This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 122 Successful Arrival
"Physical breaches are almost impossible, and the correct password is only in the heads of the supervisor and the president. This is simply invulnerable." Admired on Wednesday.

"Of course, countless thieves and robbers have tried to break into banks, but no ghost has ever succeeded." The puppet in a suit hugged his chest and said expressionlessly, "Turn your head, I have to enter the password."

On Wednesday, he glanced at the password disk with some regret, suppressing the emotion of wanting to peek in his heart, and turned his back to it.

After several sounds of gears turning, the suit puppet said: "The door is open, come in."

Wednesday turned around and followed it straight into the vault.

I saw dense iron boxes placed around the vault, each with a lock attached to it.

"Director, what are these iron boxes?"

"They are all precious props."

"Oh…"

If all the props here belong to him, do we still need to use our brains in the future games?
Is it okay to lie flat?
Nodding his head on Wednesday, with extremely delicate eyes, he followed the puppet in the suit to the deepest part of the first floor, and found a disc carved with nine pythons.

"Wake up, don't sleep!" the puppet in the suit shouted at the boa constrictor disc.

Just when Wednesday wondered who he was speaking to, the nine-headed boa constrictor that looked like a dead object...opened its eyes!
It spits out a copper-yellow snake letter, and slowly spits out the human words: "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to go into the safe on the second floor to get something. Please verify my identity." The puppet in the suit stretched out his hand.

The golden eyes of the nine-headed boa constrictor swept across its hand with the strange art pattern, and nodded after confirming everything was safe: "It is confirmed that it is the bank supervisor, there is no sign of camouflage, and the time limit is 1 minute to get the item... Go in."

Its body stretched out like plasticine, and finally formed a dark entrance about a person's height in front of Wednesday.

"You wait here, I will go in alone."

The puppet in the suit turned his head and said this to Wednesday, and then walked quickly into the safe on the second floor.

About a minute later, it dragged a three-meter-high black wooden coffin and ran out in panic.

boom!
The moment the suit puppet came out, it threw the black wooden coffin to the ground without hesitation.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost sucked dry!"

Its original smooth wooden skin had tiny cracks at this moment, but it didn't say anything, it just said to Wednesday: "This coffin is what the Countess wants to take, you can send it there."

Is this weird coffin?
With all due respect, it looks very ominous.

Wednesday didn't carry it on his back immediately, but stretched out his hand and carefully touched the edge of the coffin...

A cold and biting feeling passed from his fingers to his heart, and a feeling of passing life appeared instantly!And it's so real!

According to this speed, he felt faintly in his heart...

I'm afraid his vitality will be completely sucked out before he reaches the counter!

Not a drop left!
"Hurry up, don't make the guests wait too long!"

But at this time, the suit puppet gave the order in a bad tone.

If he blatantly refused, he would probably have to see Hades again in the next second—he didn't dare to bet on the slightest sense of curiosity that the puppet in the suit might have about him.

Clenching his fists on Wednesday, he pondered countermeasures in his mind.

If he speeds up and fights hard, he may be able to save his last breath...

bandage!

On Wednesday, he suddenly thought of the bandage left by the bandage ghost to speed up the recovery from trauma!

The recovery from trauma should require a steady stream of vitality... Does this mean that the bandage can slow down the speed at which he is drained?

Give it a try!
There were wolves in front and tigers in back, so now he can only push one hand!
Wednesday's eyes gradually became firm, he turned his back, wrapped all the bandages in his pocket around his right hand, then grabbed one side of the coffin backwards, and rushed forward!

Race against the clock.

He could feel the huge weight and the biting chill coming from his right hand.

Life flowed from him to the coffin like a stream... He didn't have time to think about whether the bandage would attract the attention of the puppet in the suit, and he sped up and ran wildly.

The coffin was extremely heavy, and even though Wednesday's physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people at this moment, he could still feel great pressure.

In just half a minute, his arm seemed to lose its temperature.

Hurry up!
Gritting his teeth tightly on Wednesday, he sprinted forward desperately.

There was a harsh sound as the coffin was drawn on the ground, and the movement here quickly attracted the surrounding evil ghost employees.

Looking at the evil spirits with unkind faces, Wednesday really doesn't care too much, he is now a luxury to delay for half a second!

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Under his "provocation", one or two evil spirits wanted to teach this bug a lesson...

But they were quickly frightened back by Wednesday's murderous eyes.

Not having the courage to go forward, coupled with the strong oppression that the coffin brought to them, they had no choice but to yell on the spot.

"Sooner or later, I want you to look good!"

"A human dares to be so arrogant! It's amazing!"

"Tomorrow, I will go to the supervisor to report this matter!"

"Be careful after get off work, don't let me see you on the road!"

The evil ghost employees kept cursing behind Wednesday's back, but they didn't dare to get close to it.

And on Wednesday, there is no time to deal with them at all.

The feeling of the loss of life force was so clear, he even felt the taste of death again...

Just then.

From the corner of the eye on Wednesday, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the long-tongued ghost not far away looking at me sullenly!

Never meet sooner, never foresee later, but at this time!
He cursed bad luck in his heart, but he could only pray that the long-tongued ghost would not ask for trouble.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

As an old employee of the bank, Long Tongue Ghost naturally knew what the coffin behind Wednesday was.

"God help me too!"

With those two blood-red eyes open, it spoke with a sickly face, and its long tongue lashed towards Wednesday's ankle like a whip!

Wed.

With a tyrannical expression on his face, he raised his right foot and stepped on that long tongue precisely!

The gravity of the coffin combined with his indomitable momentum!
Blood spattered everywhere, and the long tongue that was still alive and kicking was turned into a pulp by Wednesday's foot!

"what!!"

The long-tongued ghost knelt on the ground and screamed loudly.

Its behavior fully illustrates the meaning of "stealing the chicken but losing the rice".

Wednesday didn't stop because of this incident, he has not much time left!
The strange coffin behind him is still absorbing his vitality...

Soon…

almost!

At the moment when his right hand was about to lose strength, Wednesday directly pushed the coffin behind him forward.

Boom!

A dull voice sounded from the small VIP window.

He finally managed to return here before the last trace of life force was sucked dry!
(End of this chapter)