"They're catching up."
Liu Zheng looked back and said.
The wings of these Flyman don't look very good, but they are not slow at all when flying.
A group of Flyman's wings fanned out afterimages, creating air waves that shook the branches and leaves of the street trees along the way. The momentum was no worse than that of Ferrari.
"Don't worry, they can't catch up."
The driver said confidently.
"I have driven Bloodstained Restaurant for more than a hundred years, and no one has ever been able to overtake my car."
In the shocked eyes of Liu Zheng, he turned the steering wheel fiercely, turned around on the spot, and rushed towards the Flyman group.
Flyman didn't expect such an outburst. He was a little panicked for a moment, and even the formation fell apart.
The driver stepped on the accelerator, released the accelerator, applied the brakes, released the brakes, shifted gears, and turned the steering wheel at a speed that Liu Zheng couldn't see clearly.
The engine that is comparable to a fighter jet provides enough power, the materials science beyond the real world makes the sports car tremble constantly but remains strong, and the driver's superb driving skills give this steel horse a rein.
Ferrari almost turned in a circle close to the faces of Flyman, burning their fluff and mucus with the tail flame.
The Flymans who were fluttering their wings just now fell to the ground one after another and twisted on the ground.
"Hahaha!"
The driver laughed and drove away, twisting his face first into an S and then into a B like a prank.
"Master, I would like to ask, what did you do before you came to Bloodstained Restaurant to drive?"
Liu Zheng asked with a dark face.
He was so tortured by the series of extreme operations just now that if his physique hadn't been greatly strengthened, he would have vomited it out long ago.
"Tank driver, the tank you want to rent is mine."
The driver said while raising his middle finger behind him.
"Awesome, awesome, disrespectful."
Liu Zheng clasped fists in greeting.
"Just so so, each other."
The driver returned the salute with cupped fists.
"I admire you very much, young man."
He held the steering wheel and his expression turned serious.
"Oh?"
"With so many Deliveryman, either they are too poor to afford renting a car, or they are too rich to need to rent a car."
"You are the only one who is rich but not strong enough and is able to cause trouble so that I can have this opportunity to have fun racing."
"So, be selfish and don't die too quickly."
The driver said calmly.
"Don't worry, I'm quite selfish. I still want to live another 20,000 years."
Liu Zheng said with a smile.
"That's good."
The driver said nothing and focused on driving.
It's only a few kilometers away, almost in an instant.
Liu Zheng opened the door and got out of the car, and heard the buzzing sound of Flyman again.
He looked into the distance and found that Flyman had grown wings, and he chased after him again.
"What's the point of eating something with bad breath? And there's no shit, so I can only lick it to taste it."
Liu Zheng means he doesn't understand.
"People die for wealth, and flies die for shit. Of course, ordinary shit can't make them so crazy. Where did you get the smell?"
the driver asked curiously.
He didn't expect that Flyman would dare to catch up.
"What I got from Sewer must be feces."
Liu Zheng said.
"That's no wonder. To Flyman, this is almost a rare treasure."
The driver couldn't help but be glad that he had lost his sense of smell, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get the car.
Sewer's toilet has such a smell that even a gas mask can't stand it.
"I'll help you clean them up one more time, and you'll be on your own from now on."
As the driver spoke, he started the vehicle, turned around and rushed towards Flyman.
This time he didn't spin around, but directly hit the Flyman formation in the middle, knocking a group of Flymans into pieces who couldn't dodge.
"Hahaha!"
The driver laughed wildly again and drove away.
"As expected of someone who drives a tank, he is a wild man."
Liu Zheng said.
He looked at those Flyman without mercy, and then looked at the bathhouse in front of him.
The exterior facade is a standard mix of brick and wood. If you didn't know it was a bathhouse, you would probably think it was a residential building.
There is a rope hanging horizontally on the protruding eaves, and many blue flags are hung on it. Different Ukiyo-e style paintings are painted on the flags.
Liu Zheng glanced at it and found that most of the themes were about gods, ghosts and monsters, as well as some bloody duels or war scenes.
There are also two huge stickers on the wooden sliding door.
On the left is an ugly one-horned ghost with messy hair, a long horn on top, a large body and red skin, wearing a large plaid fabric and a red prayer hakama skirt.
It has the words "Yakuza" written on its side.
On the right is a tall monster with a tall and long red nose and face, two wings on his back, a fan in his hand, a long knife hanging from his waist, wearing a raincoat, and wearing wooden clogs.
There are two ink characters "Sento" written on its side.
"Yakuza Sento, your domineering attitude is exposed."
Liu Zheng whispered, opened the sliding door and walked in.
"Welcome."
A woman wearing a Japanese-style bathrobe trotted over to meet her, took her slippers off the rack, and kneeled down and placed them in front of Liu Zheng.
She no longer looks young, but her facial features are still beautiful, and her skin still maintains moisture and elasticity. Coupled with her superb light makeup skills, she looks full of charm.
Especially her action of kneeling down to help put on shoes, as long as any creature with the option of female human beings in the aesthetic range can Block.
But Liu Zheng can, easily.
It wasn't because he didn't like mature women, but because he saw that women's feet were only bones.
"I'm really sorry, guest, the body hasn't been delivered today, which made you laugh."
The woman noticed his gaze and apologized quickly.
"How could it be? Doesn't it have a different flavor?"
Liu Zheng's gaze retracted from the bony feet and penetrated into the shadow under the woman's loose neckline.
"If I have the chance, I would really like to play with Madam's slim feet."
His mouth was slightly hooked.
"The guest was joking, we are serious Sento here, we don't have bubble bath service."
The woman said with a smile, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word "serious".
"Madam, I misunderstood. I just saw that you weren't even wearing socks. I was afraid that you would catch a cold."
Liu Zheng said seriously, then took out two bills and covered them on the woman's bones.
"Look, this should be much better."
"You are truly a guest of Asashi (Japanese: gentle), then Jinzi will accept your kindness."
The woman's bones moved slightly and she trampled the banknotes under her feet.
"Is this your first time as a guest?"
Jinzi asked.
"Yes, but I was introduced by Cow-Horse, he is my boss."
Liu Zheng said.
"It turns out he is Cow-Horse-san's younger brother. I really can't tell."
Jinzi covered his mouth and smiled.
"Oh? Is it because it's too stingy?"
He immediately thought of the reason.
"Jinzi didn't say that. Aren't you afraid of being punished if the customer talks about his boss like this?"
Jinzi kindly reminded.
"Cow-Horse, the boss is very considerate and will not get angry over such a trivial matter. Jinzi, don't call me a guest, just call me Zheng-chan."
Liu Zheng said.
"Ma-chan?"
Jinzi tilted her head playfully and shouted, her mature face showing the cuteness of a girl.
"Jinzi is so good, take it and buy some more meat to supplement it."
He smiled and took out a few more bills and stuffed them into Jinzi's collar.
"Zheng-chan What service do you need today? Bathing, bathing, sauna, hot spring or just killing chicken?"
Jinzi asked.
"Is Jinzi doing it for me?"
"Of course not, I'm just the receptionist. But Yuki, who does the horse killing chicken, is a great beauty, and unlike me, she doesn't use someone else's body. Her body is the original one."
Jinzi said in a seductive tone.
"Then forget it, I fell in love with Jinzi at first sight, and then fell in love with her forever."
Liu Zheng said with sincerity.
"Hate it, Zheng-chan is so good at talking. You make my fake heart beat."
Jinzi covered his face and said.
"Really? I don't believe it unless you let me feel it."
He said and held out his hand.
"Not now, at least you have to take a shower first. I don't dislike you, but if I let you stay at the door any longer, the boss will come out and chase you away."
Jinzi held down the evil hand of Liu Zheng.
"What a pity. Then please Jinzi help me arrange it."
Liu Zheng said regretfully.
"The package price is one hundred and fifty yuan, but in your situation Zheng-chan, the bathroom will definitely have to be reserved, and you will be charged three thousand yuan."
"But there aren't many people around now, so I'll charge you a cleaning fee of one thousand yuan."
Jinzi winked.
"If you do this, the boss won't embarrass you, right?"
he asked with concern.
"Don't worry, I'm an old employee, and this is still within my authority."
Jinzi said sweetly.
"Jinzi is really great. How could I possibly meet such a good woman like Jinzi in this indifferent Metropolis?"
"It's a pity that I don't have much money with me today, otherwise I would definitely keep Sento, be honest with you, and chat day and night."
Liu Zheng said movedly.
"Then you should remember it next time."
Jinzi's eyes flashed with a strange color, and then he spoke softly.
"No problem, I will definitely bring all my belongings next time, just to make you smile."
He said decisively.
"This is the hand card of Zheng-chan. It has the corresponding number on it. After entering the locker room, you find the corresponding locker and everything is in it."
"Do you need me to explain the bathing process?"
Jinzi asked.
"I don't need to do it normally. Are there any special precautions?"
Liu Zheng has also been to Japanese bathing and knows the basic procedures.
"Let me think about it. If Zheng-chan sees the shrine, remember to clap your hands three times, bow three times, and put some money in the shrine."
Jinzi said.
"How much?"
"It depends on your own choice. The gods in the shrine are not fixed. They will show anger when encountering gods who are greedy for money, so just put more in them."
Jinzi said.
"Okay, are there any more?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Furthermore, if you encounter someone with tattoos coming in, you should take the initiative to make room for them, try not to make eye contact with them, don't show anything strange, and don't anger them."
Jinzi said again.
"What if they insist on insisting?"
"Then you can only compare your momentum with them. If you have any great deeds, you can tell them, but they must be true."
Jinzi reminded.
"Okay. Any more?"
"No more."
Jinzi shook his head.
"Then I'll go in and take a shower. Jinzi will wait for me when I come out."
Liu Zheng gave her a doting look, opened the curtain of the men's locker room and walked in.
The curtains fell, isolating the two worlds indoors and outdoors.
"Do you want to take action?"
A voice sounded in Jinzi's bathrobe.
"No, wait until he brings more money next time."
Jinzi said expressionlessly.
"Okay."
The voice fell silent, and Jinzi walked back behind the counter, with a business smile on his face again.