This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 120 The Nobles Are Wrathful

Bodyguard Ghost's muscular body is its most proud armor.

In other normal times, Wednesday would really like to use him to test his strength and speed, but now...

Before other bodyguards arrive, he'd better get rid of these two as soon as possible!
The noble ghost didn't show any special abilities at that juncture, and in the end it was nothing more than an idiot, so the focus still had to be on the 2-meter bodyguard ghost.

Seeing this on Wednesday, he calculated the number of cards to be used in his mind, and immediately went around behind the bodyguard ghost as quickly as possible.

He needs to block the two ghosts together in the toilet first.

one direction.

Things will be easier to handle later.

When the bodyguard saw him coming, he thought it was going to start a business.

As soon as he raised his hand, he raised a fist the size of a casserole and threw it at him.

Zhou Zhou was not in a hurry when he saw this battle. First he ducked to avoid the attack, and then he went to his back and stabbed him with a dagger.

He used [-]% of the force, which was enough to break a large piece on the body of an ordinary evil ghost, but only a small cut was made on the bodyguard ghost, just like a piece of paper cut a finger.

"It's really hard!"

Whipping his wrist on Wednesday, the "heart that won't beat" was used before the ghost of the bouncer turned around.

The heart that was still beating faster just now calmed down instantly.

It beats steadily, sending blood to every part of the body.

Wednesday never felt so clear-headed.

Not only everything on the bodyguard ghost became clear, but even its movements seemed to automatically form a "picture a few breaths in advance" in his mind.

That feeling should be called "prejudgment".

"I can't always use ten degrees of force. If I want to kill it with this kind of wound, I have to either scratch it hard in one place, or I have to be more particular about the stroke."

Wednesday's mind was extremely clear, and a decision was made quickly.

Places like the eyes and heart that could easily cause fatal injuries would be strictly guarded. He had better focus on the small cut he just made.

Do it when you think of it.

The aristocratic ghost on the side was still talking nonsense, and Wednesday was deaf, and his eyes were fixed on the two or three inch long wound.

With the blessing of prediction, his actions were much smoother than expected.

Not long after, the bodyguard ghost's strange blood flowed from his body to the ground, forming countless messy footprints in that small area.

The noble ghost looked more and more wrong, and the wanton smile on his face restrained visibly to the naked eye.

It looked around, and after catching the delicate decoration by the sink, it picked it up and threw it towards Wednesday.

On Wednesday, I kept a little attention here, and immediately a dodge flashed by.

Seeing that the wound had become a big gash due to his hard work, he stopped wasting his energy and kicked on the bloody wound!

The bodyguard ghost's eyes were wide open, the pain made it unable to maintain its balance, and its left leg was about to fall to the ground as soon as it gave way.

This was originally a good time to take advantage of the victory, but Wednesday did not continue to target him.

It was only a matter of turning around, he held the dagger behind his back and approached the noble ghost at an extremely fast speed, and then swung the dagger down in the terrified eyes of the other party!

puff.

The pair of eyes that had been exuding a superior expression burst open in an instant, and Wednesday's second knife...directly pointed at its heart.

One solved.

When neither the bodyguard ghost nor the noble ghost reacted.

On Wednesday, he used a "recovery card" for himself without hesitation, and when he felt the strength in his body, he casually threw the heart that would not beat into the sink.

The calm emotional blessing is gone.

Seeing the bodyguard roaring like crazy, Wednesday left the toilet by himself and rushed out the door.

He knew that his face had been seen and he couldn't leave directly, so he deliberately slowed down so that the bodyguard ghost could catch up.

The ground floor of the villa is not lit everywhere.

Wednesday hides his figure skillfully through the darkness.

Now, besides his words, his brain has become his second advantage.

How can a furious bodyguard ghost think too much?All it knew was that it was doomed!

It failed to save the young master. Now it can only gain a chance of survival by killing the culprit!
"You bloody bug! Come out!"

The bodyguard ghost rummaged around, trying to catch the secret Wednesday, but he wasn't dead, so why would he stay where he was and let him find him?
He moved nimbly through the darkness, and finally found the right opportunity to strike out, attacking its heart with great force!
The body of the knife becomes the tip of the knife to break the surface!

Without the hindrance of the spine, the dagger sank into it smoothly!
Wednesday let go of his hand, letting the dagger stick straight into the bodyguard ghost's heart, and then left the villa.

On the way back, he smiled uncontrollably as he walked.

This is not only the pleasure of revenge, but also the joy of improving one's own strength.

Today, he is no longer that Wednesday who just came into contact with card games and can only hide behind his soul body when encountering any problems!
……

Six o'clock in the morning.

On Wednesday, refreshed, he walked slowly into the workplace in a neat overalls.

"It's a new day."

Holding a water glass in his hand on Wednesday, he was full of energy, and it was completely impossible to see that he had experienced a thrilling battle last night.

At this time, a distortion appeared in the sky, and then the puppet in a suit walked out of it.

"Director, good morning."

Wednesday took a sip of water and said hello with a smile.

"You came early today." The suit puppet nodded casually.

It's only six o'clock now, and there's still an hour before work. For humans who hate work... it's really early.

"The bank entrusted me with such an important position, of course I have to prepare carefully, and the leader came very early." Wednesday was pure nonsense.

The real reason is that after he killed the noble ghost, he was so energetic that he couldn't sleep at all after returning to the dormitory, so he simply came here after breakfast earlier.

"Well, very good, the bank lacks enthusiastic employees like you."

There was something else in the eyes of the suit puppet, but it didn't say much, just smiled.

At this moment, the long-tongued ghost rushed to the door, and it shouted: "Director! Something happened!"

"what's up?"

"The illegitimate son of that evil ghost nobleman is dead!"

"Oh? Is it dead?" The suit puppet's mechanical voice sounded emotionless, and naturally I didn't know whether it was happiness, worry or surprise.

"Yes! It's spread outside! The nobles are furious!"

Hearing the news, Wednesday listened calmly on the surface, but his heart exploded.

He asked for the address of the puppet nobleman in a suit... If this is...

"Have you caught the murderer?" The suit puppet asked.

"No, I heard that someone saw a man's figure..." the long-tongued ghost shook his head.

This made Wednesday's voice lowered again.

He didn't interrupt, and continued to listen quietly.

(End of this chapter)