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Chapter 667 - 479 Liu Zheng: You’re Really Overly Filial_2

Chapter 667: Chapter 479 Liu Zheng: You’re Really Overly Filial_2

"Who cares, it’s not our job. Let’s go, let’s go."

shoved 4399 onto the small truck, then started the vehicle and drove away.

"They’re gone."

Liu Zheng resisted the urge to laugh at the French Plane Tree, waved goodbye, and turned to leave.

"Hmph, a City Hall lackey."

The French Plane Tree quietly opened its eyes and spat towards the departing truck.

"Pleh, a lackey’s lackey. Come on, let’s continue practicing!"

It spat a large mouthful at Liu Zheng’s back, then pulled the Ginseng Sprite out from the Black Soil and continued practicing the court ballet it seemed to never learn.

As he approached Green Garden Mad City, the Nightingale finally called Liu Zheng.

"Missing me already?"

She teased in a playful tone.

"I was thinking about when you might become the chief, then I can hug a rich woman."

Liu Zheng said.

"You might have to wait. Even though I want to kill off those siblings right now, I’ll let the old man live a few more years."

The Nightingale laughed.

"Such filial piety is killer. Alright, let’s get to business. I want to ask your friend at the Security Department for some help."

He said.

"I don’t mind, but he might not help me again."

The Nightingale replied.

"No worries, I already paid him in advance."

Liu Zheng said.

"Alright, what do you need him to do?"

The Nightingale asked.

"I have a pair of twin friends who want to change their names and would like to know if there’s an easy way."

He said tactfully.

"Basically, you want to cut in line. Alright, I’ll ask for you."

The Nightingale said directly.

"Good. Have you noticed anything suspicious lately?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No. The Kobold guard has been patrolling our floor, probably specially arranged by the property."

The Nightingale reported.

"Hmm, its strength is decent. It should hold if those Monks come again."

He nodded.

"Why don’t you help me deal with those siblings sooner? Once I recover my heir status, those Monks won’t be a problem."

The Nightingale suggested.

"That’s doable. Try to lure them to either the cemetery, sewer, or Rose Street."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

The sewer is obvious. With the Fisherman and Sha Jiang there, no matter how many the Nightingale’s family sends, they’ll all die.

Rose Street is also self-explanatory. With the French Plane Tree and others teaming up, as long as the Nightingale’s family doesn’t come out in full force, it shouldn’t be a big issue.

As for the cemetery, with the Red Pig there, the odds are not low.

The key point is that the Tomb Guardian is one of our own, and we can pay him a price to ensure he takes our side.

The Clinic is actually good too. The Sphinx and Doctor Nile working together is definitely more than the sum of parts.

But ultimately, the Clinic can’t handle the Nightingale family’s retaliation post-event. Putting one friend in danger for another is not the way to conduct oneself properly.

The apartment is out of the question too. Halfway through the fight, when those Monks arrive, he could still escape using a delivery slip or elevator keys, or simply settle the instance, leaving the Nightingale and Sea Girl dead for sure.

"It’s a bit tricky, I’ll think it over."

The Nightingale did not dare to promise anything.

Though she looked down on those siblings, she was too smart to think those made in the same batch as her would be too foolish.

"Then keep pondering. I’m off to deliver food."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone and soon reached the entrance of Green Garden Mad City.

The half-gray-haired guard, upon seeing him from afar, grinned, then immediately put on a stern face.

"Hold it, what are you here for?"

He stepped out of the guard booth and questioned.

"Delivering food, can’t you tell from my uniform?"

Liu Zheng pointed at his delivery worker’s outfit.

"This is a high-end neighborhood. Delivery personnel aren’t allowed to enter at will. Give me the food, I’ll deliver it for you."

The half-gray-haired guard blocked his path.

"You said ’aren’t allowed to enter at will’, so I’m allowed serious entry, right? Don’t start the day off with such a temper. Here, have a dried fish."

He smiled as he approached the half-gray-haired guard and offered a piece of dried fish.

"This is a premium selection from the sewer, crafted with Bloody Restaurant’s secret technique. You can’t buy these outside—only a select few know this."

He said mysteriously.

"Pssh, just a dried fish, I doubt it could be that good."

The half-gray-haired guard took the dried fish with disdain and whispered.

"Why haven’t you been in touch? I thought you were ditching me."

"Can’t help it, been too busy to find time."

Liu Zheng said innocently.

"I just took a Green Garden order and hurried over. Good things are worth the wait – you can’t rush dealing in money."

He comforted.

"You’re the payer; of course, you’re not in a hurry. Where’s the 100,000 you promised? Give it to me now."

The half-gray-haired guard urged.

"You haven’t given me any intel. Why should I pay you?"

Liu Zheng retorted.

"You said to find an absolutely safe place to trade but never followed up. How is it my fault?"

The half-gray-haired guard complained.

"What’s called ’never followed up’? I’m living suspended day after day, and you all think I’m doing nothing? I barely got back to town less than a day ago, and you’re all over me like pestering devils."

He was unhappy, and Liu Zheng was even more so.

These guys knew he was busy and still pushed relentlessly.

If they thought he was inefficient, they should do it themselves, or else get him a multi-shadow-clone-like skill. He promised he’d work 25 hours a day non-stop.

"Why be so fierce? It’s not me rushing you."

The half-gray-haired guard was subdued by his aura, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

Of course, that’s also because he relied on Liu Zheng for money; otherwise, he’d have lashed out long ago if Liu Zheng dared speak like that.

"Sorry, sorry, been too busy lately; my temper’s been short."

Liu Zheng knew when to reel it in.

"How about this, there’s no need to find a place to trade. I still won’t give you the 100,000 bucks, but..."

He quickly spoke out the keyword before the half-gray-haired guard could act.

"But what?"

The half-gray-haired guard, with a Super Saiyan hairstyle, asked in a sinister tone.

"But, I can give you this."

Liu Zheng took out a gold bar and handed it to him.

"This is worth more than 100,000 bucks."

The half-gray-haired guard weighed it, swallowed, and said.

Gold elements are only produced in extreme astronomical events like supernovae or neutron star collisions—events far out of reach even in the Metropolis.

Spells that seemingly ’turn stone into gold’ create ’gold’ that’s merely an illusion, easily detected by City Hall, banks, or even merchants who accept gold as currency.

So, real gold in the Metropolis holds as much worth, if not more, than in the real world.

"I, Liu Zheng, love making friends, so the extra is to cover your previous medical bills."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"You were hurt more than I was."

The half-gray-haired guard retorted unwillingly.

"For injuries of that level, a meal is all I need to recover. How about you?"

He looked at the half-gray-haired guard’s uneven hair.

"Hmph. You’re the boss, whatever you say, alright?"

Feeling the smooth touch of gold, the half-gray-haired guard opted to relent.

"Calling me ’boss’ sounds bad; I’m not looking to keep you. How about just calling me Brother Liu if you don’t mind?"

Liu Zheng draped an arm over his shoulder, acting chummy.

"Brother... Liu."

After struggling for a moment, the half-gray-haired guard finally uttered.

A man who gives away gold bars just like that—calling him ’brother’ isn’t a loss.

"Great. Now, tell Brother Liu, what intel do you have for me?"

Liu Zheng asked with a smile.

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