Master and gashapon machine cannot have both [unlimited]

As time passed by, the dishes on the plate became less and less, and the screams became lighter and lighter, because all of them went into the man's stomach.

A big bag bulged out of the man's originally flat abdomen, and that bag was still wriggling, and there were muffled screams and wailing sounds from inside.

And the man's face was already swollen, looking like a pig's head.

Cuo Fusheng returned the whip to Shu Sheng, the smile on his face finally gradually disappeared, and his eyes no longer had the crazy and weird look at the beginning.

The players heaved a sigh of relief, the terrible feeling of oppression finally disappeared.

But Yu Nanxue asked: "Are you still angry, do you want to give me another beating?"

Just like a bear parent who dotes on his children.

Cuo Fusheng forgot for a moment that he was still in a cold war with others, shook his head and said: "No need, if you really kill him, who will give the reward later."

How dare you want the other party's reward? !The players couldn't help shivering when they saw the man's resentful gaze.

The reward the other party most wants to give you is probably to reward you with death...

"Let's go, put on makeup." Cuo Fusheng turned his head and smiled innocently, "Don't disturb this gentleman to listen to the music in his stomach, or he will easily suffer from indigestion."

Literally beats the heart.

The players knew it was wrong, but they still had a little sympathy for the man.

It's not good for you to offend anyone, you want to offend this big boss.

Without a man to lead the way, a group of people circled around the castle before finding the so-called dressing room.

Pushing open the door, there are already standing makeup artists equal to the number of players.Seeing the players coming in, the makeup artists showed the same weird smiles.

"Welcome everyone, now please choose a place to sit down, and let us do your makeup."

Shu Sheng trembled, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "These people are so strange, why do they feel so stiff."

Cuo Fusheng also felt this way, and he even felt that the state of these so-called make-up artists was very similar to the spirit beast controlled by "Cuo Fusheng" before.

The eyes are slack, the limbs are stiff, like a marionette.

Randomly picked a seat to sit down, and Yu Nanxue sat next to Cuo Fusheng.

Cuo Fusheng watched a make-up artist walking towards him, with an abnormal enthusiasm on his face.

The makeup artist opened the suitcase, which was full of cosmetic products.

"Sir, your skin is really good." The makeup artist exclaimed excitedly, "And the bones and figure are so perfect, they really fit..."

Before finishing speaking, the makeup artist stopped talking, but still looked at Cuo Fusheng with a strange eagerness.

It's like a starving person staring at a large plate of food.

The hands of the make-up artist trembled a little, and they painted illusory not far from Cuo Fusheng's eyes, and the joy in his voice was hard to hide.

"Sir, your eyes are really beautiful, like gems, and the best gems."

"It's not like something that can be born by human beings. It's almost like someone embedded gemstones in your eye sockets. It's so beautiful."

The more the makeup artist spoke, the more excited he became, the saliva flew out, and the hoarse voice was full of excitement.

Cuo Fusheng felt a little weird, the makeup artist's words seemed to have other meanings.

Especially when it comes to his eyes.

This reminded him of the last dungeon, his clone was obviously the same as him in every way, but the eyes were different.

His eyes were smoky gray, so logically the clones should be as well, but the eyes of the clones were all normal black without exception.

Gem... Cuo Fusheng rubbed his arms, disgusted by the imaginings that popped up in his head.

The makeup artist poured something similar to loose powder through the glove and was about to apply it on Cuo Fusheng's face, with a faint pity that his beloved plaything was about to be destroyed in his eyes.

Cuo Fusheng tilted his head abruptly to dodge, and kicked back.

The makeup artist staggered to the ground, and the loose powder fell on the ground, directly corroding small pits.

At the same time, there were screams of players from other positions, and the sound of corroded "beep".

Cuo Fusheng took a glance, and found that some players failed to avoid the cosmetics, their faces were directly corroded, exposing bones.

Startled, she quickly looked at Yunanxue.

His master has such a pretty face, don't even rub it against him.

Fortunately, Yun Nanxue's reaction was no slower than that of Cuo Fusheng, and the makeup artist who was in charge of the other party had already fallen to the ground.

The rest of the players immediately stood up from their chairs, wary of the makeup artists, and took out their weapons.

"What a bad customer..." The makeup artists stood up at the same time, their limbs still stiff and twisted.

However, their movements are surprisingly consistent, without the slightest difference.

In the next second, the makeup artists attacked the players with all kinds of cosmetics.

The attack power of the make-up artists is actually not high, but after adding the horribly corrosive cosmetics in their hands, it is very dangerous.

A player was accidentally spilled by a bottle of liquid while attacking a makeup artist, and his arm lost all skin and flesh, leaving a white bone.

Shu Sheng dodged the oncoming powder again, with tears in his eyes, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- I do not want to disfigured!"

Although it can recover after leaving the game, the disfigurement is still terrible!And if he was killed directly, he would lose even the chance to play the game.

Cuo Fusheng frowned to avoid a piece of lipstick, and inadvertently met the eyes of a makeup artist.

There seems to be something wrong.

The make-up artists attack very tightly and seem to feel no pain, even if the players directly chop off each other's arms or legs.

Makeup artists will not stop attacking the player as long as they can move.There will be no slowness or hesitation in movement due to wounds.

In this scene, Cuo Fusheng once again thought of the spirit beast controlled by "himself" in the treasure room before, and it was also so brave and fearless.

Because the right to control the body is not in his hands at all, even pain and fear cannot escape, and he can only walk towards destruction in a sober state.

Except... the make-up artist who was in charge of him before, when wrongly kicked the opponent's abdomen, the opponent's movements were indiscernibly slow for a moment, as if he was restrained by the pain in the abdomen.

With this level of suspicion, Cuo Fusheng deliberately picked the makeup artist to attack, and seeing that the other party was constantly slowed down due to injuries, he became more and more sure that the other party was different from other makeup artists.

A knife pierced the makeup artist's shoulder, and Cuo Fusheng faintly saw transparent threads flashing past in the blood.I tried to look again, but couldn't see it.

"He, why is he not moving?" A player exclaimed in surprise not far away.

Cuo Fusheng avoided the things that the make-up artist spilled over, and took a moment to glance at them from the corner of his eye.

It was a make-up artist who suddenly stopped attacking and froze in place holding a cosmetic bottle.

Like a wind-up puppet.

Could it be...

Cuo Fusheng directly threw the curved blade, stabbing firmly into the makeup artist's other shoulder.The make-up artist's face was pale, showing a pained expression.

At the same time, another player exclaimed that several makeup artists had stopped moving.

Cuo Fusheng understood it, looked at the gloomy makeup artist opposite, and raised his eyebrows: "Puppeteer?"

So what the other party didn't finish before meant that he wanted to make him a puppet.

Is he very suitable to be a puppet? Why doesn't he know that he has this talent.How does this puppet master judge?

The makeup artist was not in a hurry when he saw that his identity had been found out.

After taking back all the silk threads, all the puppets stopped for a while and returned to the makeup artist.

The players subconsciously moved behind Cuo Fusheng and confronted the makeup artist.

For a while, the situation was exactly the same as the scene in the treasure room on the first day.

"I don't dare to call myself a puppeteer." The makeup artist fiddled with the silk thread in his hand, and there was a kind of strange worship almost fanatical on his pale and stiff face.

"In the infinite world, the only person who can be called a puppet master is a top player. He killed our most powerful puppet master back then and turned him into a puppet."

Makeup artist Sen Leng's tone was full of yearning and devout worship for the strong, "Compared with his absolute control, our manipulation skills are like children's tricks."

Probably star chasing exists in any world, when the makeup artist mentioned the puppet master, he even forgot that the two sides were still confronting each other, You Sen's eyes stared at little stars.

Players were forced to listen to a 10-minute rant about the make-up artist's pure admiration for the player.

What do you hope to meet with the other party, hope to get advice from the other party, and so on.

"..." Cuo Fusheng thought of the "himself" who passed away in the treasure room, and Shu Sheng's dream of manipulating the other party, and fell silent for a while.

The super powerful puppet master player you mentioned, could it be me?

Yu Nanxue didn't know when she came to Cuo Fusheng's side, and quietly hooked Cou Cuofusheng's hand, leaned over to her ear and said, "Shengsheng, that NPC said that the puppet master should be you, right?"

"..." Cuo Fusheng was so shocked and speechless that he once again forgot that he was still "cold violence" with Yun Nanxue.

The ears that were itchy from the heat trembled, and he turned his head unconsciously and said, "I don't remember, but I think it's pretty close."

Yunanxue's eyes swept over the reddened cute ear tips, she chuckled in her heart, and then quietly moved closer to Cuo Fusheng, the two of them were almost in a half-embracing state at the moment.

"Then do you want to say something?"

When Cuo Fusheng heard it, that's right, if you don't ask for clues that come to you, don't ask for nothing.

So I quickly listed a few questions in my mind that I planned to talk about.

Just about to ask, the make-up artist who was still chattering suddenly stopped talking.

In the sky that the players couldn't see, a system warning appeared.

[Do not disclose other dungeon information to the player. 】

The makeup artist didn't understand what this had to do with other dungeons, after all, the legendary top player had long since disappeared.

Newcomers won't know, only some former bosses will tremble when mentioning each other, for fear that the opponent will suddenly appear from somewhere.

But the system had to listen to what the system said, so the makeup artist immediately stopped talking and returned to the original state.

"I won't waste time with you guys." The make-up artist smiled grimly. "Although my ability cannot be compared with that adult, it is more than enough to deal with you."

"Suffer to death."

After the voice fell, countless silk threads hit the players.

Players who had seen similar scenes in the treasure room showed panic, and scattered to avoid those silk threads, for fear of being stuck in their joints.

At such an urgent juncture, there are three people whose painting styles are particularly different.

Wrong Fusheng, Yu Nanxue, and Shu Sheng.

When Silk Thread met these three people, it was like meeting a natural enemy. It softened at a distance of ten centimeters, trembling non-stop, daring not to come closer.

Shu Sheng was puzzled, when did he awaken some powerful skills?