involved in a lot of things now. If you kill him, you will be in trouble too. So you better be honest."

"If nothing else, this kid is quite efficient in his work."

Niuma advised.

".Go inside and talk."

The white-feathered chicken said after a moment of silence.

"Okay, come in."

Niuma nodded.

As soon as it finished speaking, the white-feathered chicken immediately stepped in.

It glared at Liu Zheng fiercely, then walked away on the haystack where the cattle and horses were staying and lay down.

"Hey, that's my fucking bed!"

Niuma said unhappily.

"I found this nest for you, what are you yelling about?"

The white-feathered chicken retorted.

“It’s not like I didn’t pay.”

Niuma retorted.

"The little money you gave me is not enough to buy these few blades of grass."

"Tsk, that's you driving up the prices."

Niuma muttered as he sat on Liu Zheng's bench.

"Boss, that's me."

"Ok?"

The cows and horses raised their hooves.

"I prepared this especially for you."

he said respectfully.

"Humph. If I can't handle this chicken, I can't handle you either."

The cow horse said proudly and wiggled his butt.

Listening to the creaking sound of the bench under the weight, Liu Zheng could only pray for it silently.

"The owner of the lottery shop turned out to be from the special operations team of the Sheriff's Bureau."

The white-feathered chicken found the most comfortable position and said with his eyes narrowed.

Chapter 212: A Chance to Have Dinner with the Supreme Speaker

"Boss Chef, you want me to die."

Liu Zheng's eyelids jumped.

He even had to hide from the green vests, and he went to bomb the store of the special operations team members?

Why didn’t Bai Yu Ji just let him find Si Xue for a solo?

"It's a former member."

The white-feathered chicken emphasized.

"What's the difference?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"What the former member means is that he has lost the protection of City Hall and has lost his ability and equipment as a member of the special operations team."

The white-feathered chicken said.

"But he was able to join the special operations team because of his strength, right?"

He seized the loophole in White Feather Chicken's words.

"really."

The white-feathered chicken had no choice but to admit it.

"Give me a clear standard. How does he compare to my boss in strength?"

Liu Zheng asked bluntly.

"Hey! Don't compare everything to me. I'm not a fucking unit of measurement."

Niuma said angrily.

"If the strength it has shown so far is used as a standard, then that person should be stronger than it."

The white-feathered chicken thought for a moment and said.

"That's it. If I can beat him, why don't I become the boss of the takeaway department myself?"

He spread out his tentacles.

Then he was kicked by a cow or a horse and fell flat on his face.

"I've known for a long time that you want to turn against me. Come on, let's have a fight now. If you beat me, I'll be your little brother."

The cattle and horses clamored.

"It's just an example. Once a boss, always a boss. How could I possibly turn against him?"

Liu Zheng got up and said with a smile.

"Besides, you're going to run away soon, and I was supposed to inherit this position."

"Humph, with your ability, after I leave, a new department head will be parachuted in."

Niuma said with disdain.

Being the head of a department requires real strength. Connections can only make people fear you, not submit to you.

"Then we'll talk about it later."

He shrugged.

He ran away before the others, so even if a department was abolished, it would have no impact on him, let alone a new department head being parachuted in.

"That person has a weakness that you can exploit."

The white-feathered chicken hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"What weakness?"

"He likes to mate with creatures that have cloacae and are furry."

The white-feathered chicken paused and said.

A furry creature with a cloaca?

If we don’t consider the metropolitan characteristic species, then isn’t it just birds?

After thinking about this, Liu Zheng looked at the white-feathered chicken with a strange look.

"Humph."

The white-feathered chicken knew what he was thinking, but didn't show any anger.

Now that it's out, hiding it will only make things more embarrassing.

In this metropolis where the strong prey on the weak, being a tool for the strong to vent their desires is considered a relatively good background.

If it hadn't held such a high position as the chef of the Bloody Restaurant, it might not have thought of revenge.

Of course, not taking revenge does not mean not hating.

After hearing about Liu Zheng's glorious achievements, the hatred in its heart grew unstoppably.

"The weakness is birds."

Liu Zheng fell into deep thought, and the first thing he thought of was the plane tree.

It’s not because it shares the same fate with white-feathered chickens, but because it deals more with birds.

What if it knows some miraculous species whose cloaca can expel venom?

"Any other information?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"No more. I was just a pet and a toy. How much information can I have?"

The white-feathered chicken shook his head.

"However, I can give you a piece of information that has nothing to do with his strength. Consider it an extra reward."

It thought for a moment and said.

"What information?"

"If you want to buy lottery tickets in his store, remember to only buy scratch tickets, and it's best to buy the ones with saliva marks on them."

The white-feathered chicken said.

“What’s the prize in the scratch ticket?”

Liu Zheng asked.

If it was just about money he wouldn't be very interested.

"I don't know. I haven't shaved it."

The white-feathered chicken shook his head.

"I know."

Niuma interrupted.

"Boss, tell me about it."

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up.

"How can I speak without any saliva in my mouth? Ahem."

The cows and horses pretended to search a few times.

"Boss Chef?"

He looked at the white-feathered chicken.

"Humph, I'll drink you to death sooner or later."

The white-feathered chicken lifted up his chef's hat, pulled out a bottle of wine from it, and threw it at the cows and horses.

Liu Zheng only saw it making the smashing action, and the bottle was already in front of the cow and horse.

Fortunately, cows and horses are not just there to eat.