The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 475 - 384: Cowardly Piece of Crap, Where’s Your Horse?

Chapter 475: Chapter 384: Cowardly Piece of Crap, Where’s Your Horse?

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Liu Zheng swung his knife thrice, severing three segments of intestines.

"It hurts so much!"

The waitress screamed in pain, her body recoiling backward violently.

"Trying to run?"

He sneered coldly, flinging his arm out like a whip.

The boning knife carved an arc, slicing open half of the intestine that was embedded in the waitress’s body.

"It hurts!!!"

The waitress’s scream intensified, and the whole intestine began to tremble.

"What an opportunity."

Liu Zheng stepped forward, grabbing both sides of the wound and ripping it apart forcefully.

A murky green fluid spurted out, and the entire intestine was ripped into two.

And like a kite with its string cut, the waitress fell to the ground.

What was once a shapely body now lay perfectly flat, reduced to nothing but a sheet of human skin.

"No line of work is easy, huh,"

He sighed looking into the waitress’s eyes which still seemed to refuse death.

"Die already! Die! Die!"

Liu Zheng saw nothing through the crack in the paper door, yet the piercing roars continued to spill out.

"I’m still washing the railway here. If you’re so keen on killing me, come out and try it."

He spoke disdainfully facing the paper door.

Against such physical enemies, he wasn’t really afraid. With ’Blood and Flesh Rebirth’ and real damage, chances were slim he would be the one to die in the end.

If he really couldn’t handle it, Liu Zheng could just rip up his order and return to Jidao Public Bath to eat and drink his fill, coming back as good as new.

Anyway, Granny Tang wouldn’t off Jing Zi, her little gold mine, any time soon. As long as he didn’t reveal his intentions, he could just drop by again when he had the chance.

"Die already! Die! Die!"

The wails from within the Paper House grew more spiteful.

"What a coward, all bark and no bite, bleating like a sheep, are you?"

Liu Zheng flaunted a middle finger at the room.

He was growing fonder of this costume, reveling in the sheer bliss of flipping the bird as he pleased.

Too bad the tentacles would repair themselves; otherwise, he would have loved to carve out a few fingers.

He didn’t need many, just three sufficient to flip the bird would be nice.

"Die already! Die! Die!"

The voice inside grew louder and more strident.

"Hey, who’s that, getting into a fight with a customer?"

Just as Liu Zheng was about to unleash a string of profanities, a voice came from behind him.

Turning around, he saw a waitress with her hands on her hips looking at him.

"I..."

"Hold on."

As Liu Zheng was about to speak, the waitress gestured for him to stop and turned to bow, then closed the paper door.

"Step aside."

As she walked over, she commanded brusquely.

"Oh."

Though her attitude wasn’t the best, it didn’t feel malicious, so he moved aside as told.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, sir. I’ll send someone to attend to you immediately,"

The waitress bowed to the room, then pulled the door shut.

"Which department are you from? Don’t you know the rules?"

She turned, hands on hips, to scold Liu Zheng.

"I’m from the Massage Department, codenamed Ren He. Sorry, it’s my first day, and I’m not quite familiar with how things work here."

As he spoke, he scrutinized the waitress before him.

She was about 1.6 meters tall, of average build, dressed in a pink water suit similar to Xiao Wan’s but darker and more faded.

An oval face, features not striking but well-proportioned, and a pair of large, clear eyes.

"Running around the corridors alone on your first day, are you asking for death? Who brought you up here?"

The waitress looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Uh, the Manager of Department 13 brought me up."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Manager 13 brought you himself? That’s unusual; he’s not one to shirk responsibility."

The waitress said, surprised.

As a veteran of the Servicing Department, she knew of the famous figure in this bathhouse.

The consensus was although Manager 13 was a certified scoundrel in relationships, he was still a decent leader at work.

"Uh, maybe he trusted me more,"

Liu Zheng considered before replying.

He could hardly say he was pushed out because they feared he might accidentally kill a client with his capability.

"Trusting you, a newbie?"

The waitress’s gaze swept over him, then to the human skin and the intestines on the floor.

"Don’t think you can get away with anything just because you have some skills. If it weren’t for my timely intervention, you’d have been drained dry by now."

She lectured him.

"Thank you for that, sister."

Despite not knowing her age, something in her demeanor made him instinctively want to call her sister.

"Stop it, such a big guy calling me sister, it’s embarrassing for both of us,"

The waitress retorted irritably.

"Age before beauty. You’re my senior, so calling you sister is no issue at all."

Liu Zheng chuckled as he said this.

"Tut, suit yourself,"

While the waitress said so, her eyes lit up in amusement, curving like crescent moons.

"Your smile is really beautiful,"

He commented sincerely.

Not even in Metropolis, hardly ever did Liu Zheng see such a smile in real life.

"Slick talker, typical of someone brought in by Manager 13,"

The waitress reined in her smile, giving him a sharp look.

"Don’t get me wrong; I have no intention of hitting on you. I simply appreciate beauty."

Liu Zheng clarified.

"What’s with you, smooth-talking or just clueless?"

The waitress said, speechless.

"I’m just speaking the truth."

He smiled as he responded.

"Tut, who knows if it’s true. Didn’t Manager 13 ever tell you? Don’t look at, listen to, or touch anything recklessly?"

Perhaps charmed, the waitress inquired further.