Mingfeng Bank 11

Apart from Su Yuan and No. 07, the other two players were assigned to insurance and pawnshop respectively.

Pawnshops are the easiest places to fall into traps. Strange people will deliberately pawn things that are not what they want, which is exactly what suits No. 09.

Because he possesses a blood-red, eerie eye.

Night fell.

The bright white lights in the bank lobby turned into a bright green light.

The hall was quiet.

The entrance to the VIP room on the second floor.

Number 07 held the plate, looking nervous.

"Number 04, you, you don't need to be afraid."

Number 07's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst, and he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of saliva.

She speaks in a stammering manner, yet she's not afraid.

Su Yuan found it inexplicably ridiculous and held out her hand, "Or can I have it?"

Number 07 firmly refused, "No, no need."

He knew that number 04 was formidable, but he was a man after all, and he couldn't let a girl take the lead.

If word gets out, he'll be laughed at to death by his classmates.

In this bizarre world, Number 07's behavior was undoubtedly naive and foolish. Su Yuan didn't say anything more and simply pushed open the door.

Inside the VIP room, Lin Ye sat opposite a strange man dressed in a tuxedo.

Su Yuan winked at Lin Ye and stood beside him, ready to be at his beck and call.

Number 07 was responsible for delivering the tray to the bank's distinguished guests' table, squatting down to prepare to place it on the table.

"Dear guest, this is a late-night snack specially prepared by the bank for you."

Long, slender, sharp fingers lifted the lid of the meal.

A whole plate full of eyeballs was piled up too high and became unstable. The top bloody eyeball "plop" fell to the ground near number 07's feet.

Number 07's heart was pounding.

What he was holding in his hands was a whole plate of fresh eyeballs!

"Hehehe—"

"Oh dear, one fell. What a pity."

The VIP's sharp fingers slid back and forth, the pointed fingertips instantly meeting No. 07's eyeballs at a distance of just the thickness of a sheet of paper.

Number 07 was sweating profusely.

Oh no, he's about to lose an eye just as he stepped inside.

Number 07 didn't dare to move at all, not even blink, for fear that the sharp fingertips would pierce his eyeballs.

"Give me your eyeballs in return."

The distinguished guest is waiting, waiting for No. 07 to offer his eyeballs.

The moment he blinks, his fingertips will poke out his eyes.

Bloody eyeballs... just thinking about them makes me crave them.

The Weird enjoys teasing its prey, and the higher the level of the Weird, the more it enjoys it.

But he simply couldn't hold on any longer!

Having one eye is better than losing your life!

His eyelids felt like they were weighed down by a thousand pounds; little by little, he couldn't help but squint, wanting to close them completely.

Just as he closed his eyes, a woman's voice suddenly rang out.

"Distinguished guest, it's just one eyeball."

"My colleague is really stupid. If he lost his eyes, he probably wouldn't pass his internship."

Number 07 was panting heavily; were his eyes still open?!

Lin Ye stared at Number 07, very dissatisfied that Number 04 had stood up for someone else and disturbed the distinguished guest.

"Number 04." His voice was filled with a strong warning and displeasure.

The distinguished guest's hands suddenly trembled, and he even took off his top hat.

Beneath the gold monocle were a pair of pale gray eyes filled with shock.

"Yes, it's you!"

"You're still alive!"

[Holy crap, this guest looks familiar. Anyone else who watched "Uprooting the Willow Tree" from the very first dungeon? Raise your hand if you agree!]

[Wait, last time it was a black screen, this time it's completely silent?]

[Didn't I turn off the sound? I did! What are they saying? They're treating us like outsiders again.]

The live stream only showed the video; the audio was cut off instantly.

The butler stood up solemnly and gave Su Yuan a standard bow. "Madam, it is my honor to see you again."

"My master has been searching for you."

Number 07 was completely shocked. Husband, wife?

Number 04 isn't a player?!

He knelt on the ground, afraid to move, lest the strange creature notice him again.

Su Yuan never expected that the strange world was interconnected.

Seeing an old acquaintance from the first instance again gave me a strange sense of security.

It's just a pity that it wasn't Igoris.

"Mr. Butler, it's been a long time."

More than half a month has passed since the first bizarre dungeon.

The butler sighed, "The last time I saw Madam was three years ago."

three years?

Su Yuan was stunned.

The time in the bizarre world is different from human time, meaning that the bizarre world grows at a rate far exceeding human expectations.

Lin Ye suddenly spoke, his expression sinister and terrifying, "Does our esteemed guest know one of our bank's sales representatives?"

The butler chuckled twice. "My lord has chosen Mingfeng Bank as his financial agent, and that's where I met the lord's wife."

"It seems our Crimson Manor and your Dark Fortune Bank are quite destined to meet."

"Oh? I see." Lin Ye's gaze fell on Su Yuan, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

The gaze was cold and sticky.

Su Yuan trembled, so focused on Igris that she forgot about the person in front of her.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, and she felt inexplicably guilty. "Mr. Butler, you don't need to call me that."

"You are Madam. I have not made a mistake. Everyone in Crimson Manor knows that you are the Lord's new wife."

The steward seemed somewhat agitated, "If the lord knew you were here, he would definitely come looking for you immediately."

"I will inform the lord immediately."

"Please allow me to leave for a moment, Mr. Manager." The butler gave a gentlemanly bow and hurriedly left the VIP room.

Lin Ye stood up, as if to see him off.

"Number 07, get out."

Number 07 couldn't stand it any longer; he wished he didn't have ears.

If player number 04 isn't a player, then what is she?

God!

Is it extremely high-risk?

The door closed again.

Lin Ye loosened his tie, his expression sinister. "I had no idea that my intern saleswoman was actually the lord's wife."

Then what is he?

A pastime? A hobby?

System: [Host, the target's excitement level is rising rapidly!]

Excitement level?

Su Yuan's mind raced, and she finally came up with a bold guess.

Unfazed by the laughter, her delicate face radiated the aura of someone in a superior position as she directly confronted Lin Ye.

"My dear bank manager, are you jealous?"

Lin Ye suddenly laughed. He didn't think he would be jealous of an intern salesperson.

He was angry that he had been deceived.

Yes, that's right, she shouldn't have lied to herself.

Those who lie must be punished.

His cold fingers gripped Su Yuan's slender neck tightly; with just a little force, he could easily take her fragile life.

The lord of Crimson Manor is incompetent; he just lets her, so fragile and vulnerable, wander outside.

"Number 04, I hate being lied to the most."

Su Yuan held Lin Ye's hands in both of hers, as if tracing the outline of his hands, and replied perfunctorily, "Um, um, I know."

"I mean it all."

A warm, tingling sensation spread across the back of Lin Ye's hand, making him feel as if he were being electrocuted.

He gritted his teeth and warned, "Don't touch me!"

Not only was Su Yuan unafraid, she took advantage of the situation and climbed onto his neck.

She reached up with both hands, her slender neck pressed against his cold palms.

[Host, the target's excitement level is skyrocketing, it's getting out of control!]