The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 392 - 344 Stop fighting, you can’t kill anyone like this

Chapter 392: Chapter 344 Stop fighting, you can’t kill anyone like this

"I just risked my life to toss that coin to the Tomb Guardian."

Liu Zheng started playing the sympathy card.

"Well, I just had to desperately make you run away."

Niu Ma retorted.

"And I always bring you along on any money-making gigs."

"And I’m the one who delivers those deadly takeouts for you."

"Well, I..."

"Well, I..."

The two men began listing the things they had done for each other in turns.

The two men, who usually couldn’t even bother caring about each other, now seemed desperate to claim they did anything, even breathe less air for each other.

"Enough, enough. At this rate, my vacation will end."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and said.

"So, what should we do?"

"Let’s play rock-paper-scissors,"

he suggested.

"You think I’m stupid, huh? Can I even throw anything else?"

Niu Ma rolled his eyes and said.

"Then let’s toss the cane; whoever the head points toward, goes."

Liu Zheng proposed.

"That could work."

Niu Ma nodded.

He took out the Human Bone Cane and threw it into the air.

The cane flew high, then smashed into the ground.

"Damn!"

The rounded head pointed directly at him.

"Hahaha, even the gods are on my side, you can’t escape this beating."

Niu Ma laughed out loud.

"Hmph, with you here, it’s still not certain who Red Pig will beat up first."

Liu Zheng retorted, walking resignedly toward the tombstone.

"Boss Red Pig, your big bro and I came to visit you."

He placed the offerings below the photo and braced himself as he spoke.

"Niu Ma!"

Red Pig emerged halfway, its ferocious pig face letting out a raging roar,

swinging a ghostly yet heavy fist, the chill of its punch sweeping across the graves.

However, while it cried out Niu Ma’s name, the fist was aimed right at Liu Zheng, who was close at hand.

"Holy shit!"

He had been reveling in schadenfreude, but seeing the sandbag-sized fist crashing towards him, he was shocked.

"Wait, why are you hitting me when you’re calling his name?"

He raised his tentacles to block, protesting loudly.

"You’re no good either, you all deserve to die!"

Red Pig smashed four of Liu Zheng’s tentacles with one punch, then sent him flying into the air with an uppercut.

"Ora ora ora!"

Before he could fall, Red Pig stretched its body and bombarded his back with a flurry of heavy punches.

The cold aura of the undead froze Liu Zheng’s limbs, making it impossible for him to fight back,

of course, had he used an item, he naturally could have retaliated, but that would have been too wasteful, especially since Niu Ma wouldn’t actually let him get killed.

Thus, Liu Zheng could do nothing but take the beating while cursing.

Sure enough, as Red Pig launched a fatal blow to his head, Niu Ma finally made a move.

It turned, lifting its hind hooves.

An invisible air bomb struck Red Pig’s head, shattering its body along with it.

Liu Zheng hit the ground hard, then was jabbed by Niu Ma’s horn and flung aside.

"Big bro, you can beat it and yet you let me take the beating, am I still your most reliable underling?"

He yelled resentfully.

"Nonsense, by focusing on beating you up, it gave me an easy shot,"

Niu Ma retorted.

Sure enough, the shattered Red Pig reformed, even larger than before.

Its round eyes glowed red, and curved fangs grew from its mouth, resembling the mutated wild boar from the Metropolis sewer.

"Niu Ma!"

Red Pig roared again, lunging down from above.

"Red Pig, we came here to handle real business, stop freaking out."

Niu Ma shouted.

The frenzied Red Pig was in no mood to listen, especially since the one speaking was the deeply hated Niu Ma, and it didn’t slow its attack at all.

Of course, Niu Ma had never expected to reason with a pig; as it spoke, its hooves were already swinging out.

The two hooves and two fists collided, making a sound like stones smashing against each other.

"Not good!"

Feeling the strong aftermath, Liu Zheng immediately cried out.

However, his first line of sight was not toward Niu Ma or Red Pig, but toward the ground beneath Niu Ma’s body.

Because he remembered what the old cowboy had said about the cemetery’s third rule.

"Damaging the cemetery’s public facilities, compensates at price and is sentenced to forced labor."

Given Metropolis’s typical quirks, this forced labor was probably no different from life imprisonment.

The ground of the cemetery should also be considered a public facility.

Niu Ma also flinched, then looked at the ground.

Luckily, the ground seemed undamaged.

However, Red Pig seized the moment of distraction, first throwing a heavy punch that knocked aside its block, then delivered another uppercut, sending Niu Ma into the air as well.

Given Niu Ma’s weight, it didn’t fly as high as Liu Zheng.

But a combo was still enough to deal with him.

"Ora ora ora!"

Red Pig continued to throw fierce punches, so excited that its nostrils even emitted a red glow.

"Fuck!"

Caught off-guard, Niu Ma took over a dozen punches, only then managing to kick back with its hind legs, using the reaction force to escape from the beating.

"You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!"

Back on the ground, Niu Ma glared at Liu Zheng and yelled.

"Honest to god, I didn’t do it on purpose. Boss, watch out!"

He shouted loudly.

"We’ll settle this later."

Niu Ma glared at him, then turned back to face Red Pig’s swinging fists.

They fought for over ten minutes.

Niu Ma ended up bruised all over, with several bones broken.

Red Pig’s figure also dispersed several times, and though it did not shrink, it was clearly not as solid as before.