"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
Liu Zheng swung his knife thrice, severing three segments of intestines.
The waitress screamed in pain, her body recoiling backward violently.
He sneered coldly, flinging his arm out like a whip.
The boning knife carved an arc, slicing open half of the intestine that was embedded in the waitress’s body.
The waitress’s scream intensified, and the whole intestine began to tremble.
"What an opportunity."
Liu Zheng stepped forward, grabbing both sides of the wound and ripping it apart forcefully.
A murky green fluid spurted out, and the entire intestine was ripped into two.
And like a kite with its string cut, the waitress fell to the ground.
What was once a shapely body now lay perfectly flat, reduced to nothing but a sheet of human skin.
"No line of work is easy, huh,"
He sighed looking into the waitress’s eyes which still seemed to refuse death.
"Die already! Die! Die!"
Liu Zheng saw nothing through the crack in the paper door, yet the piercing roars continued to spill out.
"I’m still washing the railway here. If you’re so keen on killing me, come out and try it."
He spoke disdainfully facing the paper door.
Against such physical enemies, he wasn’t really afraid. With ’Blood and Flesh Rebirth’ and real damage, chances were slim he would be the one to die in the end.
If he really couldn’t handle it, Liu Zheng could just rip up his order and return to Jidao Public Bath to eat and drink his fill, coming back as good as new.
Anyway, Granny Tang wouldn’t off Jing Zi, her little gold mine, any time soon. As long as he didn’t reveal his intentions, he could just drop by again when he had the chance.
"Die already! Die! Die!"
The wails from within the Paper House grew more spiteful.
"What a coward, all bark and no bite, bleating like a sheep, are you?"
Liu Zheng flaunted a middle finger at the room.
He was growing fonder of this costume, reveling in the sheer bliss of flipping the bird as he pleased.
Too bad the tentacles would repair themselves; otherwise, he would have loved to carve out a few fingers.
He didn’t need many, just three sufficient to flip the bird would be nice.
"Die already! Die! Die!"
The voice inside grew louder and more strident.
"Hey, who’s that, getting into a fight with a customer?"
Just as Liu Zheng was about to unleash a string of profanities, a voice came from behind him.
Turning around, he saw a waitress with her hands on her hips looking at him.
As Liu Zheng was about to speak, the waitress gestured for him to stop and turned to bow, then closed the paper door.
As she walked over, she commanded brusquely.
Though her attitude wasn’t the best, it didn’t feel malicious, so he moved aside as told.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, sir. I’ll send someone to attend to you immediately,"
The waitress bowed to the room, then pulled the door shut.
"Which department are you from? Don’t you know the rules?"
She turned, hands on hips, to scold Liu Zheng.
"I’m from the Massage Department, codenamed Ren He. Sorry, it’s my first day, and I’m not quite familiar with how things work here."
As he spoke, he scrutinized the waitress before him.
She was about 1.6 meters tall, of average build, dressed in a pink water suit similar to Xiao Wan’s but darker and more faded.
An oval face, features not striking but well-proportioned, and a pair of large, clear eyes.
"Running around the corridors alone on your first day, are you asking for death? Who brought you up here?"
The waitress looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Uh, the Manager of Department 13 brought me up."
"Manager 13 brought you himself? That’s unusual; he’s not one to shirk responsibility."
The waitress said, surprised.
As a veteran of the Servicing Department, she knew of the famous figure in this bathhouse.
The consensus was although Manager 13 was a certified scoundrel in relationships, he was still a decent leader at work.