The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1322 - 809: Four Hands Grasping Three Legs (Part 2)

Chapter 1322: Chapter 809: Four Hands Grasping Three Legs (Part 2)

Liu Zheng hurriedly cleared his relationship.

"What do you want?"

The security captain wiped the blood off his mouth and said.

"I’m a delivery guy, what do you think I want?"

He retorted.

"You just stopped me once, and I let you go once, so I’ve already done my part. If you still want to call for support or set traps, that’s up to you."

"But next time I won’t hold back, and I’ll make sure you die a very unpleasant death." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"If we don’t do anything, the company will definitely punish us."

The security captain instinctively protected his three legs.

"Are you implying I should compensate you? Well, it’s not impossible."

He glanced over the security guards.

"But think it over, if you take my money and don’t do your job, then your whole family’s lives won’t be yours either."

Liu Zheng said coldly.

"I don’t want money, just give me back the Immortal Binding Rope."

The security captain said through gritted teeth.

"Dream on, once it’s beneath my feet, it’s mine."

He rejected without hesitation.

"I’ve already soul-bounded with it, even if you take it, you can’t use it."

The security captain said.

"Anything that can be bound can be unbound. Even if I can’t use it, I can sell it on the Black Market, there’ll definitely be buyers."

Liu Zheng said.

"What will it take for you to return it to me?"

The security captain said, swallowing his anger.

"Only a living person can return it to you, a dead person will only let it be buried together. You should understand what to do."

He dispersed the Dharma Image, grabbed the Immortal Binding Rope, and turned to walk into the building.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

A team member asked.

"Do what? The rope is still in his hand, what do you think we do?"

The security captain said, annoyed.

"Should we..."

The team member asked again.

Everyone knew who "he" referred to.

"Are you insane, the deputy director is also the director, killing him would be a slap in his uncle’s face, wouldn’t it?"

The security captain gave a team member a sidelong glance.

"Then what do we do? Just let him live, he’ll definitely talk nonsense later."

The team member said.

"Then let him follow me inside, one severely injured, one unscathed, let’s see who the company believes."

The security captain sneered, grabbed the unconscious deputy captain, and limped into the building.

Where the security captain took the deputy captain, Liu Zheng didn’t know, he only knew he had arrived at the door of 601.

Unlike the fairly simple door face of Mr. Li’s house, the door to 601 was a huge marble porch, with a stained glass painting above the porch, resembling a church door.

In the glass painting, a knight on a white horse with a long gun was charging solemnly at a squirrel.

Liu Zheng looked at it for a while, unable to understand what the painting wanted to express.

But it didn’t matter, as a deliveryman, he didn’t need any artistic cells, as long as the knight and squirrel didn’t come out to attack him.

"Buzz!"

Liu Zheng pressed the doorbell, which made a piercing electric sound.

"Which esteemed guest are you?"

An elderly voice came from inside.

"Hello, I’m a deliveryman from Bloody Restaurant, delivering to Mr. Alekseyevich."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Please wait."

After a moment, the door made a heavy sound, slowly opening to a half-person-wide gap.

An old man in a tailcoat and white gloves, his hair slicked back immaculately, appeared in front of him.

"I am Mr. Alekseyevich’s butler, Mig."

The old man introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Mig. My name is Liu Zheng."

Liu Zheng replied politely.

"You surprise me, Mr. Liu; I’ve never seen such an honest Bloody Restaurant deliveryman."

The old man smiled.

"People like you and Mr. Alekseyevich must see through lies, so I think it’s better to be honest."

He said.

"A wise decision. Someone as smart and honest as you deserves a chance, come in and wait."

The old man opened the door a bit more.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng stepped inside.

"Please sit."

The old man led him to a corner of the hall, seating him on a single sofa.

"You seem a bit nervous."

The old man glanced at the Immortal Binding Rope in his hand and said.

"Honestly, this is the first time I’ve encountered such a friendly orderer, so I’m a bit worried."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Worried it’s a trap, right?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Yes."

He admitted.

"It’s normal to have such worries. A hunter will praise their prey with lavish words, writing emotional poems, but the end goal is still to capture, skin them, and hang their heads on the wall."

The old man said.

"So is this really a trap?"

Liu Zheng said with a wry smile.

"Of course not, at least not now. Whether it is or isn’t depends on the master’s thoughts in the end. Alright, I need to report to the master now, please excuse me for a moment. Lyudmila, please serve the guest with tea and snacks."

The old man bowed slightly, then called toward the kitchen.

"Okay, Mr. Mig."

A young female voice responded.

Soon, a girl in a black and white maid outfit emerged, carrying a large beech tray with one hand.

Her limbs were very slender, yet her posture was perfectly straight, making her look like a compass.

But her hand holding the tray was very steady; even though it was loaded to the brim, there wasn’t a hint of wobble.

"Good afternoon, sir."

The maid walked up to Liu Zheng, lifting her dress to curtsy.

"Good afternoon, ma’am."

Liu Zheng stood and returned the gesture.

The maid gave him a surprised glance, then started arranging the items on the coffee table.

A large cup of red tea with lemon slices, cakes, scones, pies, dried fruits, preserved fruits, jerky, and matching sugar cubes, jam, and honey, etc., filled the table.

"Would you like me to introduce them?"

The maid asked.

"Well, you can if you want."

Liu Zheng said considerately.

Once during an interview, he was accompanied by a community staff member.

He was initially worried about bothering her (and also felt it was troublesome) and hinted that he didn’t need company, she could go back first.

The staff pretended not to understand, and later simply said she’d rather accompany him than sit by the window, she might as well take the opportunity to buy a milk tea.

"Oh, actually I don’t want to."

The maid blinked and said.

"Then no need."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"But I want to eat."

The maid blinked again.

"Can you eat this?"

"No, eating the guest’s snacks would get me punished by Mr. Mig."

The maid said dejectedly.

"Doesn’t Mr. Mig feed you enough?"

"I am full, but I still want to eat."

The maid pursed her lips and said.

"Then eat these."

Liu Zheng smiled, handing her some Dried Fish.

"What’s this? The taste is very special."

The maid took the fish dry, sniffed it, and asked curiously.

"This is dried fish made from sewer fish. Rest assured, it’s clean and hygienic, everyone says it’s good."

He said.

"Thank you, kind sir."

The maid stuffed the dried fish whole into her mouth and chewed hard.

"Is it tasty?"

Liu Zheng asked with a smile.

"Hawt~ jus a bitty tough."

The maid said, her mouth full of fish.

"This batch of Dried Fish is like that, chew slowly, don’t break your teeth."

"Mmm!"

The maid nodded vigorously, but her chewing pace didn’t slow down at all.

Liu Zheng smiled helplessly and began to eat himself.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of tea was almost sprayed out.

This isn’t tea; it’s clearly concentrated liquid sugar.

"Is your tea always this sweet?"

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but ask.

"No."

The maid shook her head.

"Because it’s your first time here, I only put half the sugar."

She said seriously.

"Next time, just put one percent sugar for me, if there is a next time."

Liu Zheng also said seriously.