This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 128 The Best Brewed Noodles
forget it.

Wednesday immediately put that thought on the back burner.

Those who can afford a Bloody Mary are not ordinary people.

At most, he can deal with one or two of them. It is still a bit difficult to get the job done. The situation like the noble ghost is rare. Who knows if good luck will favor him a second time?
And once the wine robbery happened, it would be difficult for him to survive here... unless he finished the order and left.

But the fact is that not only can't he leave, but he has to find a way to get the puppet in a suit drunk and exchange Angel Dew from him.

On Wednesday, when she was frowning, the proprietress, who was constantly busy, suddenly said, "It can be seen that you need Bloody Mary very much. I wonder if you are willing to take a small risk for it?"

The opportunity is coming!

On Wednesday, he didn't seriously think about whether this was a very dangerous branch line. He didn't want to become a ghost, so he immediately nodded: "Say."

"12 is not a small amount... But, if you are willing to help me kill a ghost, I can give it to you without any conditions... It must be of excellent quality!"

In fact, when she said this, the landlady felt a little hopeful.

She didn't know Wednesday, and she didn't know what abilities the human being in front of her had, but she felt a frightening aura from him!This is extremely rare between evil spirits and humans!
After all, evil spirits are born with extremely strong yin energy, and they can be said to have a natural suppression of human beings...

That's why, she just had an idea and wanted to give that matter to him for a try.

"Kill a ghost? Who?"

"my husband."

"Huh?" Wednesday's eyes widened slightly, with an unbelievable look, "How much hatred and hatred?"

"What do you care about me? Just ask you, do you want to answer?"

"Go! But the ugly words are up front. If you don't fulfill your promise... don't blame me for being rude!" Wednesday's heart was agitated, and he asked without saying a few words, "Where is he?"

"He's coming back soon... This is the most suitable place to kill him, and no one will disturb him."

The proprietress's wine making hands stopped, as if remembering something bad, her eyes were fixed on the blood red hands.

Wednesday didn't bother her again.

He casually picked up the knife on the table that the proprietress had used to dispose of the corpse, went to the end of the corridor, put a chair at the corner and sat quietly.

……

time flies.

During this period, Wednesday has been imitating in his mind the appearance of the boss when he came in, the dagger in his hand was constantly spinning like a toy.

Finally, the sound of footsteps appeared not far away.

What followed was an extremely unpleasant singing voice.

Wednesday exchanged glances with the proprietress who suddenly stood up, then stood up silently, leaning against the wall to get ready.

Laigui would never think that there would be an extra strange man in his family, and he would never worry about the corners he had passed countless times...

So when he saw the dagger flashing with cold light, his eyes were filled with shock, anger and astonishment.

"court death!"

The boss's face became extremely hideous in an instant.

He raised his hand angrily and wanted to punch Wednesday, but his throat was cut by Wednesday, which he had prepared a long time ago!
The proprietress disappeared behind the counter at some point, and there was no one left or right.

Just when Wednesday thought she was going to miss the appointment, a strong wind suddenly came from behind!
Without the slightest psychological preparation, he was directly knocked down to the ground by a force of gravity, and he simply had his hands for support, so that his forehead did not come into intimate contact with the floor.

he is not dead? !

Lying on the right side along the center of gravity of the body on Wednesday, he rolled over and stood up, and the next thing he saw was the boss whose head was shaking a bit.

"Damn bedbugs!"

He held his head with one hand, his eyes locked crazily on Wednesday while shaking... and the wound on his neck was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The wound that almost spans the entire neck will probably heal completely in just a few minutes!

No wonder the proprietress is willing to spend a lot of money!

Wednesday's face darkened.

He shook his head to relieve the feeling of dizziness, and then raised his knife while the boss had not fully recovered.

The advantage of sneak attack is completely gone.

Facing an evil spirit whose throat was cut and still maintained great combat power, Wednesday almost raised his spirits.

Fortunately, there are no other evil spirits here, so there is no need to worry about someone coming to help the boss.

In a one-on-one situation, he has good basic indicators, and with the transformation of his body by the countess' blood, he is more than capable of dealing with an evil spirit.

After a few minutes of fierce fighting, the proprietress who had disappeared for a long time suddenly rushed out from the side!
At this moment, she was no longer as elegant and calm as before, her eyes were blood red, and her face was three points more ferocious than the boss.

She held a narrow knife about [-] centimeters long in her hand, aiming at the boss!

Even without reacting on Wednesday, the knife in the proprietress's hand stabbed into the boss's stomach.

The narrow and sharp blade went from bottom to top without hindrance, piercing through the boss's entire body...

Blood spurted out, Wednesday looked at the open-eyed boss who fell in two pieces, and gasped suddenly.

dead... dead?

He stared closely at his boss's loss of virginity and remained vigilant for several minutes before he relaxed.

The lady boss next to her also fell to the ground at this moment. She looked at the boss who was no longer moving and suddenly laughed maniacally.

Smiling and laughing, tears flowed down her cheeks like water breaking a bank.

After crying quietly for a while, she smiled relaxedly, then got up silently, and walked towards the inner room.

After a short wait, she came back with two wine bottles that she had seen on Wednesday.

"They're yours now."

Wednesday took a deep look at the proprietress who seemed to be hiding a lot of secrets. Without asking a word, she lifted the wine bottle and walked away from Bloody Mary slowly.

Recalling the scene just now in his mind, he suddenly had a feeling that he was in the real world.

Sighing, on Wednesday he straightened his clothes facing the glass door of the tavern, and then walked back to the bank.

He walked through the aisles until he came to the office of the puppet in the suit.

Knock on the door.

After getting the permission of the puppet in the suit, he twisted the handle and walked in.

"Director, I brought you two bottles of good stuff."

Wednesday said with a smile on his face.

After walking for half an hour, his physical strength has recovered a lot.

After the puppet in the suit heard the sound, he raised his head, stared at the two wine bottles containing an unknown liquid, and moved his nose slightly.

"The deputy director...what do you want from me?"

"I heard that you like to drink, supervisor. I'll come to you as soon as I get some good wine. I wonder if you are interested?"

"The deputy director is really polite..."

The suit puppet's eyes were full of longing, it snapped its fingers lightly, and two bottles of Bloody Mary were instantly transferred to it.

It touched the wine bottle fondly, with joy in its tone.

"This taste...Excellent!"

(End of this chapter)