His former boss Dodge was not a good person and liked to exploit his employees.
But Liu Zheng couldn't figure it out. She had no conflict of interest with him, and she didn't even ask for a salary increase. Why would the other party attack his wife and daughter?
Full of questions and anger, he began to investigate his former boss Dodge.
Finally, after almost depleting all his savings over the years, he found the address of Dodge and prepared manpower and weapons.
But Liu Zheng did not take action immediately. He chose to wait nearby for three days.
Three days later, on that day that would cause him great pain every year, he rushed into Dodge's villa with the desperadoes hired from Old District.
Blessed by the belief in revenge and the ability of the race, Liu Zheng is extremely powerful.
Dodge The security guards hired with huge sums of money could not stop him.
Finally, he broke into Dodge's secret room.
The whole family was hiding inside, neatly organized.
"Dodge, do you still remember me?"
Liu Zheng took off his hood and shouted loudly.
After seeing his face clearly, Dodge knew that he would definitely die.
He begged Liu Zheng to let go of his family, but all he got was a sneer.
"You asked me to let your family go, but who will let my family go?"
Liu Zheng raised his hand and shot, smashing the heads of Dodge's wife and son.
Then, he looked at Dodge's daughter.
The girl is wearing an exquisite dress and looks very good, just like a little princess.
If his daughter grows up to this age, she will definitely be more beautiful and healthier than her.
Thinking of this, the anger in Liu Zheng's heart became even more intense, and a trace of poisonous flame burned his reason.
He grabbed the girl and tore her clothes to pieces.
"No!"
Dodge screamed.
"Shut up!"
Liu Zheng knocked him to the ground with one punch, and then chopped off his limbs with a machete.
"I want you to bear ten times the pain I felt before!"
Liu Zheng howled.
He shot Dodge through the head.
But just when Liu Zheng was about to shoot Killing Dao Qi's daughter, his pupils dilated to the extreme due to fear.
Because he saw the fox-ear birthmark on Dodge's daughter's chest.
The birthmark that was exactly the same as his wife's chest was proof of bloodline.
When Liu Zheng was trembling and wanted to speak, the dead Dodge suddenly hit his head against the ring on his severed hand.
A laser shot through his throat and burned his vocal cords.
Then four more lasers were fired, cutting off his limbs, just like what he did to Dodge.
"My good daughter, kill him, kill this murderer!"
Dodge said loudly, what was flowing out of the wound on his head was not blood, but a liquid similar to engine oil.
With a cheerful smile on his face, a father is about to be killed by his daughter as an enemy. This is such a climactic plot.
The girl obediently picked up the machete and walked slowly towards Liu Zheng.
At this moment, there is no innocence and fear in her eyes, only hatred and anger, just like Liu Zheng.
The immature hand raised the machete, and then swung it down suddenly.
The moment Liu Zheng's head was cut off, there was nothing in his heart but extreme sadness.
"Grass!"
When Liu Zheng woke up from his dream, the first thing he did was to curse.
This is so damn disgusting, it takes a very dark person to come up with such a plot.
"How does 'Joy Turns to Sorrow' taste? Mr. Deliveryman."
Black Cat asked with a smile.
"I just want to know, is this a documentary novel?"
Liu Zheng asked gloomily, covering his face.
"To describe it as a documentary novel would be a bit derogatory to the level of 'Joy Turns to Sorrow'. If I have to say it, this is actually a dossier."
Black Cat said.
"I think it's more appropriate to call it a documentary, but the people in it don't know they are actors."
He said with a sneer.
"You're right to say that."
Black Cat spread his paws and said.
"How many cups of 'Joy Turns to Sorrow' can the club produce in a year?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"I don't know about this. After all, I'm not from the club. But I estimate that there should still be hundreds of cups."
Black Cat thought for a while and said.
"That's quite a lot."
He smiled and said.
Hundreds of cups of "Joy Turns to Sorrow" represent the fate of thousands of Renhe families that have been wantonly manipulated and collapsed.
"Not too much for Metropolis."
Black Cat said calmly.
"Even if they are not selected by the club, they will still live a miserable life. Moreover, the club has not brought them no benefits at all."
"For example, the drink you drank, without the help of the club, the protagonist would definitely have no descendants."
"So, they still want to be grateful to the club for their great kindness?"
Liu Zheng's tone was full of sarcasm.
"I know it's hard for you to understand this logic, but this is Metropolis."
Black Cat looked at him with sympathetic eyes.
Five Virtues is indeed a very powerful force, especially for people like them who rely on words, the effect is outstanding.
But Five Virtues is also a curse. Those who bear Five Virtues will either be assimilated by Metropolis or swallowed by Metropolis.
Therefore, Mr. Deliveryman must have been living a very difficult life.
Thinking of this, Black Cat no longer desires the word "faith" so much.
"As expected of Metropolis."
Liu Zheng nodded and said nothing more.
He had to make all kinds of preparations to open a "Sunshine Pet Store" pet shop. This "Quill Club" club was obviously much more advanced, and it was backed by the big mountain of the Writers Association.
Even when his strength is insufficient, he will not abuse his kindness.
It is impossible to take the initiative to target. Of course, if it goes smoothly, Liu Zheng would not mind causing some trouble for the "Quill Club" club.
What if the food delivery happens to be delivered here?
As we all know, takeout disputes are a specialty of Bloodstained Restaurant and must be tasted.
"Okay, I'm going to go through the following process. If you need anything, just tell Ms. Hishikibe, and the expenses will be put on my account."
"Well, you two, see you later."
Black Cat took off his hat, gave a slight salute, and then threw the hat into the air.
Immediately, it disappeared together with the flying hat.
Liu Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Novelist.
The latter was still looking at the direction in which the hat flew away, with a mixture of disappointment and expectation in his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
He asked knowingly.
"Senior, will I become a great writer like him?"
Novelist asked with pursed lips.
"Yes, you will become a greater writer than that."
Liu Zheng said without hesitation.
"At least in my heart."
He thought of the word "letter" on his stomach and added another sentence.
"Pfft~"
Novelist burst out laughing.
"Senior is really a person who can't lie."
She said quietly.
"It's not impossible. You turned out to be so good at writing short stories, which shows that you have some writing skills, but your thinking has not yet turned to long stories."
"And didn't I give you that editing tip? That should be helpful, right?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Yeah! It helps a lot."
Novelist nodded vigorously.
"That's fine. By the way, why do you have to write a long novel?"
he asked curiously.
"Narrator can only appear in the fields of poetry and novels. Poetry is definitely a dead end, so I can only try novels."
Novelist said.
She did not say what Narrator was, nor did she explain why she wanted to become Narrator.
However, this is enough.
Liu Zheng doesn't want to know more, he just needs that Novelist is not acting on a whim.
"Is it possible if I provide you with the synopsis and chapter outline of the story and then you expand it with your own words?"
He thought for a while and said.
"No, senior."
Novelist shook his head.
"If I just want to be a Gold Writer, or a Platinum Writer, then that's fine."
"But if you want to become Narrator, you can't use such methods."
she said.
"That's it"
"Then if you want to get started quickly, you can try writing fan fiction."
Liu Zheng thought about it again and said.
"Fanren?"
Novelist looked puzzled.
"No, is the development of your online writing still so primitive?"
He said helplessly.
Novelist showed a ashamed expression.
"Fanjin is a secondary creation based on the original work. For example, Fool just now. If you write a novel based on "Amon and His Monocle" like "Beat Amon at the beginning, even the monocle can't save him", then the novel you wrote is a fan novel of "Amon and His Monocle"."
Liu Zheng explained.
"That's it."
Novelist suddenly said.
She does know similar creative methods, but Metropolis has not yet come up with a special term like "doujin".
"Because fan fiction has ready-made characters, plots, and story lines, it is much easier to write than original writing. A novice like you who has sufficient writing skills but not enough thinking and aesthetics for a long novel can just start with fan fiction and learn how to write a long novel like a baby taking steps."
He continued.
"I see. I just want to write a fanfic on Metropolis, but I'm afraid it's a bit troublesome."
Novelist was surprised at first, and then said distressedly.
"What's the trouble? Do you want to pay the original author?"
"It would be nice if you just share the money. If you write about fan fiction, you also need to share your own words with the original author."
"If the goal is just Platinum Author, it doesn't matter. But if you want to become Narrator, you can't have such a flaw. Because those separated words cannot be retrieved even if the original author is killed."
Novelist whispered murderous words.
"That's right. What if the original author doesn't want it?"
Liu Zheng asked.
With Novelist's net worth, some original authors should still be able to give up this power.
"No, this is the rule of Metropolis. Unless the original author refuses from the bottom of his soul, ordinary coercion and inducement will not work."
Novelist said.
If she wants to get people to reject her from the bottom of their souls, she is naturally not without means, but those means are extraordinary means.
Just for the sake of writing a fanfic and causing the other members of the Writers Association to ostracize you, the gain outweighs the loss.
"Then copy mine."
Liu Zheng said simply.