The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1236: Time’s Running Out, Posting First

Changmao suddenly became straightforward again.

"You’re quite clear-headed. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. If you cooperate with me, there will be benefits for you. But if you deliberately cause trouble, you’ll wish I had killed you."

Liu Zheng said with a smile, but his gaze was chilling.

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare."

Changmao shrank his neck again.

"I need to ask you about someone."

Since he was already in the Kowloon Walled City, he could speak more directly.

"Go ahead."

"Do you know Fat Biao? Fat as in ’fatty,’ and Biao as in ’complex.’"

Learning from experience, Liu Zheng spelled it out this time.

"I do. The one who runs the gambling stall, I’ve lost quite a bit of money there."

Changmao said a bit irritably.

"Is there only one Fat Biao?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The one I know best is him. Apparently, there’s another Fat Biao involved in illegal fighting, but I’ve never met him."

Changmao pondered and said.

"Seems you don’t use substances."

He speculated.

"How do you know?! Are you investigating me? You aren’t a cop, are you!"

Changmao was shocked.

"Don’t let your imagination run wild, you might drown if it rains."

Liu Zheng mocked.

If Changmao used substances, he should know the Fat Biao who sells them.

Of course, it was also possible that Meizhen was mistaken, but that was highly unlikely.

"Hehe."

Changmao laughed awkwardly.

He calmed down, realizing his reaction was indeed too extreme.

At his level, even temporary employees of the Security Department wouldn’t bother to look at him.

"How strong is this Fat Biao who runs the gambling stall?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Very strong, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to keep the stall going. He practices something called the Great Joyful Arhat Skill; when he powers up, his body fat can fill a room and can switch between soft and hard states. When soft, if you hit him with a hammer, it bounces back; when hard, even a knife can’t pierce him."

"Last time, Raven from Group A wanted the gambling stall, but Fat Biao blocked the entrance and crushed several people in a circle. After that, nobody dared to mess with the stall."

Changmao said longingly.

"Great Joyful Arhat Skill? He has ties with the Buddhist Sect?"

Liu Zheng was concerned about another matter.

"Probably not. I’ve never heard of him worshipping or burning incense. It’s probably just the name."

Changmao said, not very confidently.

"Oh. Is his gambling stall far from here?"

Liu Zheng asked.

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"Hiring her once is at most a hundred bucks, but you paid several hundred for the errand. Either you’re stupid, or you think I’m stupid."

The guy in the floral shirt sneered.

Being assigned to guard the door doesn’t mean you’re the smartest, but definitely not the dumbest either.

"Of course, I’m the stupid one."

Liu Zheng said without hesitation.

"Brother Fei is so smart, what can be hidden from you?"

He held a stack of cash in one hand and a Miniature Gustav Train Cannon in the other.

"Wouldn’t you agree, Brother Fei?"

He asked with a smile.

"What are you going to do? Believe me, if I signal, hundreds will come out to hack you."

Floral shirt said nervously, looking at the cannon’s muzzle.

"I believe you. But before I’m hacked to death, you and your brothers will be blown sky-high. It’s just a chicken, whether I want to hire her or send her off, what does it have to do with you guys?"

"Take this money, it’s enough for each of you to order a few chickens. I’m comfortable, and you’re happy, right?"

Liu Zheng said slowly.

Floral shirt clenched his teeth, his gaze uncertain.

"Brother Fei, there’s at least two or three thousand here."

A little brother leaned in and whispered.

This became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

Floral shirt pressed his half-smoked cigarette into his palm to extinguish it, then grabbed the stack of cash and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Go on in."

He said, turning his head.

"Thank you, Brother Fei. By the way, I need to borrow this fellow, it’s my first time here, and I don’t know the way."

Liu Zheng pointed to the little brother who claimed to know Ah Piao.

"Huh? Boss?"

The little brother looked pitifully at the floral shirt.

Even a fool would know this isn’t a good gig.

"Take him there."

Floral shirt ordered without question, then pulled him close.

"Just watch, don’t get involved, run if anything happens."

He whispered while stuffing a few bills into the little brother’s pocket.

"Got it, Brother Fei."

The young assistant unwillingly agreed.

"Just guiding the way, it won’t be a problem, don’t worry little brother."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Your smile is making me even more scared."

The young assistant shrank his neck.

Fearful as he was, since the boss gave the order and the money was taken, the job had to be done.

"Follow me."

The young assistant led Liu Zheng into Kowloon Walled City.

As soon as they entered the gate, the road visibly started to narrow.

Initially, it was as wide as a two-lane road, but after a short walk, it only accommodated two people walking side by side, and these two people couldn’t be too fat.

"With such a narrow path, how do those giants or ogres get through?"

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but ask.

"They pass in barrels. How could a living giant come here, they’d be squeezed to death."

The young assistant responded casually.

"You’ve got quite a sense of humor, what’s your name?"

He seamlessly joined the conversation.

"My name is Changmao, those who respect me call me Brother Changmao, those who don’t call me just Changmao."

The young assistant replied.

"Your hair isn’t long at all."

Liu Zheng glanced at his hair and commented.

It reached just his ears, some lenient schools wouldn’t even make him cut it.

"I never said it was the hair on my head."

Changmao tugged at his waistband.

"Oh? Oh~"

He realized suddenly.

In that case, calling him just Changmao isn’t really disrespect, just honesty.

"How long have you been in Kowloon Walled City, Brother Changmao?"

He asked again.

"I’ve been here as long as I’ve been alive, I’m a native of this city."

Changmao’s tone carried a hint of pride.

"Wow, you must be very familiar with this place then?"

"Of course, why else would they call me to guide you?"

Changmao’s expression turned sullen again.

"I’m so generous, isn’t guiding me a sweet deal? Why do you seem so reluctant?"

Liu Zheng asked in surprise.

"Earning money requires staying alive. You’re from the Bloody Restaurant, when I was young, we listened to stories about you like horror tales."

Changmao gazed at his uniform, revealing fear.

"Yet you’re talking to me like this, aren’t you afraid I’ll mess with you?"

"If you harm me for not being respectful enough, then I won’t survive later either. Dead sooner or later doesn’t matter, dying early might give me a better life in my next reincarnation."

Changmao suddenly adopted an indifferent stance.

"You’re quite clear-headed. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. If you cooperate, I’ll reward you, but if you deliberately mess with me, you’d rather wish I had killed you."

Liu Zheng said with a smile, but his gaze carried a hint of chill.

"I wouldn’t dare." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Changmao shrank his neck again.

"I’m looking for some information."

Now that they were inside the Kowloon Walled City, he spoke more directly.

"Go ahead."

"Do you know Fat Biao? Fat as in obese, Biao with a tiger and three strokes."

Learning from experience, Liu Zheng spelled out the characters this time.

"Sure do. He runs a gambling stall, I’ve lost quite some money there."

Changmao said with some disgruntlement.

"Is that the only Fat Biao around?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The one I’m familiar with is this one. There’s also supposedly another one who fights underground, but I’ve never seen him."

Changmao thought and replied.

"Seems like you don’t indulge in substances."

He pondered aloud.

"How do you know that?! Are you investigating me! You’re not a cop, are you!"

Changmao reacted with shock three times in succession.

"Don’t overthink it, or you’ll end up with waterlogged thoughts when it rains."

Liu Zheng teased.

If Changmao were a user, he should have known the Fat Biao who deals substances.

Of course, Meizhen might have remembered incorrectly, but that’s unlikely.

"Hehe."

Changmao laughed awkwardly.

Calming down, he realized his reaction was indeed too extreme.

At his level, even temporary employees of the Security Department couldn’t care less about him.

"How capable is the Fat Biao who runs the gambling stall?"

Liu Zheng asked.