This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 117 Provoking Him?
After putting away the bandages, Wednesday looked back at the suitcase on the table.

The smile faded from his face at the thought of sending the suitcase with the spare wheel home.

Knowing and not knowing are two different things.

"It's a good thing the supervisor gave me a button, so let's take care of it and not bother me."

Wednesday remembered the button.

He remembers being able to communicate with the suit puppets with just three clicks on the buttons.

Da da da.

Three knocks sounded in the quiet office area.

In the next second, a puppet in a suit appeared beside Wednesday out of thin air.

"He's gone? You're still alive?" It sounded very surprised.

"Of course I'm still alive." Wednesday shrugged and continued, "Director, the guest who just left asked me to store this suitcase back in the safe. I don't have permission to enter the safe, so I can only ask the supervisor to do it for you. "

The puppet in the suit nodded, as if he had foreseen this incident long ago.

"I know that every time he comes he only takes the suitcase out for a very short time and then puts it back."

Hearing this sentence, Wednesday's brows were severely frowned.

That is to say, bandage ghosts often come to the bank to engage in performance art?

Does it really come here often?
You won't come back tomorrow...

Then how did he get away with it?Continue to pretend not to hear like today?

Worry Wed.

The puppet in the suit seems to have guessed his mind: "Don't worry, it only comes to the bank every other month, and you won't be able to see it for a short time. Speaking of which, you are the first employee who has received it and survived ...I am very optimistic about your future."

"Supervisor, you are flattered, all of this was accomplished under your wise leadership."

The puppet in the suit couldn't help laughing when he heard his words that were obviously sycophant.

But it looked at Wednesday more kindly.

"Okay, I'll go to the vault to put things in first, and you can call me again if you need anything."

The puppet in the suit picked up the suitcase and disappeared.

Sitting back in the chair on Wednesday, I fell into the previous state of doing nothing in an instant.

He had no choice but to "go back to his old business" after much deliberation, and started playing computer games with his legs crossed.

The time soon came to 4:[-], and at this time there was still half an hour before get off work.

"In the last half hour, there should be no more guests, right?"

Rubbing his dry eyes on Wednesday, he said to himself.

VIP guests are too dangerous, to receive one less is a...

It's a pity that God didn't want it.

Just as he was getting off work, another VIP guest came to the door.

This time the guest looks too normal!
He was leading a hound, followed by two vicious bodyguards... Judging by his clothes, he looked like a medieval nobleman.

The noble ghost walked to the window with an arrogant look.

However, when it saw that Wednesday was a human being, its face was immediately filled with displeasure.

"How can a human being come to serve this young master?"

There were too many such facts on Wednesday. He did not get angry at all. He just smiled and said: "Sorry, guest, I am the only teller at the VIP window at the moment."

The noble ghost frowned, kicked the hound next to him, and ordered without hesitation: "Kill this human being to death, I want to see if the supervisor will replace the only teller when he dies. "

That hound is smart.

Immediately after he understood, he bared his teeth and wanted to pounce on Wednesday.

But even seeing such a situation, the smile on Wednesday's face remained undiminished.

He concluded that as long as he did everything within the rules, there would be absolutely no other dangers!
It's not night now!
"Guest, don't you know the rules of the bank?"

Hearing Wednesday's voice, the noble ghost laughed exaggeratedly, then bent down, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and said word by word: "My son is the rule, kill him!"

The voice just fell.

The hound opened its mouth, showing its sharp fangs, and rushed towards Wednesday.

On Wednesday, I didn't expect that the other party would act rashly in disregard of the rules, and I couldn't judge whether the other party's behavior was simply threatening him or for real...

However, at this critical moment, he couldn't care about anything else.

Touching the displacement card in his hand, he quickly left his seat and stepped back, holding the mouse tightly with his right hand.

The mouse line was pulled out a long length, and it seemed to be endlessly pulled by him so casually...

At the moment when the hound pounced, Wednesday saw the right opportunity and suddenly moved the mouse to the left, forming a "slender" interception in front of him.

Just this thing, if placed in the real world, let alone blocking dogs, it would be enough to block mosquitoes.

But at this moment, it really showed no intention of breaking under the impact of the hound!
It's just that the huge power coming from above also caused Wednesday's whole person to be pulled forward!
Seeing that his face was about to face the sharp claws of the hound... A puppet in a suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

really!

This game has rules!
Could it be that the rule this time is... All evil spirits who don't play by the rules can only act once?Will there be rules to intervene?
Now he seems to know why everyone was attacked only once last night.

"It's our bank's poor reception, so don't be impatient, customers."

The aristocrat was fearless, and he didn't expect to be so afraid of the suit puppet. Seeing that the suit puppet gave him the steps, he immediately blew a whistle to call back the hound, and said with disdain: "We all It's a VIP guest, you guys will let this kind of rubbish receive me in the future...then the bank won't need to be opened!"

"What you said is, what do you want to pick up this time? I will receive you personally."

"That's about the same." The noble ghost gained a lot of face, looked better, and handed a key to the suit puppet.

The puppet in the suit said softly to Wednesday, "Don't cause trouble, wait here" and disappeared out of thin air.

Try to put on a smile on Wednesday and put on a reception posture like before.

But his frantically beating heart betrayed his composure.

Fortunately, the puppet in the suit came back soon. It was carrying a rectangular suitcase in its hand, which was only slightly similar to that of the bandage ghost, but it seemed completely different.

"Guest, this is the item you want to get."

It puts something on the counter to the noble ghost.

"It's coming."

This time, the guest did not open the suitcase in front of Wednesday, and he did not have the "luck" to witness the contents of the suitcase.

Of course, the aristocratic ghost did not deposit the things back like the bandage ghost. He just gave him a threatening look and asked the bodyguards around him to put away the box and walked out of the bank.

Behind him on Wednesday quietly stared at his back, eyes neither sad nor happy.

If there is a chance to fight back...

This noble ghost will definitely be his first target!
He has never been a master who just swallows his anger...

provoke him?
(End of this chapter)