Chapter 1409: Chapter 853: You Really Are Different from the Legendary Delivery Man

"Serve me wine, bring out your best wines one by one."

As soon as he entered the room, Shi Yidao shouted loudly.

"Want a drink? Why not try this."

Liu Zheng took out a bottle of Silver Label.

He pulled out the cork, and the aroma of the wine fluttered into Shi Yidao’s nose like a butterfly.

"Great wine!"

Shi Yidao exclaimed, then took several deep breaths.

"This wine is powerful, give it to me, hurry!"

He shouted impatiently.

"Please."

Liu Zheng placed the Silver Label before him.

Shi Yidao grabbed the bottle and poured it into his mouth, his throat moving like a baby suckling.

Just when Liu Zheng thought he was going to drain it in one go, Shi Yidao stopped, even spitting the wine back into the bottle.

"Hey, do you have more of this kind of wine?"

Liu Zheng was puzzled while Shi Yidao asked.

"Not much left."

He replied honestly.

"So there is still some."

Shi Yidao was relieved and once again raised the bottle and drank it all.

"He was worried that once this bottle was finished, there’d be no more."

Liu Zheng was amused and annoyed.

That bunch of guys from Niu Ma were understandable, but Shi Yidao, a hero of his generation, turning out like this.

This surely has nothing to do with the atmosphere of Metropolis, but drinking does ruin people.

"Another bottle?"

Liu Zheng took out another bottle of Silver Label.

With Silver Gemstone in hand, he could go back to Yan Xu to redeem the wine, so he wasn’t that stingy.

"Wait..."

Liu Zheng thought of a serious problem.

In various artistic works, dwarves are a race that loves good wine, and Metropolis is even more of a drinking haven; Yan Xu wouldn’t have already finished the wine, would he?

Thinking of this, he sat on pins and needles.

"Just two bottles of wine, is it necessary?"

Shi Yidao thought he was reluctant to part with the wine and mocked him.

He had just let Liu Zheng have five million, no matter how expensive the wine was, it could buy dozens of bottles.

"No, I’m worried my wine is like a hen watched by a weasel."

Liu Zheng told Shi Yidao the deal between him and Yan Xu.

"Hmph, a promise kept like gold. If it were me, having promised to keep it, I’d rather die of thirst..."

Shi Yidao stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

"And what about you?"

Liu Zheng deliberately asked.

"I wouldn’t even drink water, I’d make sure to finish your wine before dying."

Shi Yidao snorted.

"Drink, drink, drink, drink yourself to death."

He tossed the bottle towards Shi Yidao’s chest.

Shi Yidao slid and knelt, catching the bottle with his mouth, then bit off the bottle neck, chewing on the glass shards while drinking, as if he were eating a snack with wine.

"Why not try this, it’s more chewable."

Liu Zheng tossed a few dried fish to him.

Shi Yidao didn’t refuse, he also threw the dried fish into his mouth.

But from his expression, it was clear Liu Zheng wasn’t lying.

After eating and drinking his fill, Shi Yidao placed his big hairy legs on the table, completely ignoring his pants that barely covered anything.

"Ah!"

The twin ponytails pretended to cover their eyes shyly.

"Tell me, what do you really want?"

Shi Yidao asked grandly.

"I want you to sign off on a delivery."

Liu Zheng said.

"Impossible. My worthless life may not be worth much, but I don’t want to give it to your Bloody Restaurant."

Shi Yidao refused without hesitation.

"With your skills, one delivery won’t cost you your life."

Liu Zheng replied.

"A wolf tells a sheep you have so much meat, eating a piece won’t kill you; would the sheep believe it?"

Shi Yidao sneered.

"I’m no wolf, at best a hound. And you’re no sheep, at least a wild buffalo."

He shook his head.

"Wild buffalo? Oh haha!!!"

Shi Yidao burst into exaggerated laughter, just like an actor from a Japanese drama.

"You’ve overestimated me; I’m just a stray dog."

A mocking smile appeared on his face again, but this time he mocked himself.

"If you’re really a stray dog, then you don’t have the right to bark fiercely before me."

Finally, Liu Zheng felt a little impatient.

The strong murderous aura towards Shi Yidao, who almost instinctively sat up straight.

As Shi Yidao leaned slightly forward, a thin but sharp aura emanated from his body, cutting through Liu Zheng’s pressure.

"Looks like your blade hasn’t completely rusted."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"But it has already broken. I don’t want to kill you, you can go."

Shi Yidao put away the act of playing the fool, spoke calmly.

"If I don’t deliver, I’ll die when I go back."

Liu Zheng said.

"That’s none of my business."

Shi Yidao replied coldly.

"Does the murderer of your son have anything to do with you?"

Liu Zheng asked.

He didn’t want to burden himself further; although Shi Yidao’s story was moving, he had too many things on hand.

But Shi Yidao was steadfast and his skills hadn’t declined much, Liu Zheng had to use the trump card.

"Oh?"

Shi Yidao’s reaction was different from what he expected.

"Your reaction seems overly calm."

Liu Zheng stared at Shi Yidao and said.

Could it be his info was wrong and Shi Yidao had already let go of his son’s murder?

"Or what? Should I cry loudly, then excitedly ask you who really killed my son, then swear to serve you?"

Shi Yidao sneered.

"Actually, I just want you to sign off on a delivery; if you insist on recognizing me as your boss, that’s fine too."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Do you know how many people have told me over the years they’ve found the real killer? Many even came with the killer’s head to seek me out. They each have a convincing story; I can’t tell whose is true or false."