This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 113 Counterattack
"Remember to close the doors and windows at night... Even though this is a dormitory for senior employees, people will die."

The long-tongued ghost opened the door of Room 502 and walked in after finishing his threatening words.

Boom!
The heavy slam of the door hit Wednesday's ears.

He looked at the door next door, without any fear on his face, but a playful smile instead.

"It seems that the staff dormitory is not safe either... Could it be that those cards should be used in these places? In the morning it is a threat within the rules, and at night it is a threat outside the rules! Interesting... I hope those people downstairs can survive tonight ..."

This is related to the reward he received!

On Wednesday, he retracted his gaze and opened the door of Room 501 to enter.

The tip of the nose is full of fragrance, as if it can drive away the fatigue all over the body.

Looking around, the living facilities here are complete, and the simple decoration reveals a bit of luxury, which is exactly the configuration of a luxury hotel.

It is indeed a senior staff dormitory!

Too much value!

Lying on the soft sofa on Wednesday, with a happy face on his face.

There were two stacks of delicate dishes on the table in front of him. It was hard to tell what kind of dishes it was, but the taste was extraordinarily attractive.

I didn't eat for almost a day on Wednesday, and my stomach was already growling with hunger, so I started to feast on it right away.

After a full meal, he took off his clothes and walked into the luxurious bathroom with a bathtub, ready to relieve today's fatigue.

"I didn't enjoy this kind of life when I was alive, but I enjoyed it after I died..." Wednesday couldn't help feeling emotional.

……

Compared to his comfortable life, the player living on the first floor is much more miserable.

Not only was their room small and shabby, but it was also two people squeezed together...

No dinner and no bathroom!

And all of this is just secondary, the most important thing is that in the eyes of other evil ghost residents, this group of humans is no different from a full banquet.

Regardless of the fact that everyone is still in peace now, once the night really comes...

I'm afraid the story will be wonderful.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night...

……

"Ha...yawn."

In a comfortable environment, Wednesday quickly breathed steadily and fell asleep.

The gentle evening breeze blows into the room through the half-closed windows...bringing a dreamlike misty atmosphere.

The time soon reached three o'clock in the morning.

At this time, a sparse sound came from outside the window.

Wednesday on the bed seemed completely unaware of this change.

A thick, long tongue with disgusting saliva slowly protruded from the window into his room...

There is a huge blood-red eyeball on the top of this tongue, which is so round that it doesn't look like a human.

It turns back and forth at the top, and then at some point...

Suddenly locked on the sleeping Wednesday!

The eyeballs trembled violently, and it was "smiling" silently, like a cheetah that had found food.

Then, like a poisonous snake coiling up to attack, the long tongue shrunk back and forth in circles.

But for a moment!

It has attacked!

Waking up early on Wednesday, he closed his eyes just not wanting to disturb the long-tongued ghost.

But such a quick attack caught him off guard!

He didn't dare to block his luck on the conditioned reflex of his body, so he could only use a displacement card directly!

At this time, the displacement card is obviously more "cost-effective" than the exorcism card.

When the person appeared in the corner of the bed, the tongue attack just reached the bed board!
The sharp and fierce tongue directly left a big hole in it!

Swallowed on Wednesday, if he didn't run fast enough just now, there is a high probability that he will have an extra hole now.

There was no time to think about other things, at the critical moment of life and death, he rushed directly to the table, to the leftovers that hadn't been cleaned up.

On Wednesday, regardless of the stains on it, I directly pulled the dinner plate and threw it on the ground!

boom!
The piercing voice clamored and played Wednesday's counter music!

After missing a hit with Tongue Ghost's tongue, he turned around and rushed towards him.

Its tongue is far more flexible than a human's, but it's a pity that it stretches too long, and it takes a little time between tossing back and forth.

Wednesday didn't want to waste another card for no reason - after all, he still had five full nights to live, so he tried his best to take advantage of this time, with the improved physique due to the game...

Lifting the sharpest-looking dinner plate, he pierced the tongue that was attacking him neatly!

The blow should have been foolproof.

But between life and death, his fear of death still made him move a little to the side.

That's it, the dinner plate just scratched the edge of the tongue and stuck to the ground.

The huge reaction force scratched his palm painfully, and it seemed that a few small pieces of residue had already entered his wound...

Tongue retracted painfully.

The long-tongued ghost never thought that a mere human being could react so quickly, let alone that he could hurt it!

After a while, its screams and curses reached Wednesday's ears through the window.

Panting heavily, he threw the dinner plate on the table with trembling hands, and said, "Damn it yourself!"

He deliberately left the windows open at night, just to wait for the long-tongued ghost to take the bait.

Didn't expect it to be so straightforward...

"Shouldn't you come again?"

Taking a deep breath on Wednesday, he closed the window, hesitated for a moment and did not lock it.

He can't show timidity in front of the long-tongued ghost, which is why he must "tempt" it to come.

Not to mention whether the closed windows can prevent the long-tongued ghost from entering, it will be the next six days... If he doesn't give up the thought of the long-tongued ghost disturbing him, he will feel better later.

After tidying up his hands briefly, Wednesday yawned, stretched his waist and returned to the bed again.

……

"It's a new day."

In fact, he didn't know how long he slept on Wednesday, but he did feel a "physiological alarm clock".

He slowly got up from the bed, ate a simple breakfast, and tidied up his image.

However, I don't know if it was a coincidence or on purpose, when he walked out of the room... the door of 502's room just opened.

It's just that today's long-tongued ghost looks much weaker than yesterday, and there is a terrible scar on his right eye that extends to the brow bone... Even the tongue that hangs on the ground is surrounded by a white circle.

"Good morning leader! Your new image today is not bad!" said Wednesday with a happy face.

Dopamine was pumping wildly in his brain.

It seems that he can have enough energy to go to work today!
"You bedbug...you wait for me!"

The long-tongued ghost's eyes were full of viciousness, and the way it gritted its teeth did look a bit intimidating, but it never dared to take a step closer to Wednesday's feet, which showed that it was also afraid of Wednesday.

What happened last night must have left a lot of psychological shadow on it!
"When you reach middle age, don't get angry, it's not good for your kidneys~"

Leaving these words behind, the sunny Wednesday walked towards the elevator humming a song.

(End of this chapter)