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

"My bones are white, so I am the white chess piece. You dyed your bones black, so you are the black chess piece and you can go first."

"Wow, you got a great deal."

Liu Zheng said in an envious tone.

"Sir, even if you have the chess pieces, you can't play without a chessboard."

The receptionist said with a strong smile.

"Who said there is no chessboard?"

He lifted up his clothes, cut a slit in his belly, and then slowly cut along the slit.

Soon, he cut off a rectangular piece of skin.

Not more, not less, just the size of half a chessboard.

"Okay, now it's your turn."

Liu Zheng handed the knife to the front desk.

She didn't answer.

"What? You don't dare?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You can't even satisfy the guests' requests, so why are you working as a receptionist? And you're wearing a maid outfit. Is this the attitude of a maid towards her master?"

"You dare to accept customers with this level of ability? Are you worthy? How many tricks do you have?"

Liu Zheng slammed the table.

Listening to his accusations, the receptionist's eyes almost spit fire and her hands clenched into fists.

The sharp nails scratched the palm of the hand, and blood dripped onto the human skin carpet.

But besides anger, there was a hint of fear deep in her eyes.

"I'm giving you two choices now. Either you play chess with me, or I'll go to the city hall and complain about you."

Liu Zheng shouted.

Hearing this, the receptionist sneered.

"You're just a delivery man, the city hall won't pay any attention to you."

"Really? What if I let a first-class citizen file a complaint?"

he sneered.

"You, a delivery man, are you supposed to know first-class citizens?"

The front desk clerk was a little flustered, but also expressed doubts.

"Ghosts look down on people."

Liu Zheng looked at her with contempt.

"Does Oink, the Heavenly Butcher, know that I have a pleasant conversation with him?"

"Do you know the Fire Mage? I called his name, but he didn't even dare to answer me."

"The casino owner is a demon. I made him lose a lot of money and he could only stare blankly."

"You must know the fisherman in the sewer. I went to his fishery to steal fish, and he gave me one for free."

The heavyweight names one after another made the receptionist's face turn paler and paler.

She could feel that the guy in front of her didn't seem to be lying.

"I count to tens, and after ten I turn around and leave."

"I went to the city hall to complain, and then they asked the kitchen purchasing department to buy people."

"Tomorrow the chef's recommendation at the Bloody Restaurant will be vampire sashimi."

Liu Zheng said grimly.

"do not want!"

The front desk clerk screamed.

The excitement made her blood vessels bulge out like red earthworms.

"No, why? Because of your long teeth? Because of your high blood pressure?"

"Hurry up, if you don't dare, I will help you."

Liu Zheng raised the boning knife.

The front desk was still hesitant.

"ten."

"Nine."

"five."

"Do you know what will happen to you when you are sent to the kitchen?"

"You'll be hanging from the ceiling with a dozen drills piercing your body. They'll grind away your flesh and make you bleed constantly."

"You can't die even if you want to, because the kitchen will use your blood to feed rats."

"Do you know why? Because rats are a higher grade food than you."

His voice was like the devil's whisper.

"say no more!"

The front desk clerk screamed again.

The invisible sound knife cut wounds on Liu Zheng's body and tore the carpet.

But he didn't care and didn't even look at it.

"Four."

"three."

"two."

The countdown to doomsday continues.

"one."

Liu Zheng stood up and was about to walk out of the board game hall.

"I cut!"

The receptionist gritted her teeth and snatched the boning knife from him.

"Have you ever played Gomoku?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It has rained several times."

The receptionist hesitated and said.

"There are 225 Gobang pieces, of which 113 are black."

"But I have plenty of ways to fill up the chessboard. It's impossible for you to win, and it's even more impossible for you to lose."

"After each game, I have to change the chess pieces. Humans have 206 bones. How many bones does a vampire have? How many games do they have?"

he asked coldly.

"You'll cut bones too! You'll die too!"

The receptionist shouted as if grasping at straws.

"I can't die."

Liu Zheng held up the severed tentacle, and a part of the finger bone had grown out.

"And even if I have to die, so what?"

"I like living, but I like watching you die even more."

He said with a wild laugh.

"What are you going to do before you let me go?"

"Is this your attitude when asking for help?"

Liu Zheng's eyes became fierce.

"Master, as long as you forgive me, Ai'er can do anything."

The receptionist knelt down and untied the ribbon on her bodice.

"Really? Then you can do this first."

He held out his hoof.

There was a fierce light in the receptionist's eyes, but she still held up the hoof and stuck out her pink tongue.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"I am serving you, my master."

The receptionist said in a contrived voice.

"Nervous, what if you infect me with bad breath?"

"I asked you to trim my hooves."

He said with disdain.

"what???"

Chapter 86 Wouldn't it be fine if we did this earlier?

The receptionist buried her head in Liu Zheng's crotch.

One hand held his hoof, the other held the boning knife.

Pieces of cuticle were scraped off and scattered on the laid paper.

After removing the dead skin, the front desk staff found sandpaper and polished his hooves.

"Not bad."

Looking at the brand new hooves, Liu Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, can you let me go now?"

The receptionist said pitifully.

"of course."

As the receptionist showed a happy expression, he continued.

"No."

"Human, don't challenge my bottom line."

The front desk showed its fangs.

"Want to turn against you? Great. Vlad III's heart blood tastes good. I wonder how your heart blood tastes?"

Liu Zheng said without any fear.

Now it is the front desk who has violated the rules, and he has the bonus of a legendary vest, so he may not lose if a real fight breaks out.

"what on earth do you want?"

The receptionist said fearfully.

"I want your bones."

He said.