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

Chapter 75: Anatomically Correct Smile
"You didn't expect it, but I can actually teleport."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

"is it?"

The tree roots spanned dozens of meters and came in front of him, shaking slightly.

"I'm going to give you a big cunt now. If you can dodge it, I'll believe it."

The plane tree sneered.

"Well, actually I was sent out by someone."

He gave in decisively.

"Who?"

The plane tree was shocked.

Even the one it couldn't get out, someone else could actually get out.

This street doesn't allow such awesome people to exist!
"I don't know its true identity, but it looks like a red ghost."

Liu Zheng replied.

Anyway, Red Ghost didn’t say that we can’t tell others.

"never heard of that."

The French plane tree thought for a moment and said.

"Never mind if you haven't heard of it. By the way, I think I met a fire mage down there."

He changed the subject.

"Mon dieu!"

The bark of the plane trees stood up in fear.

"Where is he?! Where is he?!"

It screamed.

"Gone. He left after he smashed the sewer flood and the hurricane."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

The plane tree patted its own trunk.

"I thought my tree life ended here."

It let out a long sigh.

"It's okay. I think he should be well fed. He shouldn't need to chop you to make a fire to cook."

Liu Zheng comforted.

"An idiotic human being who takes pleasure in other people's misfortune."

The plane tree glared at him.

"I was wondering who made such a big noise. It turned out to be a fire mage. That's not surprising."

"It's a pity that you locked me in a tree cage. I didn't see the big scene, and I couldn't talk to him."

Liu Zheng said regretfully.

"If I don't lock you up, you'll become excrement in the sewer. You should be grateful, idiotic human."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Your Excellency Dai Legao, for your help."

To show his sincerity, he placed his tentacle on his left chest and bent over slightly.

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

The plane tree retracted its roots.

If this human dared to speak out again, it wouldn't mind letting him experience a roller coaster without the flying car.

"By the way, I got a lot of fish from the sewer. Do you want some?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Is there that giant-mouthed whale?"

"No, that's all."

He showed the net bags filled with fish.

"No, I'm tired of eating these."

The plane tree expressed no interest.

It is the bully of this street. It can eat anything, whether it’s flying in the sky, digging in the ground or swimming in the sewers.

What it lacks mainly is something to drink.

After all, sewage in the sewers feeds people.

As we all know, nutritious drinks often don't taste good.

"Okay, then you keep an eye on it for me. I'll come get it on my way back."

Liu Zheng said.

Dragging a net bag to deliver takeout is too cumbersome. What if the angler's unique mechanism of "getting lost if you catch a big fish" is triggered?
Besides, it would not be good if a fight broke out on the way and the fish were damaged.

Even though he had never sold fish, he knew that good quality fish and bad quality fish had completely different prices.

"Why? I won't watch."

The plane tree flatly refused.

"A bottle of drink."

"That's it?"

The plane trees looked at me with disdain.

"I'll watch it for a maximum of an hour. If I watch it for more than an hour, I'll feed it to the birds."

"can."

An hour round trip is more than enough.

Liu Zheng thought about it, then picked out a fish with a better appearance from the net bag.

"gone."

He said hello and walked towards Green Osmanthus Garden Crazy City.

He has delivered to this community three times, so he is very familiar with it. Not to mention not looking at the map, with Liu Zheng's current memory, he can get there with his eyes closed.

Soon, he arrived at the gate of the community.

Familiar face, familiar white hair.

The gray-haired security guard saw Liu Zheng from afar, immediately threw away his cigarette and hid in the security booth.

"You hid quickly."

He smiled coldly.

I haven’t yet avenged myself for being beheaded last time.

If he gets the chance, he will definitely test his knife skills on this kid to see if his ingredients are of high quality.

Passing by the security booth, the gray-haired security guard made a gesture of wiping his neck to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng responded with two mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

One spit was on the door of the security booth and the other was at the entrance.

"Sun thief, your grandfather Liu Zheng is waiting for you..."

he said viciously.

The gray-haired security guard was stunned for a moment. He felt that Liu Zheng didn't seem to be bluffing this time.

But he doesn’t seem to have gotten any stronger. Is there some hidden card?
The gray-haired security guard looked at Liu Zheng's back suspiciously until he walked deep into the community.

"Open, takeout."

Liu Zheng patted the security door.

"I'm coming."

There were hurried footsteps coming from inside the door.

It seemed like every time he came to deliver takeaway, the novelist was always in such a hurry.

Is this woman doing anything shameful?
For example, eating a person or something.

Oh, I forgot, in this world cannibalism seems to be in accordance with Zhou Li.

That's fine.

"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.

(End of this chapter)