The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1220 - 758: The Legendary Deliveryman Set Is Still Too Authoritative_2

Chapter 1220: Chapter 758: The Legendary Deliveryman Set Is Still Too Authoritative_2

He said helplessly.

Now he understands why the Heavenly Martial King changed to martial arts as he grew up; anyone would develop a rebellious mentality after chanting "Infinite Heavenly Venerable" countless times daily.

"Pfft~ That Zheng Chan truly has a hard time."

Jinzi couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Sigh, there’s not a single compassionate soul; truly the world is deteriorating, and people’s hearts are becoming ancient."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"But I heard from the elders that the Metropolis was even more chaotic back in the day."

Jinzi said.

"...Forget I said that."

Oops, this is the Metropolis.

After leaving Jidao Public Bath, he took a trip to the clinic and handed over the meals for the others to the doctor for distribution.

As for the nightingales, well, they’ll have to wait for next time; he dared not go to the board game café for now.

Last time, the Red Witch did him a favor, and who knows how she’d squeeze him if he went back.

After distributing the goods, Liu Zheng finally drove toward Green Garden Mad City.

Luckily, the places weren’t far apart, and there was no chit-chat, so there was over half an hour left for delivery, which should be enough. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

At the entrance to the neighborhood, the security guard on duty wasn’t the pair of brothers but a Lizard Man with pink skin and a rather plump appearance.

Upon seeing Liu Zheng park his car, it immediately approached.

"You can’t park at the entrance; please drive away."

The Lizard Man said.

Its voice was as soft as its appearance, suggesting it might be female.

"I’m an honorary resident here."

Liu Zheng showed the honorary resident medal.

"Oh, but you still can’t park at the entrance. Drive your car inside."

The Lizard Man pressed the remote in its hand, and the gate slowly opened.

"Thanks. By the way, why isn’t that half-white head on duty this time?"

He asked.

Since he’s an honorary resident now, it’s no big deal to reveal his association with the half-white head.

"Oh, he’s on a night shift. If you want to see him, come after midnight."

The Lizard Man replied.

"Not that eager to see."

Liu Zheng squinted.

After midnight in the Metropolis, one might encounter an Evil God’s descent even if just taking out the trash.

"Alright, you can go in now."

The Lizard Man said after the gate was fully opened.

"Thanks. This one, please help pass to the half-white head, and as for this one, it’s for you."

He took out two packed bags.

"You’re an honorary resident; serving you is my duty."

The Lizard Man didn’t immediately take them.

"Then I now require you to assist me by throwing away this packed bag and its contents. But to avoid wasting food, I suggest you eat them."

Liu Zheng smiled.

"Well... alright, it’s true that wasting food isn’t right."

The Lizard Man hesitated for a bit and took the packed bag.

"That’s more like it."

He nodded in satisfaction and started the spirit car.

After entering the neighborhood, Liu Zheng thought for a moment and decided to deliver the food first.

With a few left and right turns, he arrived at the bottom of building 7.

Turned off the engine, got out, and went upstairs all in one go.

"Knock knock knock!"

He knocked on the door of unit 1402.

"Who is it?"

A man’s voice came from inside.

"Hello, I’m the honorary resident of this neighborhood, and there’s some work I need your cooperation with."

Liu Zheng raised the honorary resident medal in front of the peephole.

A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing a short, pudgy man wearing a black mesh T-shirt and tight denim capri pants, with bean shoes on his feet and a gold chain around his neck thicker and longer than a dog leash.

"Bloody Restaurant!"

Seeing Liu Zheng’s uniform, his defiance and displeasure turned to fear, and he immediately tried to close the door.

"Don’t be in such a hurry to close the door; it’s our first meeting, and we should at least have a few words."

Liu Zheng held the door frame and pressed the door with his elbow, saying with a grin.

"I don’t know you; there’s nothing to discuss. Let go, or I’ll hit you."

The short man shouted.

"Letting go is fine, but sign for the delivery first, and I’ll immediately let go."

He said.

"Impossible! Everyone knows what kind of place Bloody Restaurant is. I didn’t order this delivery; give it to whoever wants it. I won’t take it."

The short man flatly refused.

"I’m an honorary resident; isn’t it inappropriate for you not to cooperate with my work?"

Liu Zheng shook the honorary resident medal in front of him.

"If not for that lousy thing, I wouldn’t even have opened the door."

The short man gritted his teeth.

"Cooperating has its conditions; you can’t just ask me to show you my head, and I’ll offer up my neck."

"Negotiating terms, fine. Tell me, what conditions will make you sign for the delivery?"

Liu Zheng was waiting for him to say this.

"Ten million; give me ten million, and I’ll sign for the delivery."

The short man rolled his eyes and said.

"Alright, I can give you ten million, but not only do you have to sign for the delivery, you also have to give me your head."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"You’re bluffing; a mere delivery man, do you know how high ten million stacked up is?"

The short man said dismissively.

"I really don’t know; that’s perfect, you measure it for me."

He took out stack after stack of cash and tossed them on the ground, green hundred-yuan bills spreading everywhere, making the short man’s heart race.

"Oh dear, the money scattered; would you mind helping pile them up?"

Liu Zheng said politely.

"...There’s not ten million here, is there?"

The short man stiffened.

"Then I’ll keep throwing. When I’ve tossed ten million, consider your life bought."

He said coldly and continued to throw money.

"Stop! Don’t throw anymore."

After tossing another dozen stacks of bills, the short man finally couldn’t hold on.

"What, do you think your life is only worth this much?"

Liu Zheng asked calmly.

"My life is priceless; I wouldn’t sell it for any amount."

The short man stubbornly said.

"Then let’s settle it in the usual way."

He drew "Anger," and fury spewed from its seven orifices as if it would devour someone.

"Hey, why the sudden violence? Let’s be civilized, understand civility?"

The short man stepped back in fright, babbling incoherently.

"If we can’t negotiate, then we’ll have to resort to action, won’t we?"

He said nonchalantly.

"How do you know we can’t negotiate without even trying?"

The short man shouted.

"We just negotiated, didn’t we? You said your life is priceless."

"Do you really have to buy my life? Aren’t you asking me to sign for the delivery? Signing doesn’t necessarily mean death."

The short man said.

"Ah, a connoisseur indeed. Shall we negotiate?"

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Let’s negotiate then."

The short man quickly agreed.

He chuckled and put away "Anger."

The short man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, eyeing Liu Zheng with a hint of apprehension.

"State your terms. I don’t have much time or patience; you only get one chance."

Liu Zheng released the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at the short man.

"One million, and I’ll sign for the delivery."

The short man named a figure.

"Five hundred thousand, flat rate."

He immediately cut it in half, clutching the hilt of "Anger."

"Deal."

The short man’s face twitched, finally gritting his teeth.

"Then sign it."

Liu Zheng took out the delivery slip and the food box.

"Pay me first."

The short man shook his head.

"That’s fair."

He couldn’t expect everyone to trust his reputation.

He counted out five hundred thousand and handed it to the short man.

The short man held the money, his expression conflicted.

"Five, four, three..."

Liu Zheng started counting down, the vein patterns on his body beginning to glow.

The first Extreme Fury Asura Yuan Man became a Killing Monk Demon because the Master didn’t keep his word, making the Extreme Fury Asura dislike promise-breakers more than monks.

"I sign!"

Seeing him about to reach one, the short man finally took the delivery slip and wrote down his name.

"Thank you for cooperating."

Liu Zheng took the delivery slip, handed the food box to the short man, and then slammed the door shut with a "bang."