The dark clouds on the coastline quickly spread inland, and the sky above Ti City quickly darkened. Of course, this was meaningless in the room where the curtains were still closed. Instead of looking out of the window, it was better to spend more effort to think about the moods of his parents.
In a villa at the edge of the city, the party had already ended a long time ago. After a night of noise and venting, most of the people had already exhausted all their energy and hormones. Those who needed to leave had already left, and those who were left were those who had overplayed themselves. They were sprawled on the sofa, the floor, the bathroom, the side of the pool, and some were even floating on the water surface. Their clothes were disheveled, and some had even been soaked in alcohol to the point of stupidity. They were sleeping like dead dogs.
These were all people with good fortune. They only cared about playing and went to sleep after they were done playing. The host squandered a lot of money and found beautiful women and handsome men from all over Ti City, ensuring that every guest who attended the party would have a heaven-like enjoyment. Even the special service staff who were hired could earn a lot of money that far exceeded the standard. This was a situation where everyone was happy.
However, no matter what kind of group it was, there would always be a few unlucky people. For example, the beautiful dealer who was so sleepy that she was about to smash her head on the gambling table, and the masseuse who was also sleepy but still had to smile and work hard to massage the shoulders and legs of the guests.
Perhaps this also included the two professional managers who were just there to make up for the occasion and had almost been stripped naked. They were even worse than the service staff around them. They drank too much, stayed up too late, were overly excited, and were overly afraid. Now, they didn't even know what cards they were playing.
Fortunately, the two real big shots at the table were just casually playing and playing with the atmosphere.
Now, one of the big shots had already started to yawn in a half-serious and half-fake manner.
At the moment, his image wasn't much better than the men and women who were playing with him. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was only wearing a pair of underpants. There was a red wine stain that had already dried up on his chest. The most eye-catching thing was on his forehead. Next to his eyebrows, there were a few thick and long parallel lines drawn horizontally across his forehead. It looked like the wrinkles on the forehead drawn by the worst artist. There was also a line of words at the top of the line.
I'm a Blood Demon. I'm a sand sculpture.
As a dignified Extraordinary Blood Demon, he had led a wolf into his house. Now, the female wolf opposite him seemed to be happy, but he had a favor to ask, so he was too embarrassed to ask her to stop. He could only roll his eyes and continue playing.
Of course, he had to find some way to hint at it.
"There's no end to the seaside … It's fine if these researchers are used to stretching the battle line, but none of them know how to speak human language. It's as if they're afraid that they won't be able to intimidate others."
Opposite him was a woman wearing typical nightclub makeup. It was so thick that it almost drowned out her own uniqueness. She was not much different from the other female attendants in the room.
If one had to find something different, then this lady was probably the most well-dressed person in the villa. So far, she had only taken off her jacket, revealing a shirt that revealed her shoulders. His shoulder-length, slightly curly black hair swayed slightly on his fair, fleshy shoulders.
At the same time, the hands of the unlucky masseuse were also slowly massaging this area. Her delicate and well-maintained hands rubbed against the snow-white, tight flesh. Overall, it was quite pleasing to the eye.
The Blood Demon, however, was not in the mood to look at him. He glanced at the change in the man's expression and laughed. "But this is good too. With this guy as a comparison, our business with visual impact will definitely make a lot of money …"
Unable to stand the Blood Demon's absurd logic, the lady in heavy makeup finally spoke. "Because you came up with the idea of selling poker cards instead of a magazine? How much are you going to sell a deck of cards for? "
"What do you mean by deputy? We're talking about cards! "
"As I expected, you're still selling poker cards. You invited me to be the editor-in-chief of a magazine … Have I become the director of a printing factory?"
"I'm the deputy editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief can only be me."
While smoking, the Blood Demon rubbed the two cards in his hands back and forth, as if he were showing off his bright future. "We're just going to change the format, and the worthless, ragged magazine will be reborn in flames. Why? Because we're a match made in heaven!"
Thud!
The pen that was used to 'pay for the bet' brushed past the Blood Demon's ear and pierced through the wall behind him. Because it was so fast, nobody else felt it at all. They only thought that the thing had been thrown to an invisible corner.
"What the … F * ck!" The Blood Demon instinctively wanted to curse, but when he saw the cold, disdainful glint under the thick eyeshadow of the other party, the latter part of his sentence was blurred.
"I'm not trying to take advantage of you. I'm just saying that with your psychic abilities as an endorsement, my extraordinary style control, and a topical poker card ranking, this magazine will be an authoritative information release organization in the future. Its name will go down in history."
"You're in such a hurry to enter history. Are you tired of living?"
The lady in heavy makeup mocked. Her slender fingers moved nimbly, and the two cards that had already formed a black jack shuttled back and forth between her fingers. "From the looks of it, you bought the Cards Magazine because you're really prepared to go all out? I thought you just wanted to torture these two pitiful wretches. "
On the other side, the two 'professional managers' who were also the former managers of the Cards Magazine were about to collapse under the gambling table. They didn't even have the strength to smile.
They were also people from the inner world, and they more or less had some reputation. However, after a night of tormenting by the side of two Extraordinaries, both their bodies and minds had been worn out.
At this time, the Blood Demon looked over with a smile. "Frankly speaking, we did have some similar considerations … Do you know why, former chief editor?"
The former chief editor answered absentmindedly, "We've already switched to Hearts."
"Ten Hearts." The Blood Demon very seriously corrected the details. "I won't talk about the problem of you placing me in the 'Diamonds' suit, but why did you exclude me from the character card series after switching to 'Hearts'? And it was behind Marlon … Are you expressing your dissatisfaction?
"There are eighty to ninety Extraordinaries in the world, and you only chose half of them. That's already bold enough. You arranged seats for everyone and made it even fatter. In the end, you even expressed such obvious discrimination in the seating arrangement. Do you have a severe fatty liver?
"If it weren't for me, Lord Blood Demon, disregarding my reputation and coming out to turn the tide, to what extent were you prepared to magnify this directional error?"
This wasn't the first time the two "former editor-in-chief" had heard the exact same words. This time, the "former editor-in-chief" finally rolled his eyes and fell backward. In a show of loyalty, he knocked down his old partner.
The two of them fell off the gambling table and fell unconscious.
The lady in heavy makeup continued to skillfully switch the cards, turning a blind eye to the situation. "Marlon was able to enter the character card series because of his status as the first vice president.
This blessing … As for you, where did you get the courage to place yourself in the top sixteen of the Extraordinaries? "
"This is just a gossip magazine. Isn't it good to be a topic of conversation?" The Blood Demon, on the other hand, was in the right. "It's fine if the Spades suit didn't choose me, but they threw a law-abiding citizen like me into the 'diamond' with people like Apollon, Nick, and Corney. Shouldn't they give me an explanation? Oh, that's right. There's also Poseidon, a mutant. "
The lady in heavy makeup looked at him seriously and reminded him, "I'm the Two of Diamonds."
"Two is a good position. A newcomer with potential, a god in every version. He can soar into the sky at any time. It doesn't matter which suit he is. Just like the four Aces, aren't they exclusive to the four leaders of the Three Churches? "
The Blood Demon blinked in reply. "Of course, if you really mind, that's even better. We'll immediately form an Avengers Alliance and take this shitty magazine … "
"Sorry, I don't step on shit."
"It's just a description. This is a career. A great career that reshuffles the cards in the world! Think about it. You're a deputy editor and have the right to decide the suit and number of the cards. Don't you want to change the position of some people? "
The Blood Demon hid the cards in his hand completely and winked at the other side.
"Think about it. You definitely have your own ideas!"
"That's true. For example, the old witch has done so many bad things in the dark. Why should she be in the Plum Blossom Sequence and be a spiritual grandmaster, while I have to be on the same level as a mutant? "
"Heh, heh heh … Anyway, that's right!"
Mister Blood Demon, who was obviously at a disadvantage in the game, used his loud voice as a cover to wipe the bottom of the thigh of the beautiful dealer beside him. When the latter let out a rather slow and muffled groan, he pulled his hand back and blew at the corner of his mouth.
"We're going to turn the world upside down … We're going to win!"
The two thin cards were thrown down with a loud bang. On the green velvet gambling table, the open and hidden cards that had already been distributed, and even the old and new cards that had already been stacked, all of them trembled, and it was as if they were fried and flipped over …
The kind that flipped over …
"Oh my, I've used too much force … But it's this force that gives me the ability to turn stone into gold, hahahaha!"
In his insincere reaction, the surreal scene that Blood Demon single-handedly created caused the female dealer by the gambling table to be dumbfounded, and she began to doubt her life. It also scared the masseuse on the other side. As she cried out in surprise, she withdrew her hand and retreated, but the lady with thick makeup in front of her pressed down on the back of her hand and placed it on her shoulder.
The masseuse's right hand was grabbed, and she quickly reacted to the situation. "I'm sorry, Madam Mora …"
As she spoke, she tried to withdraw her hand, but Madam Mora who was in front of her pressed down on her hand with surprising strength. She even had the extra strength to use her thumb to gently caress the back of her hand.
The masseuse was a little surprised, but she could be considered to be experienced and knowledgeable. She immediately made the most professional choice. As if nothing had happened, she even put back her left hand that she had already withdrawn and continued with her previous work. As for what would happen to the nature of her work after this, it was not something that she could control.
Generally speaking, she did not reject having sex with the female clients she served, as long as the money was sufficient. For a client like Madam Mora who was not bad looking and whose skin was so good that it was against the rules, it was practically an extra privilege in the workplace.
Even though everything before his eyes was a little magical.
'Why … only a little?'
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