This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 125

Angel Dew.

This name is not something that can be obtained easily... What's more, Wednesday is not an aboriginal in this game world, and he doesn't even know how to obtain this thing.

"It should be easier to ask the supervisor... but it didn't seem like it wanted to answer that day."

On Wednesday, I poked the food on the plate one after another, and decided to go to the bank tomorrow to see if there is any place to check the information.

That vault is a good breakthrough.

However, it's past working hours, and it's not a good idea to rush to the bank at this time...

"We can only see tomorrow."

For Wed., the rest of the day is free to schedule again.

Since the last time the long-tongued ghost broke in in the middle of the night and was beaten back by him, this half-open window has not been pushed open again.He believes that even if the long-tongued ghost was just pretending to let him relax his vigilance and "succeed in one fell swoop", now...

Wednesday, which became the deputy director, was not something it could provoke at all, and it was even more impossible for it to make a move at this time.

only…

Compared to Wednesday, who had a high-end apartment and a high-level professional title, the other four players had a hard time.

Although with the help of cards and "habits", they have adapted to life here as quickly as possible, but the long-term mental tension has tortured them a lot.

They simply don’t dare to sleep seriously at night…

For this reason, the four of them even temporarily lived together.

Only when other human beings help keep watch, they can sleep for a while.

……

The next day, Wednesday went to work at the bank with a refreshed face.

It was exactly 7 o'clock when we arrived at the bank.

As the saying goes, people are happy when they have happy events.

He didn't come to work at the VIP window this time, so his steps were much lighter.

When I came to Area C, I looked around at the busy ghost employees on Wednesday, and deliberately coughed to attract their attention.

When they saw him, a playful smile appeared on their faces, as if they saw some cute toy.

"Hey, hey! How dare you, a bug, come to area C!"

"Haha, didn't I teach you enough lessons yesterday?"

"Get out of here quickly, don't pollute my eyes!"

"I have a bad temper, believe it or not, I'll punch you a bug!"

The evil spirits thought Wednesday's retreat yesterday was cowardly and cowardly, so they intensified their insults again.

But well...

They clearly miscalculated.

Today's Wednesday status is different, he has nothing to be afraid of.

He straightened his back and walked in front of an evil employee who was shouting the most ferociously with an indifferent look on his face.

Three out of every 10 insulting noises come from his mouth. In the real world, he can be regarded as a keyboard man who can make people "fearful".

"Oh, this human dares to come in front of me? What a shame!"

The ghost employee pointed at Wednesday and laughed, while Wednesday just watched it quietly and waited for it to finish.

The moment it finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped it without the slightest hesitation.

Snapped!
The sound of slaps echoed throughout the hall.

The employee who was slapped by the evil ghost fell to the ground directly under the action of huge force.

The entire area C was extremely silent.

Everyone and the evil spirits fell silent, and then there was a flood of shouts and curses.

"How dare a bedbug beat an evil spirit?!"

"He broke the rules of the bank, we can deal with him at will!"

The reason why the evil ghost employees yelled at each other, but didn't do it even once, was because they were bound by the bank's rules.

Now seeing Wednesday taking action directly... while being insulting, it is also a bit incredible.

Is this human being stupid?
Didn't he know that employees in the bank are not allowed to beat each other!
The evil employee who was slapped immediately became lively after being confused at the beginning.

It points to Wednesday, with excitement in its eyes.

It has not tasted human blood for a long time!

"I just feel that saying a few words is not enjoyable at all... You are lucky, you gave me a chance to kill you! Hahahahaha..."

Hearing this, Wednesday brushed the dust off his body indifferently.

"Really?"

"You are a teller at the VIP window, what are you looking like?!"

"This..." Wednesday looked down at the silver job card on his chest, patted his head, and said with a smile: "Look at my brain, I even forgot to change the job card."

As he said that, he slowly took out the golden work card that symbolized the position of deputy director from his pocket, and stuck it on his chest.

"By the way, who did you say you were going to kill?"

Countless eyes focused on the golden work card on Wednesday's chest.

The hall fell into silence again.

The eyes of every evil ghost employee are full of disbelief.

Vice President!This represents the third in command of the bank!
This human actually...

The evil employee who shouted that he was going to kill Wednesday saw the golden work badge on his chest, his legs shook with fear, and he collapsed to the ground again.

Its face was full of panic, and it wanted to open its mouth to question, but it didn't have the courage at all.

Here is the bank!
No matter how stupid this human being is, he wouldn't make a fake job card, would he?
Besides, when you look at it so close... you feel like it's real!

Wednesday took its miserable performance into his eyes and bent down to stare at the evil employee.

His eyes turned red under the countess's blood, and he repeated, "Who did you just say you were going to kill?"

The ghostly employee looked helpless and looked around at his colleagues for help.

But now who dares to help it?They turned their heads one by one, not daring to look directly at it, and there were even fewer evil spirits onlookers.

In the end, the evil ghost employee could only squeeze out a stiff smile, and stammered, "Deputy...deputy supervisor, it's all a misunderstanding."

The smile on Wednesday's face gradually faded. He looked down at the evil spirit, and said with his mouth open and closed: "Insulting the leader... the following offenses... making noise... what you should do is something you shouldn't do, what you shouldn't do Are you jumping around happily?"

As he spoke, he took out the silver work badge he was wearing before, and stuck it on his chest.

"From now on, you will be the teller at the VIP window, work hard."

Wednesday smiled and patted it on the shoulder.

Hearing that he was going to be the teller at the VIP window, the evil employee seemed to have finally come to his senses, and hurriedly knelt on the ground begging for mercy: "Deputy supervisor! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I don't want to be promoted , please take it back..."

All employees know the horror of VIP guests, working as a teller there... It's almost dead!

On Wednesday, however, he was unmoved by its words. He clearly remembered how much fun these evil spirits scolded just now...

Although there is no way to torture everyone, but he is still in the game for these three days, some evil spirits don't want to feel better...

"You think, I like you!"

After all, on Wednesday, I walked to the depths of Area C with my hands behind my back.

Only a group of trembling ghost employees were left in place.

(End of this chapter)