The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 162: Turn Sha Jiang’s Intestines Inside Out and then Dress Her in a Cosplay Costume

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Turn Sha Jiang’s Intestines Inside Out and then Dress Her in a Cosplay Costume

As his words fell, the distant Silver Galaxy also automatically dispersed, merging into the dirty river.

The looming axe shadow also dispersed following that.

"Boss, let’s sit and talk. Hey, you, can’t you see we need something? Hurry up and fetch us a couple of stools."

Liu Zheng said to the Fisherman.

"Are you itching for a scratch, hoping I’ll fish you out?"

The Fisherman’s face twitched.

"The man in front of you is the big shot of the Garbage Processing Plant; your wife and kids might just rely on his protection."

He said nonchalantly, unafraid.

"Hmm?"

The Fisherman looked towards the Fire Mage.

He could only tell that the human before him was strong, but he hadn’t felt the essence of the Garbage Processing Plant.

However, from this point of view, the human before him might be stronger than he appeared.

"Brother, you’re disparaging me with your words. What big shot? I’m just making a living at the Garbage Processing Plant."

The Fire Mage frowned.

He didn’t like being flattered and never really considered himself a big deal.

"My mistake, I won’t say it again."

Liu Zheng readily admitted.

Having been roughing it through society since he was young, he had gotten used to buttering people up.

And his experiences in this bizarre world proved that the same tactic worked here too.

But he knew some people just preferred plain speaking.

"No worries, brother, I understand you. Who doesn’t like hearing good words these days, right?"

The Fire Mage said with a smile.

"Fire Mage is an understanding guy."

Liu Zheng also smiled.

"I’m not called Fire Mage, my name is Sha Jiang. Brother, if you don’t mind, just call me Brother Sha."

The Fire Mage said.

"Alright, Brother Sha. I’m Liu Zheng, and you can call me Ah Zheng."

He smoothly agreed.

"Sit."

The Fisherman quietly, from nowhere, brought two stools and placed them on the ground.

"Young man, I can stand for a while, you sit."

Brother Sha said, offering the seat.

"No worries, I have one."

The Fisherman then pulled out another stool, the one he had Liu Zheng give to the sea woman.

"Pfft."

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Nevertheless, the Fisherman did seem quite older than before, probably a remnant from being thrashed in the sewer last time.

"Brother, just tell me. What do you need me for?"

Seeing that the Fisherman had a stool, Brother Sha didn’t refuse any longer and simply sat down.

His build was so robust that sitting on the stool looked as funny as a bear riding a rabbit, somewhat comical.

But his appearance was already amusing, so it didn’t matter.

"Here’s the thing, I’m a delivery man for Bloody Restaurant, as Brother Sha probably noticed?"

Liu Zheng said.

"I noticed,"

Brother Sha nodded.

Such conspicuous delivery vests and delivery boxes, he wasn’t blind.

"I’m now collecting the Legendary Delivery Man set, and I’ve already got the vest and the delivery box, just missing the hat. The Demon Boss at the black market casino said the delivery hat is with your brother, the Wolf Knight."

"Old Wolf? Does he have that thing?"

Brother Sha scratched his head.

The Wolf Knight picked up too much junk usually; he really hadn’t noticed.

"Brother Sha, if it’s convenient, could you give him a call and ask?"

Liu Zheng suggested.

"Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but there is no signal in the Garbage Processing Plant. To call, we can only use a landline."

Brother Sha shook his head.

"Alright. But I reckon the Demon didn’t lie to me, the delivery hat is indeed with the Wolf Knight. Could you please talk to him for me? I can pay with money or trade something else."

Based on his current experiences, despite these bizarre residents all being average villains, as long as a contract or wager is established, the verbal commitment is very strong.

"Hey, it’s just a hat, no big deal. I’ll write you a note; just bring a drink to him, and he’ll definitely hand over the hat."

Brother Sha waved his hand.

"That wouldn’t be right, Brother Sha. You’re generous, and I shouldn’t be stingy. How about this: there’s probably nothing of interest at the Garbage Processing Plant, so I’ll bring some of Bloody Restaurant’s fine drinks and dishes for the Wolf Knight to enjoy a good meal."

Liu Zheng said.

"That works. I’m not there, and Old Wolf probably hasn’t eaten well; indeed, it’s time to treat his stomach."

Brother Sha agreed upon hearing it was about food and drink.

"Ah?"

He was stunned.

"What’s up?"

Brother Sha asked, puzzled.

"Um, treating his stomach isn’t literal, right?"

Liu Zheng cautiously asked, and also mentioned the situation with Black Claw.

"Treating his stomach in our hobo circles actually means eating so well you get diarrhea."

Brother Sha explained.

"Of course, when used on others, it indeed means what it says literally."

"About that Black Claw, I’ve seen it. It even helped train Old Wolf’s three dogs for a few days."

He recalled.

"What happened to it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don’t know. I originally wanted it to join us, but it refused, saying it came to the Garbage Processing Plant to look for something."

"I said let’s help you look together, but it still refused and sneaked away after a few days. I didn’t even know it was dead until you told me."

Brother Sha shook his head.

"I see."

With all the unordered or out-of-order entities in the Garbage Processing Plant, what was Black Claw looking for?

Liu Zheng felt that Niu Ma probably knew, but he didn’t plan to ask.

"Brother Sha, I have a rather awkward favor to ask."

He rolled his eyes.

"Go ahead."

"A friend of mine, well, his daughter wants to go to the Garbage Processing Plant to find her mother. Could you escort us there?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Black Claw’s strength probably wasn’t much different from Niu Ma’s, and since it got its guts turned inside out, even if he went with Nightingale and the Sea Woman, the safety factor would not improve much.

But with Sha Jiang coming along, it was almost as safe as going back home.

"Bro, this is something I must help with, finding a mom is serious business."

Sha Jiang showed a troubled expression.

"But I’m currently wanted by the City Hall, and the Security Bureau’s people are positioned near the Garbage Processing Plant. If I go with you, I’m not helping, but actually endangering you."

"Is it because of the last time you killed a councilor and the deputy director?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You know about that, bro? Impressive."

Sha Jiang said, surprised.

"My connections aren’t much, but they’re something,"

he boasted modestly.

"Heh."

The Fisherman on the side rolled his eyes.

He had never seen anyone with such a robust network of connections.

Not to mention the Fisherman himself, not even a City Hall council member dared to boss him around like a delivery guy could.

But this kid dared, and he even listened.

Damn, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got; he needed to find an opportunity to thoroughly teach this kid a lesson.

Liu Zheng felt a chill at the back of his head, sensing the murderous aura from the Fisherman.

But he didn’t care.

From big-timers like Mr. Li to little fish like the Eel Head security, the Fisherman could wait in line until Liu Zheng was buried.

"I got tangled in some other stuff in the middle. Better I don’t tell you. Knowing it wouldn’t benefit you."

Sha Jiang said hesitantly.

All you can say is, the secrets of the Metropolis are too many and too deadly, and even a straightforward guy like Sha Jiang had become mysterious.

However, Liu Zheng was used to it, so he just nodded.

"Then is there any way to cancel the City Hall’s warrant for you?"

He asked.

"Probably not, my offense was pretty serious,"

Sha Jiang looked blank.

He was just an overly strong drifter with little understanding of upper-tier matters.

"Lao Deng, do you have any solution?"

Liu Zheng looked towards the Fisherman.

"Call me Lao Deng one more time, and I’ll make your tongue into fish bait first,"

the Fisherman said with a cold snort.

"Then... father-in-law?"

He ventured to say.

"I knew you were just asking for a beating!"

The Fisherman couldn’t stand it any longer and swung his arm, which transformed into a fishing rod, at Liu Zheng.

He didn’t have time to dodge and stayed spinning in the air three times before he plopped to the ground.

"Brother Sha, why didn’t you try to stop it?"

Liu Zheng got up, looking at Sha Jiang resentfully.

"It’s a family quarrel for you guys. It wouldn’t be right for me to intervene,"

Sha Jiang said as he scratched his head.

He was indeed warm-hearted, but not foolish; it was obvious Liu Zheng was asking for it, so why not grant his wish?

"Humph, always trying to use force to your advantage. See, it backfired."

The Fisherman mocked.

"It was on purpose. Done venting? If so, start brainstorming fast,"

Liu Zheng’s tone turned serious in an instant.

"Boy, you flip faster than a sewer farting."

The Fisherman rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Sha Jiang.

"Which councilor did you kill, and which deputy director?"

"It’s written in the warrant, Councilor John Jordan and the deputy director of the Sanitation Department,"

Sha Jiang said.

"So it was a councilor from the Jordan family’s generation."

The Fisherman frowned.

"Big deal or not?"

Liu Zheng interrupted.

"The reputation isn’t huge, but they are troublesome. The first councilor from their family was Baier Jordan."

"The Jordan family originally ran a pharmaceutical plant. Once Baier Jordan became a councilor, he aggressively expanded their influence. Until I entered the sewer, the Jordan family almost monopolized the Metropolis’s underground medical business. Not sure what it’s like now though."

"That powerful, and you still say not a big deal?"

He questioned.

"Underground business is still underground business, not protected by the City Hall. If you’re strong enough, you can completely smash the Jordan family’s business. Without financial backing, they can’t elect councilors, hence posing no threat."

The Fisherman explained.

"I see,"

Liu Zheng nodded.

Violence from the City Hall is absolute; you either adhere to its rules or find loopholes in them. Direct confrontation is a dead end.

But violence from other powers is relative; if you have the strength, you can break the game with force.

If the Jordan family were running a legitimate business under the protection of the City Hall, then the game would be deadlocked.

Because they can’t damage a legitimate business under City Hall protection, a new councilor from the Jordan family would be inevitable, continuing the pursuit of Sha Jiang for the honor of their family.

"Smashing the Jordan family’s racket isn’t hard, but I can’t get out of the sewer,"

Sha Jiang said, feeling stifled.

It was just an underground medical business; he was bold enough to make a scene even in the black market.

But now, his stay in the sewer was the only thing shielding him from the City Hall’s surveillance. As soon as he stepped out, he’d be surrounded by the Security Bureau’s forces.

"What about using cosplay?"

Liu Zheng suddenly suggested.

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