The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 3 The gluttonous feast
Dead silence.

At this moment, the air was solidified by a substance called embarrassment.

"Uh... performance artist?"

After a while, Miss Zhou Zhou twitched her mouth with a disfigured face.

She seems to have had a pretty bad experience with a creature known as a "performance artist".

With a slight smile, Mo Zhen no longer wastes his time with these mediocre people who are wrapped in fame and fortune.

Turning his head, he teased the little girl who had been taciturn.

"Little sister sitting over there, don't be cool alone, let's chat together, maybe we will help each other later!"

The other party looked up at Mo Zhen, and responded with an indifferent expression.

"Show, pro gamer."

professional player?

In Bluestar, where game entertainment is highly developed, game events and various derivative industries are extremely mature.

Only practitioners who participate in various competitions in the club will call themselves [professional players].

Hearing the other party's words, Mo Zhen gasped and said with admiration.

"Oh, it sounds so powerful, no wonder you haven't spoken... master, always taciturn and serious!"

Hearing Mo Zhen's heartfelt admiration, Miss Zhou Zhou also praised delicately.

"Wow! Little sister, you are so powerful, I might have to rely on you later, sister!"

Hearing these praises, although Xiu's face became more and more indifferent, her eyes began to brighten.

Only the man sitting in the corner glanced at Mo Zhen calmly, because he could hear that this guy spoke in a strange way, and was always mocking others with a high self-esteem.

Like a tacit understanding, Mo Zhen met the man's eyes at this moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, like a stage host pointing at him and shouting loudly.

"Hey, it's your turn! Time to introduce yourself to everyone!"

The man sitting at the corner of the table showed a polite smile, and when he was about to speak, the door of the banquet hall opened.

A man with a shady face appeared grandly in a black costume, followed by an orchestra, the simple appearance was particularly powerful.

Mo Zhen's face suddenly became gloomy. This scene was like the head teacher suddenly appeared when the young lovers were chatting passionately.

A certain terrifying expression flashed across Mo Zhen's face, but the next moment he restrained his expression.

He put on an appearance of sitting upright, and quietly looked at the baron from the corner of his eye.

The baron's face can be described as rugged. The inverted triangular head has distinct edges and corners. The body below the neck is completely covered in black Chinese clothes. Based on Mo Zhen's experience, it is speculated that the person hidden here should not be a human being. parts.

After Baron Snake took his seat, he waved his hand lightly to disperse the band composed of murloc subordinates, with a smile on his face.

"Hiss——welcome to my dinner party, I am the master of this territory, Baron Snake!"

"Clap clap clap clap-"

After the other party finished introducing himself, Mo Zhen immediately applauded enthusiastically, with a sincere smile on his face.

The sudden applause made Uncle Chen turn pale with fright.

His mental value dropped instantly, hovering from 80-90 to more than 60 in an instant.

"Hey... can you keep your focus? With a young man who is startled like you, uncle, I am really scared to pee..."

Miss Zhou Zhou was also taken aback, and cursed secretly in her heart.

"Grass—the performance artist of the mud horse! There is no normal person at all!"

The man sitting in the corner didn't say a word, but applauded along with Mo Zhen.

At this moment, the smile on Baron Snake's face became more and more obvious. When he looked at Mozhen, the look in his eyes was like an otaku seeing some kind of body pillow.

Everyone's words and deeds were silently observed by Mo Zhen, and then Mo Zhen stopped applauding in good time and let Baron Snake continue to speak.

"Hiss—before the dinner, we will play a small game. The content of the game is very simple. I will ask you to answer. If you answer correctly, you will not have to answer the question. If you answer wrong, there will be a small punishment. After the three questions are over, the dinner will begin. !"

game?

Mozhen's eyes were burning with joy, and after waiting for a long time, the real feast finally began!
"Hiss—then I'll start the first question!"

The baron seemed to take a sharp breath every time he said a word.

"May I ask my housekeeper Fisher, is it a man or a woman?"

After listening to the question, Mozhen immediately let out a "hiss—" similar to Baron Snake's.

I didn't expect the first question to be so deep and content.

Gender seems to be a simple alternative, but in fact it is more complicated than imagined.

First of all, physiology and psychology have to be treated separately. If a person has a woman's body and a man's spirit, can you simply define him as a woman?

Mo Zhen bit her finger, unknowingly fell into deep thinking.

The other people obviously didn't think as much as Mo Zhen thought, and they all relaxed when they heard this question.

"Hiss—anyone volunteer to answer this question?"

As soon as the words fell, several voices sounded one after another immediately.

"I come!"

"I-I-I-I-I!"

"I……"

Unexpectedly, the greasy middle-aged Uncle Chen, who was originally timid, was the first to speak out so decisively at this moment.

Miss Zhou Zhou and Xiu also made voices successively.

At this moment, Mozhen was still thinking about the question with ecstasy, and the man sitting at the corner of the table was leaning back against the chair, and had no intention of answering at all.

"Hiss—very good, you're the fastest, oily piece of meat, it's just you!"

Uncle Chen heaved a sigh of relief and spit out the answer non-stop.

"Men! Generally speaking, butlers are held by men, and the tuxedo is also a symbol of men. The etiquette he performed from the beginning to the end is also all men's etiquette!"

Hearing Uncle Chen's answer, Baron Snake had a playful smile on his face.

"Hiss—it's really a high-level analysis, with rigorous logic and sufficient arguments, which is very convincing!"

The greasy middle-aged Uncle Chen lay relaxed on the chair, completely relieved.

Uncle, I took this one!
At this moment, Baron Snake sneered, and his tone changed suddenly.

"But unfortunately, my subordinates are all androgynous, regardless of gender!"

In an instant, Uncle Chen got up from his seat and trembled uncontrollably.

"Ah, this... is this true? It turns out that this kind of existence really exists in this world! Uncle, I really want to..."

As soon as the voice fell, Baron Snake's neck suddenly stretched, and the outer skin was easily torn like a packaging bag, revealing the black scales underneath. staring at each other.

The weird and horrifying scene in front of him horrified this greasy middle-aged fat boy on the spot. He who was immersed in the strange excitement was instantly stunned, his eyes widened and he gasped wildly, looking like he was stuck by someone. It looked like he wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Miss Zhou Zhou screamed crisply, as if she also shouted out Uncle Chen's share.

Mozhen was interrupted by Miss Zhou Zhou's scream, and cast an unhappy glance at the other party, then looked at Baron Snake who showed his true colors, and gently covered his mouth.

Of course, Mozhen wasn't hiding his fear, but his smile.

The petite girl [Xiu] wearing round-rimmed glasses looked cold and stern, leaning against the back of the chair motionless, but her hands trembled uncontrollably.

Only the man sitting in the corner was as numb as a stone.

"Hiss—the punishment is coming, sit down obediently~"

Hearing the baron's shady voice, the greasy middle-aged man was so frightened that he sat motionless in the chair, and some kind of liquid really trickled down his trousers... Cough cough, maybe it was sweat .

Finally, Baron Snake seemed to have admired the other party's frightened appearance enough, and suddenly opened his bloody mouth to swallow him like lightning!
The bloody mouth is definitely not a false finger!This mouth is really as big as a bathtub!

Baron Snake's eyes rolled upwards slightly, and he slowly retracted his neck.

The remains of a greasy middle-aged body were scattered on the blanket like garbage, and the fresh dye made the color of the blanket brighter.

84%, 71%, 56%, 39%…

The mental value is crazy!
Such a violent scene made Miss Zhou almost faint, her body was twitching crazily, as if she wanted to faint but couldn't.

At the same time, Xiu kept a calm face and quietly hid the table knife in his cuff...

Mo Zhen glanced at the man sitting at the corner of the table, he still maintained the same expression, leaning back against the chair as firmly as chess.

Baron Snake glanced at the guests and said with a smile.

"Hiss—the appetizer tastes good, so let's move on to the next question! How many mouths does Grand Duke Vampel have?"

There was no previous scrambling, and there was silence at the table.

(End of this chapter)