This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 111 I brought this wave
Looking at the bloodstains in the hall, the hearts of all the players fell into an ice cellar.

But as a bank clerk, I didn't expect not only the danger from the rules, but also the danger from customers...

Fortunately, they thought that as long as they don't get bad reviews, they can live in peace!
That female player stole 100?

joke!

At a time when she could die at any time, wouldn't she know which is more important?

She will have absolutely no problem!

That's the problem... or the evil spirit itself!Or it's the money counter!

If you want to know this, maybe you will only know when you meet him yourself...

Just as he was thinking on Wednesday, a new ghost guest came to his window.

"Give me 5000 ghost notes."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

On Wednesday, the smile was just right. While maintaining a smile, he carefully and carefully entered the four numbers of 5000 on the money counter.

Soon, as a pleasant sound sounded, the money counter spit out dark green ghost money.

On Wednesday, after spitting out all the ghost money, he put it in his hand and counted it as usual. After what happened just now, he counted more carefully.

But I counted it three times in a row... the number of ghost notes in my hand was still 49!

The evil ghost guests outside were already a little impatient, but on Wednesday they didn't dare to give out the ghost money immediately...

He let go of this doubt first, and entered another 100 on the money counter.

Then he handed over the two moneys to the evil spirit.

There is no thoughtful service, and this time Wednesday did not get good reviews. Fortunately, he has a good smile and barely got a moderate review, which will not cause the appearance of puppets in suits.

After seeing off the customer, he set his sights on the money counter.

If he has to re-enter the money every time he loses the ghost money...Let’s not talk about whether the long-tongued ghost will take him after the fact, even if the customer’s praise can’t get up!

"Is this a trick played by the bank itself? To make the game difficult for players?"

wrong…

Wednesday shook his head.

"Judging from the performance of puppets in suits, the bank takes reputation very seriously, and it is impossible to do such a self-destructive thing, and it is completely inconsistent with the rules of the game."

But if it's not the bank's problem...

Is it a problem with the money counting machine itself?
On Wednesday, he looked suspiciously at this ordinary money counter. He lifted it up and inspected the various parts, but found nothing that might "stuck the money".

Moreover, in such a powerful game... it’s abnormal for props to be damaged, right?
That is the setting of the banknote counter itself!

"It...isn't it alive?"

The money counter is not connected anywhere, and all the ghost money seems to have appeared out of thin air. If it is alive...it doesn't seem strange to steal one or two?
"Even if it is... what can I do?"

Touching his chin on Wednesday, he suddenly punched it down.

His current strength has far exceeded the average adult man, and he directly dented the money counter a little bit.

boom!
The sound of silence kept ringing in the hall like a drum.

There is no mention in the staff rules that the money counters cannot be damaged, and his behavior has not been stopped until now...

That said, these are all within the limits allowed by the rules!
On Wednesday, he continued to increase his strength and said at the same time: "Spit it out! Do you dare to take it privately?"

This movement quickly attracted the attention of other players.

Not to mention them... Even Wednesday felt a little funny about his behavior.

"What is he doing?"

"Use the money counter to vent your anger? Why didn't the puppet come out and punish him?"

"Is this brother crazy?"

"His money counter is running out of money?"

"Before, I thought he was an awesome character... He was a fool for a long time!"

Players in other windows talked a lot, but Wednesday kept punching repeatedly as if he didn't hear it.

Just when he started to wonder if he really made a mistake...

A weak voice came from the money counter: "Brother, stop, I won't dare again."

There is a play!

Happy on Wednesday, he stopped his hands: "Finally willing to speak out?"

Under his nose, the money counter is being restored at a very fast speed, and will soon become a brand new one.

As its money outlet opened and closed, a voice like a child came out: "Brother, I have realized my mistake, please don't call again..."

"Stop talking nonsense, spit out the 100 you stole for yourself!"

The sound of the money counter sounded excruciatingly painful.

The little thing in this game seems to be greedy for money... It said helplessly: "Okay."

Then, on Wednesday, a green ghost note was spit out from the mouth of the money counter that did not input the number.

For some reason, he felt a little bit more in his heart that he could ask for more...

Smash it, and said viciously on Wednesday: "If you dare to swallow money again, I won't stop next time!"

"Understood, brother..."

Nodding in satisfaction on Wednesday, I didn't expect the little thing to be quite powerful when bullied.

He finally relaxed and leaned back on the chair leisurely, waiting for the next guest.

Players in other windows have been watching him since he smashed the money counting machine.

From their cynicism at the beginning, they gradually became dumbfounded!

what's the situation?
Can anyone tell them what just happened?
He... beat the money counter?Then the money counter started to spit out money?

And this kind of operation?

Because the weak sound of the money counter was not heard by them through the glass plate, they only saw the consequences.

Novels dare not write like this!
Simply outrageous!

The players couldn't believe their eyes, but what followed...they also thought about the criticality of it.

Reminiscent of the incident with the female player just now, they quickly came to a conclusion—there was a problem with the money counter!Will swallow money!
As a result, some players who had suffered a lot began to learn how to "teach" money counters when customers didn't come.

But they didn't have the courage of Wednesday. They were afraid of breaking the machine, so they only dared to try carefully.

The result is naturally mostly a failure.

That innocuous attack couldn't force the money counter to make a sound...

What's more, because of the tickling attack, it was a direct strike, swallowing even more!

Soon, it will be time to get off work.

The broadcast also started to remind the guests to complete the formalities and leave the bank as soon as possible.

After the hall was empty, the long-tongued ghost who hadn't seen him for a long time slowly walked into the bank hall and shouted: "You bunch of bugs! Come with me, the supervisor has something to say to you!"

Players have already firmly believed in the rules at this time.

They immediately stood up from their chairs when they heard the voice, and quickly followed the pace of the long-tongued ghost.

When they came to a conference room, they saw the puppet in a suit that had appeared once again.

It looks like it's been a long time coming.

When the long-tongued ghost saw it, he immediately put away his somewhat sloppy long tongue and said respectfully to the suit puppet: "Director, I have brought this wave of humans."

(End of this chapter)