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

"Thank you for your hard work, senior."

As soon as the door opened, the novelist bowed deeply.

Today she didn't wear a bath towel, but a home dress.

But anyway, some people always bear more gravity than others.

"Hey, this is not what I ordered."

The novelist saw the fish in Liu Zheng's hand and said curiously.

"I caught this on the road. It looks good, so I'm giving it to you."

He said.

"Ah, how can that be so embarrassing?"

The novelist blushed.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think that the two of us will become long-term trading partners, so I want to maintain our relationship."

Liu Zheng emphasized.

"Yes, don't worry, senior. I have no interest in you other than the body."

The novelist said.

So you really want to eat me and then inherit my talent, right?

He rolled his eyes inwardly.

After giving the fish and takeaway to the novelist, Liu Zheng prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, Senior, could you please do me another favor?"

The novelist called him.

"what's up?"

He turned around.

"Can you help me take the trash down?"

The novelist said embarrassedly.

"Uh, okay."

Liu Zheng said somewhat reluctantly.

In fact, he has a mild obsession with cleanliness, and is particularly disgusted by things like household garbage, snot, and saliva.

There is no way around it in restaurants and sewers, but this is extra work.

However, the novelist had helped him several times, and he was embarrassed to refuse.

By the way, when Liu Zheng was very busy writing articles in real life, he also asked the delivery man to help him take out the garbage.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.

"Long live the senior!"

The novelist shouted happily and then skipped back to his room.

Liu Zheng smiled slightly.

Putting aside the fact that this woman is always lusting after his body and talent, his looks and movements are still quite cute.

But soon, Liu Zheng's smile froze.

Because the garbage the novelist drags out is a pile of shattered corpses.

From head to toe, every part is strictly divided according to the anatomy.

Judging from the mirror-smooth cut, the novelist must have done it manually.

"The person who used to take out the trash for me can't go anymore, so I have to trouble you, Senior."

The novelist lowered his head and spoke in a gentle tone.

Like a blood lotus, too shy to bear the fishy wind.

Chapter 76 Brothers, this time we really pay

“That won’t happen.”

Liu Zheng had a bad feeling.

"Yeah, this is the person who helps me take out the trash."

"Haha."

He laughed dryly twice.

Sometimes he really hated himself for always guessing so accurately.

"Senior, please be careful when you carry it later, don't make the ground dirty."

The novelist reminded.

"What happens if it gets dirty?"

“Will it become another bag of trash?”

The novelist replied.

"Bar?"

"Yeah, because there's a chance they'll be eaten."

She prides herself on her rigor.

"6. Gone."

Liu Zheng walked outside holding the garbage bag to his chest to prevent the contents from leaking out.

The bearded man looked up at him with an indifferent expression.

"Stop staring, close your eyes and take a rest. Look at you, your eyes are red from staying up all night."

Liu Zheng sighed and helped him close his eyes.

Two pools of blood flowed from the man's eyes and flowed along other parts of his body to the bottom of the bag.

Liu Zheng quickly lifted the bag and looked underneath.

Very good, no leaks.

He turned the head over and walked into the elevator.

After leaving the building, Liu Zheng searched for a long time but couldn't find a trash can, so he had to walk outside the community.

When we arrived at the gate of the community, the security guard blocked the door directly.

Liu Zheng sneered in his heart and was about to take out the props, but he saw the security guard retreat back to the security booth as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why are you becoming more and more cowardly?"

He said with contempt.

"I think you don't know how to live or die. You dare to throw garbage."

The gray-haired security guard retorted.

"What's wrong with helping customers take out their trash? It's because you don't have any sense of service that you get complaints."

Liu Zheng looked down upon him again.

"You are so noble, you are so great. The trash can is over there, why don't you go and throw it away."

The gray-haired security guard pointed to the distance and said.

Under the heather tree in the distance, four trash cans were placed side by side.

They are red, yellow, blue and green.

“Is there a trap here?”

Liu Zheng muttered.

"No, no, go ahead, there are all good things in there."

The gray-haired security guard encouraged.

"Hey, do you have any cigarettes?"

He said, rolling his eyes.

"No, not even one. Don't even think about smoking my cigarette."

The gray-haired security guard shook his head frantically.

"Then tell me what the pitfalls are in throwing away garbage, and I'll bring you a pack of good cigarettes next time."

"Huh, how do I know if you'll come next time?"

The security guard with gray hair expressed his disbelief.

"I've been here four times, and I'm afraid I'll come here one more time. To tell you the truth, we are the owners of Room 4 in Building 606, and we have that kind of relationship."

Liu Zheng said with a wink.

"Is it true? Just you?"

The gray-haired security guard looked him up and down.

"You can't judge a man by his appearance, you have to rely on his inner qualities. Learn more."

he said confidently.

"Then I want a pack of Huazi."

"No problem. Even if I can't get Huazi, I can get you a bag of something similar."

Liu Zheng agreed readily.

Hatred is hatred, and transactions are transactions.

Last time the security guard lit a cigarette for him, next time it will be Liu Zheng's turn to light one for him.

“Pay attention to garbage sorting.”

The security guard with gray hair said.

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"You dare to ask me for a pack of Huazi for this?"

Liu Zheng felt like he was being ripped off.

"Then let me ask you, do you usually sort your garbage?"

The gray-haired security guard asked.

"Uh, no."

He replied honestly.

Treating used plastic bags as garbage bags is his greatest support for environmental protection.

"That's it. If I hadn't reminded you, you would have thrown it away."

The security guard with gray hair said.

Liu Zheng thought about it and realized that this was indeed possible.

"Well, you've made a profit."

He walked towards the trash can holding the garbage bag.

The moment he turned around, he was already prepared for the security guard's sneak attack.

However, the security guard did not launch a sneak attack until Liu Zheng walked to the trash can.

He guessed that the security guard would be in trouble if the garbage bag spilled.