Two hours later, Chen Hui got his mask from the store.
Arranged black eyes, an open blood-red mouth, and soft tentacles.
A gray heart emerges from the crack...
I have to say that the workmanship here completely produced the feeling Chen Hui wanted.
That kind of feeling of terror and fear just by looking at it.
Finding a corner, Chen Hui took off his mask and sunglasses and put on this mask.
The material of the mask feels soft and tough, with a certain sense of weight.
Once it is close to the face, you can feel it has a certain adsorption force.
The suction cups like octopus tentacles tightly sucked Chen Hui's face.
Under normal circumstances, they will not fall off.
In short, the camouflage effect in this underground market is definitely more practical than masks and sunglasses.
With a new mask, Chen Hui became the most handsome boy in the underground market.
Check out this shop, look at that shop, and continue shopping.
At this time, a person rushed towards the opposite place in front and stopped in front of Shen Hui.
Chen Hui took a look and saw a red and white, somewhat familiar clown mask.
After the other party's slightly sharp voice rang out from under the mask, Chen Hui remembered that he had met him before when he entered the underground market.
"Hey, brother, are you interested in joining our Tarot Society?"
The same rhetoric as last time was used again, but Chen Hui already knew that he was a liar from the last time someone chased him.
I'm afraid I just wander around in this underground market every day and pull people in when I see a fresh face.
"Not interested in."
Chen Hui said something and prepared to leave.
However, the other party stretched out a hand to stop Chen Hui.
"Hey, don't worry, do you want to test your luck?"
As the other party spoke, a deck of tarot cards appeared out of thin air in his other hand.
"The easiest thing is to draw one and try it. Don't worry, it doesn't cost any money."
"I missed it last time, let's do it this time, hehe."
Chen Hui, who was about to push the other person away and leave, was obviously taken aback when he heard what the other person said.
"How do you know you met me last time?"
Under the mask, there was a hint of evil in Shen Hui's eyes.
He had already changed his clothes and mask, how could the other party still recognize him?
However, under the other party's clown mask, there was a sudden burst of laughter.
"Hahaha, don't you know now?"
Chen Hui immediately realized that he had been tricked by the other party.
Regardless of whether you have met yourself or not, if you say this, as long as you don't react, you will know it by looking at your own reaction.
"Let's try one."
The other party raised the tarot cards in his hand again.
After looking at the opponent's clown mask, Chen Hui hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to draw an open tarot card.
Anyway, it’s still early, so just give it a try.
Chen Hui randomly picked one, but just when he held the tarot card.
At this time, several people rushed over from behind and shouted:
"Damn liar! Pay me back! Steal my money!"
"Where is the market management! Catch him quickly!"
"The one with the clown mask! Damn it, don't run!"
The man wearing the clown mask saw someone chasing him from behind.
He just let out a weird laugh and started running forward.
The few people chasing him also passed by Shen Hui, leaving only Shen Hui, who was messy in the wind, still standing there.
And holding the tarot card chosen by him in his hand.
"He is indeed a liar, no, he is a thief now. Fortunately, I don't have any cash on me."
As Chen Hui finished his words, a text message suddenly came to his phone.
[Your World Bank Card was successfully deducted 3,000,000]
[Illegal operations were found and the account has been frozen]
"Grass!"
Chen Hui quickly touched the bank card in his pocket, and sure enough it had disappeared.
Chen Hui had no idea when the other party made his move.
"Little bitch! Don't let me catch you next time!"
Chen Hui cursed, "Three big and three million, this is what I was frugal with, and I couldn't even bear to rent a house."
Now that it's fine, there are only about 97 million left in the account.
From now on, you can no longer add ham to instant noodles.
Look at the clown who has disappeared and the chasing people.
Now I can only admit that I am unlucky.
Chen Hui looked at the tarot cards in his hand and turned them over.
The pattern painted on it is a skeleton wearing armor and riding a war horse.
It has the Roman numeral thirteen painted on it.
Written at the bottom is the name of this tarot card - Death.
The Death card ranks thirteenth in the Tarot.
Chen Hui didn't know much about Tarot cards and didn't know what they meant.
But even if Chen Hui knew it, he wouldn't take it to heart because the other party was a liar.
This is just a way to attract your own attention.
Chen Hui threw the Death Tarot card on the ground and left the underground market.
Go to the market outside to get some fresh air and more fireworks.
…
We wandered around the market until night fell and the bright moon was in the sky.
But the number of people in the market has not decreased much.
Now is just the beginning of the night market.
"It's almost there. Let's see if we can succeed today."
Chen Hui looked at the time at seven o'clock, and then passed the tea shop to the underground market.
The underground market is much busier at night than during the day.
More people gathered outside the duel arena and waited.
These are the people who are going to watch tonight's duel, come here early to get a seat.
Relying on his membership card, he put Chen Hui in while the gatekeeper looked at Chen Hui's mask in surprise.
"Boss, you... are here, haha, your mask is really unique."
"Get some rest, the duel will begin soon!"
The steward also came out and was stunned when he saw Shen Hui, and then led Shen Hui to the lounge.
Chen Hui didn't pay attention to this and just sat in the lounge to rest.
"By the way, boss, I don't know how to call you, or what is your code name?"
The steward who was about to leave asked Chen Hui what he remembered.
Chen Hui thought about it and realized that there was indeed a better nickname, but he couldn't think of anything at the moment.
But Chen Hui suddenly thought of the tarot card he got today.
It's better to just use the name above.
"The God of Death, codenamed the God of Death."
As time passed, the duel field was completely opened.
A large number of spectators poured in and entered the duel venue and the auditorium was ready.
The lounge here can see the scene of the duel.
Soon the seats were full and noisy sounds came from there.
These viewers don’t know who the two sides of the challenge are, they just know the level of the creation world.
But that didn't stop them from discussing tonight's duel and making bets.
The time came to seven fifty.
The steward came to the duel arena with a microphone in his hand.
"Ahem, welcome all bosses to watch tonight's duel!"
"Everyone knows that tonight's two duelists are Level 4 Creators."
"This is a rare level duel..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Get to the point!"
"Yes! Introduce directly!"
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore, the duelist will appear next!"
