"Okay."
The security guard only said one word and hung up the phone.
"Boss, help me call Big Brother Goose."
Liu Zheng thought for a while and said.
"A lot of shit happens in one day."
Cow-Horse answered the call impatiently and threw the phone to him.
"Big Brother Goose Good!"
Liu Zheng is still full of energy.
"You're still so energetic. But why do I hear a murderous aura?"
Big White Goose said.
"As expected of Big Brother Goose, I am going to kill some bugs."
He replied with a smile.
"What kind of bug?"
"Just like wearing a suit and tie."
Liu Zheng said.
"Oh, that kind of thing. I've eaten it before. It tastes average, but it's very chewy. If it's convenient for you, bring me two legs back. I just want to practice my teeth."
Big White Goose said.
"No problem. Are you satisfied with what I sent you, boss?"
Although he didn't know how a goose could practice teething, he readily agreed.
"Hey, I obviously told you."
Cow-Horse protested on the side.
"It's very good. It's much more delicious than the fish I've eaten before. Minister Britannia has already used it and it hasn't come out yet."
Big White Goose said.
"That's good, then please Big Brother Goose do me another favor."
Liu Zheng said.
"You said."
"Make me up like a clown, the clownier the better."
he said.
"Okay, when?"
"Right now."
"Then I'll be there soon."
Big White Goose hung up the phone.
Two minutes later, it knocked on the lounge door.
"I won't go in. You move a bench and sit at the door, and I'll help you melt it."
It said to Liu Zheng who opened the door.
"Okay. Big Brother Goose, would you like a cup of coffee?"
He moved the bench and got a cup of Bad-Luck Coffee for Big White Goose.
"It tastes good. Delivery Department is so good. It's convenient for whatever you want."
Big White Goose sighed.
"Big Brother Goose wants to come to our Delivery Department, I welcome you with both hands."
Liu Zheng said immediately.
"Hey, Delivery Department, when is it your turn to talk?"
Cow-Horse continues to protest.
"Forget it. I'm too old to move. Besides, your conditions are indeed a bit difficult and not suitable for the elderly."
Big White Goose glanced at the lounge and said.
Cow-Horse turned his head and pretended not to hear anything.
"Okay, sit down."
Liu Zheng followed the instructions and sat on the bench.
"What kind of clown do you want?"
Big White Goose asked.
"I don't know either, Big Brother Goose just watch and come."
he said.
Anyway, the system has not given a definition of clown, so it is better to trust Big White Goose, the makeup master.
"Well, then I'll draw you a fundamentalist clown."
Big White Goose thought for a while, opened the trolley box at his feet, and took out a small jar from it.
When I opened the can, a strong smell of paint mixed with mold hit my nostrils.
"Lower your head."
As soon as Liu Zheng lowered his head, Big White Goose poured a can over him.
The thick white liquid splashed out, but miraculously it did not splash to other places, but covered his face perfectly, not even touching his eyes, nose and mouth.
"Stretch out your tentacles."
Big White Goose took out a writing brush, brushed his tentacles a few times, and then pierced them.
Purple-red blood spurted out instantly.
"Your blood isn't red enough."
Big White Goose is not very satisfied.
"Isn't purple more evil?"
"You were watching the clown in the movie, right?"
Big White Goose rolled his eyes.
"Ah ha ha ha."
Liu Zheng said haha.
"Forget it, use mine."
Big White Goose said helplessly.
"Why is this so embarrassing?"
"For older people whose blood is not flowing smoothly, it's good to have bloodletting done occasionally."
Big White Goose said and inserted his own wings with a brush.
A flash of red suddenly appeared, but it did not burst out. Instead, it slowly soaked into the tip of the pen, becoming as thick as mercury.
After the tip of the pen was completely dyed red, Big White Goose swiped violently, swiping a stroke on his eyes, nose, and mouthparts.
"The main event comes next."
Big White Goose took out a box from the box. After opening it, two curved thin eyebrows were twisting on the velvet cushion, like two insects.
Big White Goose carefully picked up the thin eyebrows with tweezers, and then attached them to Liu Zheng's brows.
The thin eyebrows twisted, and they automatically penetrated into Liu Zheng's flesh and blood, fitting perfectly, as if they had grown there from the beginning.
But they still didn't stop twisting, looking like he kept winking, which was very funny.
But this should be the effect Big White Goose wants to achieve.
"Not bad, not bad."
Big White Goose said with satisfaction.
In the past, it also dressed up waiters as clowns for the entertainment of customers.
But that was more than ten years ago, and now that I am back to my old business, I still have a lot of experience.
Liu Zheng took out Lucky Clown Card, and the system prompt sounded immediately.
"'Lucky Clown Card' has taken effect."
His lips formed a deep smile.
"Young man, although I don't know what you want to do, it's best not to be impulsive."
"The longer you live, the stronger you become and the more things you can do."
"With your talent, Cow-Horse can only be your little brother in a year or two. In a dozen years, it is not impossible to climb to a higher position."
"Li was just too impatient, otherwise he might not have failed."
"Young man, if you have seen his end, don't follow in his footsteps."
Big White Goose's speaking speed is much faster than usual.
"Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day."
Liu Zheng was silent for a moment and repeated what he said to Red Ghost.
"Oh, I know I can't persuade you. Maybe the most successful people among you humans have such a personality."
Big White Goose sighed.
"Cow-Horse, you have been his boss for so long, why didn't you educate him?"
It looked at Cow-Horse and joked.
"What's taking you so long? I've only known this guy for six days."
Cow-Horse couldn't help but complain.
"Uh"
Big White Goose choked.
"It turns out it's only been six days. I thought it had been several years. Forget it, just ask for your blessings."
It shook its head, then wagged its tail and left.
"Be careful with this old thing, I can't see through it."
Cow-Horse suddenly reminded.
"It's okay, boss, I only believed in you."
Liu Zheng smiled and said.
Although I am not completely convinced, I am just a little more confident than others.
"If you disgust me again, I will beat you up."
Cow-Horse shuddered and said viciously.
"Ha."
Liu Zheng didn't tease it anymore, but took out the skill disc.
He glanced at the item description, then resolutely inserted the disc into his temple.
After a brief period of pain, the disc turned into a white light and shot into the depths of Liu Zheng's brain.
Countless vague phantoms flashed across his eyes quickly, like a revolving lantern.
These are the skills stored in the CD, and he can only get one of them.
Liu Zheng Close your eyes and reach forward to grab.
All other phantoms disappeared, and only the phantom he caught submerged into his body.
"Acquire passive skills: Interrogation Master."
"Interrogation Master: Your interrogation effect will be greatly improved."
"This skill is indeed produced by the Public Security Bureau."
Judging from the skill effect, this skill will not directly help much in the following actions, but it may also be of great use.
But no matter what, if you can draw a passive skill, it is already a great success.
"Dong dong."
Liu Zheng While I was thinking, I felt a pain in my calf.
He lowered his head and saw that it was Ghost Hand who was tapping his face with his knuckles.
Liu Zheng thought for a moment, moved the bench back, and closed the door to the lounge.
Sure enough, Ghost Hand climbed in through the trap door in the next second.
Each of these strange residents has a stronger sense of ritual than the last.
Liu Zheng watched speechlessly as it crawled to his feet, then put down the takeout order and prepared to leave.
He stretched out a tentacle and pulled it, then took out a cup of coffee from the takeaway box and handed it over.
Ghost Hand grew a mouth, then curled his lips, looking a little disgusted.
"It's good to have some to drink, but I'm still picky. Besides, it's not your own fault for not giving you a drink."
Liu Zheng cursed in his mind, and then pretended to take back the coffee.
Ghost Hand quickly hugged the cup, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it.
Liu Zheng smiled and fed it some small dried fish.
After eating and drinking enough, it burped and staggered out of the lounge.
"Why do I feel like you're almost turning it into a pet?"
Cow-Horse couldn't help but complain.
"I don't have the ability to keep such a high-end pet."
While denying it, he picked up the takeout order.
"Meal: Fish-Head Milkshake one serving"
"Address: West River Center E Block Eleventh Floor."
"Order: Chen Xiaoxue"
"Time limit: two hours"
"Chen Xiaoxue"
Liu Zheng recited the name silently, and then stuffed the takeout order into his pocket.
"Let's go, boss."
He said hello and got ready to go.
"Hey!"
Cow-Horse stopped him.
Liu Zheng When he turned around, a black shadow hit him directly in the head, making stars appear in his eyes.
He subconsciously caught the falling shadow, and it turned out to be the piece of Memorial Medal.
"Get out of here quickly, don't delay my recovery."
Cow-Horse picked up a pornographic magazine and read it.
Liu Zheng didn't say anything. He kicked Memorial Medal into his pocket and walked out of the lounge.
I put the lunch box into Legendary Delivery Box and checked it was correct.
He called the driver.
"I want to rent that tank."
He said straight to the point.
"Okay, do you need a rental car group?"
"I found my own crew. Is it enough for four people?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"The normal configuration is five people, but four people are enough. You can serve as a machine gunner."
The driver replied.
"Okay. I also want the Goblin Bomb you mentioned last time."
he said.
"No problem, how much do you need?"
"All of them."
Liu Zheng thought for a while and said.
"It's 20,000 a piece, and there are eight more in stock. Are you sure?"
"Can I get a discount?"
For 160,000 yuan, he was almost bankrupt after buying it.
"I have obtained Weaver Lady's Molted Shell. I can go to its relatives to buy special silk thread for making uniforms."
Liu Zheng said.
"Then I'll give you a 50% discount on the products that are due at most."
The driver paused and said.
"That's it."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Although 80,000 yuan is a lot of money, it won't break your bones.
"If there are any powerful weapons, I want them all."
"Who are you going to fight?"
The driver couldn't help but ask.
"That's right."
Liu Zheng said.
"How many people are there on the other side?"
"Dozens? Or hundreds?"
he said uncertainly.
"In that case, I have another good thing, do you want it?"
The driver thought for a while and said.
"How much?"
"No money. As long as you use the enemy's blood to write the number of kills on the armor of the tank."
the driver said.
"Will this do you any good?"
he asked curiously.
Could it be that the tank is the driver's body, and this can enhance his strength?
"No."
"Then why?"
Liu Zheng said doubtfully.
"Because of war, I like war."
"Hahaha!!!"
The driver laughed wildly, like a tank engine running over its limit.