I Really Won't Deliver Takeout This Time.

The secret book of ancient martial arts is hidden in the takeaway box, and the mental patient actually has twin martial arts veins! In 2025, a rift in the Star Abyss tore open the sky, and under the neon lights of Tianhai City, there was an undercurrent of genetic potions and the whispers of the old gods. When the blood moon broke through the 100-meter alloy city wall, Ye Feng woke up in a Malatang rider uniform with the martial arts battle pattern. When his secondary personality went berserk, he punched away the beast wave; after waking up, he was pressed on the hood of the sports car by Yan Xue, the daughter of the plutocrat. Yan Xue said: "You lunatic... How dare you use the body of a warrior to deliver snail noodles!" Core breaking point Crazy deliveryman versus top chaebol! The bones of the old gods are clearly priced on the black market, and the new gods plan to use satellite lasers to cleanse the slums. Every time Ye Feng unlocks a level of crazy personality, the pressure of King Wu will shatter the tempered glass within three kilometers, at the cost of Yan Xue's blood-stained evening dress in the memory fragments. When the mechanical Buddha on the top of the Imperial Capital Building opened its electronic Buddha eyes, only the takeaway electric car carrying the God-killing knife cut through the dawn. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.