The clouds on the coastline quickly spread inland, and the sky of Ticheng soon became overcast. Of course, in a room where the curtains are never opened, this is meaningless, and instead of looking out the window, it is better to put more effort into thinking about the emotional sunshine or shade of the parents.

In a villa on the edge of the city, the carnival party has been over for a long time, after a night of hustle and bustle and venting, the vast majority of people have long exhausted all their energy and hormones, the people who should get out of the way have gotten out, and the rest are overplayed, lying down on the sofa, the ground, the bathroom, the pool, and even floating directly on the water, disheveled, and some are soaked in the wine stupidly, sleeping like a dead dog.

These are blessed people, who play by themselves, sleep when they have had enough, and the host spends a lot of money, and the beautiful women and men collected from all over the city can ensure that every guest who participates in the party has a heavenly enjoyment; Even the hired special service personnel can also have a rich income that far exceeds the standard, which is a happy situation.

However, no matter what kind of group you are in, there are always a few unlucky people, such as the beautiful dealer who is already sleepy and smashes the table with her head, such as the massage girl who is also sleepy but still has to keep smiling and trying to pinch the shoulders and legs of her customers.

Maybe it also includes the two professional managers at the table who are purely for the game, and now they are about to be turned into pigs. They are even worse than the attendants around them, drinking too much, staying up too late, being too excited and too scared, and now they don't even know what cards they are playing.

Fortunately, the two real bigwigs at the table just played their cards and played that atmosphere.

Now, one of the bigwigs has also begun to yawn half-truthfully.

This image at the moment is not much better than the few men and women who play with him, he has a cigarette in his mouth, only a pair of large pants on his body, and the residue of red wine on his chest that has dried up. The most conspicuous is on the door of the head, next to the eyebrows, several thick and long parallel lines are drawn by an oil-based pen, and the entire forehead is cut horizontally, as if the forehead line of the most inferior painter brush, and there is a line of words on the top:

I'm a blood demon, I'm a sand sculpture.

The dignified transcendent blood demon lord, with a thought, lured the wolf into the room, and now the she-wolf opposite seems to be happy, but he is asking for others, and he is embarrassed to stop, so he can only roll his eyes and play.

Of course, there is always an idea to find a hint of it.

"The seaside is endless...... Now these people who are engaged in research are used to stretching the battle line, and one by one they still can't speak human language, as if they can't scare people. ”

Opposite him was a lady wearing typical nightclub makeup, and she felt so intense that she almost annihilated her own character, and she was not much different from the other female waitresses in the room.

If you have to find something different, then this lady is probably the most neatly dressed inside and outside the villa. At present, he only took off his coat and showed off his shoulders. The slightly curly black hair that just reached the shoulder length swiped slightly on the white and fleshy shoulders.

At the same time, the hands of the unlucky massage girls are also slowly kneaded in this area, and the delicate hands are maintained, rubbing against the snow-white and tight flesh, which is quite eye-catching overall.

The blood demon didn't want to look at it more, glanced at the change in the expression of the person, and laughed to himself: "But that's okay, with this guy as a comparison, our intuitive and visually impactful business will definitely make a lot of money......"

Unable to stand the absurd logic of the blood demon, the lady with heavy makeup on the other side finally spoke: "Just because you don't make magazines and sell poker ideas instead?" How much are you going to sell a deck of cards? ”

"How is it a vice-argument? Let's talk about Zhang! ”

"Sure enough, I still sell poker, and you invited me to be the editor-in-chief of the magazine...... Has he become the director of the printing house now? ”

"It's the deputy editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief can only be a mere editor."

The blood demon swallowed the clouds and spitted fog while going back and forth with the two cards in his hand, as if to show his bright future: "We can just change the form, and we can make this tattered magazine, which has no value except a little gossip credibility, be reborn from the fire - why, because we are a match made in heaven!" ”

"Tuk!"

The oil-based pen used to "pay for gambling" flew past the blood demon's ears and pierced the wall behind him, because it was so fast that the others didn't even notice it, thinking that the thing had been thrown into an invisible corner.

"I ...... Rub!" The blood demon instinctively wanted to be rude, but when he saw the cold light under the thick eyeshadow of the other party, the pronunciation behind it was blurred.

"I don't mean to take advantage of you, I'm just saying that with the endorsement of your psychic ability, my extraordinary style control, and the poker card list full of topics, this magazine will be an authoritative information publishing agency in the future, and it will go down in history."

"Are you in a hurry to enter history, are you tired of living?"

The lady with heavy makeup sneered, and her slender fingers swung flexibly, allowing the two cards that had formed Blackjack to shuttle back and forth between her fingers: "Look at it this way, are you really ready to do a big job when you buy "Card Deck" magazine?" I thought you were just trying to torture these two poor creatures. ”

On the other side, the two "professional managers" who accompanied the people on the stage, who are also the former operators of the "Deck" magazine, are now almost paralyzed under the gaming table, and even the strength to laugh is almost gone.

They are also members of the inner world, more or less famous, but after tossing around the two transcendent species all night, both physically and mentally, they have worn out.

At this time, the blood demon still looked at it with a smile: "Frankly speaking, there are a little similar considerations...... Do you know why, former editor-in-chief? ”

The former editor-in-chief replied in a trance: "We have already moved to hearts." ”

"Hearts 10." The Blood Demon corrected the details very seriously, "I won't talk about the problem you put me in the 'square' suit before, but why did you still exclude me from the character card set after moving to 'Hearts'?" And it's behind Mullen...... Are you expressing your displeasure?

"Of the eighty or ninety transcendent species in the world, you only choose half of them, which is enough to be fat; Give everyone a partition and row seats, and add fertilizer to fertilizer; In the end, even the seat order expressed such obvious discrimination, you have a severe fatty liver overflow, right?

"If it weren't for the Blood Demon Master, I wouldn't care about the reputation and come out to turn the tide, how far are you going to magnify this directional mistake?"

The exact same expression has sounded in the ears of the two "predecessors" more than once, and this time it has finally arrived, and the "former editor-in-chief" rolled his eyes, fell backwards, and by the way, he turned over his old partner very righteously.

The two of them tumbled off the table and fell unconscious.

The lady with heavy makeup was still skillful in turning the cards, ignoring the situation: "Mullen can enter the character card, more or less as a first vice president."

Blessings - But you, where did you get the courage to dare to put yourself in the top sixteen of the transcendent species? ”

"It's just a gossip magazine, isn't it good to have topicality?" The blood demon is right, "If the spades don't choose me, it's okay; Shouldn't they give me an explanation for throwing law-abiding citizens like me into the 'square' and keeping me company with characters like Apollon, Nick, and Kony? Oh yes, and Poseidon, an aberrant. ”

The lady with heavy makeup looked at the past very seriously and reminded him, "I'm square 2." ”

"2 is good location. Potential newcomers, generation after generation version of a generation of gods, will soar into the sky at any time, it doesn't matter which suit it is, just like four A cards, isn't it also exclusive to the four heads of the three orders? ”

The blood demon replied with a wink: "Of course, if you do mind, so much the better." We immediately formed the Avengers and put this shit-like magazine ......"

"I'm sorry, I don't step on."

"It's just a description, it's a career. A great cause to reshuffle the world! Think about it, you are the deputy editor-in-chief, and you have the right to judge the suits and numbers of the cards, don't you want to adjust the position of some people? ”

The blood demon hid the cards in his hand completely in his palm and threw a wink at the opposite side:

"Come to think of it, you must have an idea!"

"That's right. For example, the old witch does bad things behind her back, why is she in the plum blossom sequence, when she is the great master of her spiritual side, but I have to be juxtaposed with a deviant? ”

"Heh, hehe...... That's it anyway! ”

Mr. Blood Demon, who was obviously unfavorable in the game, took advantage of his amplified voice to cover and wiped the root of the thigh of the beautiful dealer next to him, and in the latter's somewhat sluggish and vague snort, he withdrew it and blew on the side of his mouth:

"We just want to turn the world upside down...... It's gone! ”

The thin two cards smashed down, it was a loud bang, and the green suede table, the bright and dark cards that had been distributed, and even the old cards and new cards that had been stacked, all were shaken, and there was a stir-fry and turned the pot......

The kind that smashed.

"Oops, I've used my strength...... But it's this strength that has the ability to 'turn stones into gold' hahaha! ”

In the insincere reaction, the surreal scene created by the blood demon made the female dealer at the gambling table look dull and doubtful about life; also frightened the massage girl on the other side, and withdrew her hand in exclamation, but was pressed backhand by the lady with heavy makeup in front of her and rested on her shoulder.

The masseuse girl was grabbed in her right hand and quickly reacted: "I'm sorry, Ms. Mora......"

As she spoke, she tried to withdraw her hand, but the force of the press was surprisingly firm for Lady Mora in front of her, and she still had the strength to rub her thumb lightly against the back of her hand.

The massage girl was a little surprised, but she was also well-informed, and immediately made the most professional choice: as if nothing had happened, even the left hand that had been withdrawn was put back, and she continued her previous work, and as for what changes in the nature of the work would be in the future, it was not up to her.

In general, she doesn't refuse to have anything to do with the female clients she serves, as long as the money is in place - like Ms. Morra, who is not bad looking, and whose skin is so good that it is foul, is simply an extra privilege in the workplace.

Although, everything in front of me is a little magical.

Why...... Just some?