There was a crisp "bang", the small wooden door of the bar was kicked open, and a strange woman burst in angrily.

"Bastard, what did you do to me?"

The woman was beautiful, but she wore a men's shirt, which was messily draped over him, with a few unbuttoned buttons, and through the gaps he could see the ravines and peaks looming inside.

The woman's lower body is only covered with a pair of shorts, revealing her slender and strong legs, and her bare feet look different sexy and sultry.

It's a bold outfit that looks like you've just gotten out of bed.

The woman didn't care, strode to the bar, grabbed the bar owner who was wiping the wine glass at the counter, and said angrily, "Why... My Adam's apple, my muscles, and my leg hair... It's all gone, oh, and the voice of me talking.. Hell, the way I look, why did I become a woman!"

The bar owner broke away from the woman's palm, looked the woman up and down, and said with a smile, "Looks like you've spent all the coins, Bobby... Honestly, you're a lot more likable now than you used to be."

"Damn it.." The woman lost control and clenched her fists excitedly, "Quickly turn me back." ”

"That's not going to work.." The bar owner seemed to be unaware of the woman's threat, and his expression gradually became serious, "It's your choice, Bobby.."

"It's like a game, a transaction... From the moment you accept ten coins, it begins... Can't be stopped.."

"But you never said I would be a woman!" Bobby snarled excitedly.

"You didn't ask. The bar owner shrugged innocently, then looked at Bobby with a smile and said slowly, "You have to accept this fact... There is no such thing as a free lunch, it's the same as ordering pizza at a restaurant and calling a lady at a hotel, you have to pay for the meal... Well, maybe it's more appropriate to say prostitution.."

"Oh.." Bobby dropped his fist in despair, and it was as if he had collapsed.

"Don't be discouraged, Bobby, you still have a chance to turn back."

"What?!" Bobby's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pounced on him and asked, "What's the solution?"

"Take back a hundred coins and give me a lot of coins, and you can be a man again.."

"Really?!" Bobby's face rekindled hope, but it quickly dimmed again: "A hundred, where should I go to find so many.."

"Don't be discouraged, just be patient.." The bar owner smiled mysteriously, pointed to a man in the corner of the bar who was staring at him in a daze, and said to Bobby, "Bobby, your luck has come... The man has a coin in his pocket right now, and you can see that he has a crush on you... Try to please him... Don't forget, you're a sexy cute person right now."

Bobby subconsciously looked at the man, and the fiery light in his eyes was exactly the same as when he stared at the other girls.

Pleasing a man?!He felt a chill in his body.

Suddenly, as if he had figured something out, his eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed to the many beautiful women in the bar and exclaimed in disbelief, "You mean, they..."

The bar owner smiled and nodded: "It's all poor people who are on the road to paying off their debts."

Bobby shuddered, he remembered the absurdity of the past two days, those wonderful memories, but now he learned that it was all men... Vomit, it's worse than eating a hundred flies.

"One at a time. Collect a hundred.."

Bobby collapsed on the ground all of a sudden, he completely collapsed, and if he wanted to become a man again, he had to go to bed with different men a hundred times and play all kinds of sex games with them... God, it's better to let him die..

The bar owner stopped talking and continued to wipe his glasses, he had seen the situation a lot, people, it always took a process to slowly adapt to the new changes.

"Looks like it's game over."

A voice rang out, and Carlo walked slowly from outside the bar.

Carlo glanced faintly at Bobby on the ground and said in a tone of pity: "People are always complaining about a life as calm as stagnant water, walking on the road to death with a mind full of absurd ideas, and lust that makes them lost. The first half of his life was riddled with sins, and in the second half of his life, he did something boring to wash off the mottles on his body, and even hoped to go up and be the companion of those winged guys... This is really a stupid thing to do, a fool would think of going to heaven, but he doesn't know that hell is the most beautiful place in the world... You can do it, you can do it."

Carlo gave the bar owner a big smile and said, word by word, "Do you think I'm right?"

The bar owner looked at Carlo, put down the wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes and said slowly, "It seems that you are familiar with hell."

"No, no, no.." Carlo shook his head and said sincerely: "I've never been to hell, but I've heard people say that it's a beautiful place and a good place. I'll definitely go back and see if I have a chance."

"Haha.." The barkeeper suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so much that tears came out, his laughter went up and down, between rough and sharp, and it was extremely unpleasant, and the whole "Magic Coin" bar was like a ripple, and all the people, things, and lights became slightly illusory.

After a while, the laughter finally stopped, and the barkeeper's facial features became blurred, changing into different faces, men, women, children, and the elderly... He stared at Carlo with a playful expression, and continued to say in that androgynous voice: "You don't look like a believer in God... It's not like a witcher.. Uh, what the hell is that, let me guess what.."

Carlo sneered and shook his head: "There's nothing to guess, this question doesn't mean anything to you in the slightest, you're going to die soon... I'm not a Catholic, so I have to make sure what's on my plate before I eat."

A terrifying aura emanated from Carlo, and his whole body slowly floated, and the boundless darkness spread behind him, outlining a hideous and violent image.

The bar owner's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth suddenly, and a thick black smoke poured out of his mouth, turning into a black cloud, and a hoarse voice sounded: "You are from the abyss.."

Carlo didn't say anything, just reached out to him, and a faint suction emanated from his palm, tearing at the black clouds.

The black clouds rolled up and roared angrily: "You stupid guy, this is the world, the streets are full of delicious humans, and you even want to attack me... You broke the rules of the game.."

Carlo smiled, his hand was forceful, and a powerful suction force came out: "Sorry, my taste is more unique... Also, I've always hated the rules thing."

"Damn, you can't kill me."

The black cloud gathers and burrows desperately towards the ground, trying to escape back to hell.

A cruel smile appeared on Carlo's face, and a light blue purgatory flame suddenly rose from his body, and he said viciously: "Don't go back to hell, I'm also hell!"

The black cloud of smoke let out a piercing scream, like dust rolled up by a vacuum cleaner, taking on a funnel-shaped appearance, and was drawn away by Carlo, swallowing his stomach through the pale blue flames.

A strange pale pink glow erupted in Carlo's eyes, and he raised his head and spread his arms, surging power churning over him.

In his mind, the gray seed of original sin trembled slightly, but the point of light representing the original sin of "color Y" refused to be separated.

"Sure enough, because it's the devil, isn't it pure enough?"

Carlo muttered in a low voice, looked up at the panicked crowd in the bar, and chuckled, "It's okay, there's a lot of nourishment here."

He clenched his fingers slightly, and the next moment, everyone in the bar exploded into a ball of blood, and the pale pink soul separated, and the moth threw itself into Carlo's body like a moth to a flame.

The original sin of "color Y" was finally separated with difficulty.

Carlo smacked his lips in satisfaction, looked at the puddle of rotten meat at his feet, and praised, "Bobby, you really are the one with the best taste."