The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

Scratch tickets, which are very common in both the Celestial Empire and Japan.

This lottery is very cheap, and the winning rate is not low, but most of them are small prizes of 50 yen or 100 yen, and it is simply delusional to want to get rich by scratching the lottery!

However, for Ou Huang, who has opened a hanging, the problems that can be solved with money are not a problem!

“Come on…”

Picking up a 100-yen coin, Kazumi gently scraped the coating on the lottery ticket, and the wretched shopkeeper with a crooked mouth and pockmarked face looked at Kazumi Makoto with contempt in his eyes.

Coming to bet on the lottery so young? It’s also a waste when you grow up.

He has been the manager of a lottery shop for more than ten years, and he has never seen anyone who can win the jackpot with scratch music! The odds of winning the lottery are less than one in a million, and you want to get rich by buying lottery tickets? That’s stupid.

“One.”

However, Kazumi gently scraped the coating of a lottery ticket and threw it in front of the store manager.

“10,000 yen, winning”

“Huh?” The shopkeeper was instantly stunned, the expression on that pockmarked face was very funny, his mouth was wide open, and his jaw was spasming and cramping.

“I really won the lottery???”

“The second one, hey…” Kazumi Cheng threw another lottery ticket, looking at the words on the red card, the shopkeeper covered his heart, and his heart seemed to stop.

“50,000 yen grand prize”

Then, there was the third and fourth tickets, both of which were just a small prize of 1,000 yen.

“How is this possible…” Watching Hequan Cheng neatly scratch open one lottery ticket after another, the shopkeeper looked at this scene in confusion, he no longer knew how to react, he could only watch Hequan Cheng show his immortal operation.

“Fifth, this is good…”

Casually placing a red card in front of the store manager, Kazumi Makoto was not afraid that this guy would grab the lottery ticket and escape, behind him, the black ghost was standing quietly, ready to teach this wretched shopkeeper a lesson.

“2 million yen jackpot”

This is the biggest prize that can be shaved in this 100-yen scratch music, and only a few people win each year.

“Can you still scratch the jackpot of two million yen?” Wzumi muttered softly, he picked up a hundred yen coin and scratched open several more scratches in succession.

One, two, three….

After that, all scratches were two million yen jackpots, a total of six, for a total of twelve million yen.

“……”

Looking at this scene, the owner of the lottery shop was already stunned, and he looked at the pile of lottery tickets in front of Hequan Makoto, and couldn’t help but mutter

:

“How is this possible? How is this possible? How is this possible!!! ”

“However, this is the reality, hurry up and redeem the money.”

Kazumi Makoto was still flat, and to him, this was just a basic operation.

Even the koi in those Weibo lotteries are completely inferior to him in the state of “full European qi”.

In the state of “full European qi”, Hequan Cheng can draw treasures with a probability of one in a million, and can also play mahjong and a patrol Manguo Shi matchless.

“You must be a liar! What means did you use? Immediately afterwards, the lottery shop owner cried out in a lost voice, and Kazumi pointed to the code coating on the back of the lottery ticket and said to the shop owner:

“You can use the computer to check if these lotteries are real.”

“I don’t believe it! You must have done it! I’m going to call the police, yes, call the police!!! ”

The lewd lottery shop owner now showed madness, while the corners of Kazumi Makoto’s mouth raised, revealing an expression that knew so.

He knew very well that playing this kind of lottery operation to win consecutive lotteries would definitely be misunderstood by this shop owner as a means.

However, now that he has the power, he is not afraid that this shopkeeper will break his word.

“Shhh!!!hh

A huge force came from the shopkeeper’s neck, and then his whole person rose sharply and hit his head on the roof.

“Uh-uh

His neck was pinched by an invisible palm, and a tingling pain above his head brought the shopkeeper back to his senses.

He hung in the air, looking at the boy standing with his back to his back, and couldn’t help but tremble with fear.

“Ghost… Ghost! You are a devil…”

“No, you are mistaken.” Kazumi Makoto shrugged, he looked at the ugly-faced man, and said with a disdainful smile: “You can think of me as a yin-yang master, a Taoist, or a psychic master, but I am not one of those despicable ghosts. ”

“Yes… It’s…” The shopkeeper was pinched by the neck, his face had turned sauce color due to lack of oxygen, and with a “pop”, he was thrown to the ground by the black ghost.

“My lord, Lord Onmyoji! Spare your life! Spare your life! ”

The wretched shopkeeper, who was still very arrogant just now, now showed a look of horror.

In this endless game copy of demons and monsters, the Yin-Yang Master who masters the ability to lower demons and voldemons is definitely not something that a small person like him can provoke.

“So, redeem these lottery tickets first.”

Kazumi Makoto said flatly, while the lewd store manager begged with a crying voice:

“No, my lord, spare me…”

“I don’t have that much money here…”

“Really?” Looking at this man with tears and snot on his face, Kazumi Makoto asked, “How much money can you shell out now?” ”

“I…” The shopkeeper paused slightly, hurriedly opened the drawer, and handed over the stacks of yen inside in both hands:

“Sir, I only have more than 500,000 yen in my shop, there is no bank in this town, and there is no credit card machine in the store, so spare me…”

“Really?” Hearing this, Kazumi Makoto sighed, he confirmed that he might not be able to squeeze more oil and water on this guy.

In desperation, he had to put away the small pile of green Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Ji 10,000 yuan bills, casually dropped a 2 million yen scratch ticket ticket, put away the rest of the tickets, glanced at this wretched shopkeeper who only promised, and said

“The remaining yen in this ticket, you help me bring it up, put it in the store and wait for me to pick it up, well…”

Kazumi Makoto paused slightly: “The 100,000 yen in it is your tip, don’t play tricks, otherwise…”

“Yes, Onmyoji-sama! Even if I smash pots and sell iron, I will definitely scrape together enough money! ”

The wretched shopkeeper said as he lay on the ground and kowtowed, looking like a frightened bird.

For these mortals who have no power, a figure like Hequan Makoto who can kill him is absolutely irresistible.

“Hmm.” Bowing his head slightly, Kazumi Cheng ignored this lewd and ugly guy, he separated the stack of 10,000 yuan bills in his clothes pocket, and then swaggered out of the lottery shop.

Leaving the wretched middle-aged shopkeeper, looking at the empty drawer and crying without tears.

“That bandit…” Seeing that Kazumi had walked away, he scolded and wanted to take out his mobile phone to alert the police station.

However, thinking of Kazumi’s powerful ability, he hesitated for a moment, then turned on the computer and looked up the number on the lottery.

“This…”

Looking at the data displayed on the computer web page, the shopkeeper looked shocked.

He pinched the red piece of paper, bit his lip in horror, and said in disbelief

“Unexpectedly… Really won the lottery? ”

“What kind of joke, it must be a trick, it must be that Onmyoji hallucinating me…”

“No, I’m going to find a psychic to exorcise the demon…”

……

A moment later, Kazumi Makoto walked alone on the streets of the town.

Although this town is gray, it has a gloomy feeling, and most of the passers-by on the streets are also elderly people, which always makes people feel a faint gloom.

But the town is full of everything, from the love hotels on the street, to exquisite Chinese restaurants, and even met a gangster and a custom shop with red lanterns.

“Before eating, do a warm-up activity.”

Kazumi Makoto said, behind him, the black ghost suspended quietly, it raised its hand, and the bands wrapped around its arm gently floated, pointing straight to a deep alley in the distance.

“Come on…”

The corners of his mouth raised, and Kazumi showed a mocking smile, and he pushed his glasses, the lenses reflecting the dim daylight.

Then, walk towards the alley without hesitation.

“Snap! Syllable! Syllable!!! ”

A crash sounded deep in the alley, of course, not the sound of doing some favorite piston movement, but the sound of slapping a leather ball.

The alley was very dark, with three or four stories of houses on both sides, and Izumi walked calmly, this alley seemed to have an endless length, so that he could not walk.

“Gollum—”

A sphere, rolling from the depths of the alley, crashed into Kazuizumi’s feet.

“This is…” He leaned down and gently picked up the sphere, which was the head of a small child.

“Little brother.” The little girl’s head opened her mouth, and scarlet blood spilled: “Have you found my body?” ”

Feeling the faint wetness in his arms, the corners of Izumi’s mouth twitched slightly, he stared at the little girl’s head, and in the distance, there was also the sound of clicking footsteps.

A small headless figure, holding a sharp wood-chopping axe, seemed to walk towards him slowly.

“Little brother, have you found my body?” The little girl’s head in her arms was still gushing blood, and the sticky blood was as piercing as ice, which made Kazumi Makoto feel numb.

However, this is not the point.

The headless little girl’s body was already wielding a sharp wood-chopping axe and slashing at Hequan Makoto’s crotch!

“your old mother!!!!!!”

Looking at the target of the little girl’s axe, Kazumi Makoto finally couldn’t bear it anymore, and behind him, the black ghost was like a cheetah, and instantly rushed up, smashing a punch on the little girl’s collarbone.

Then, the headless body of the little girl tumbled and collided, crashing around like a volleyball in this dark alley, and the girl’s head in Kazumi’s arms spewed out a mouthful of fishy blood.

“Lao Tzu’s clothes, ah, ah, ah!!!”

Feeling his shirt and slacks gradually stained red with blood, and Izumi roared angrily, he casually threw the head of the little girl in his arms, and the black ghost also rushed up in response and swung his fist at the head in midair!

“Wu Wei Wu !!!!!!Wu

In an instant, the little girl’s head was smashed against the wall, and one after another black steel fists were like pile drivers, smashing on the girl’s face, smashing it, smashing it, smashing it flat!

Blood, spilled in the alleys.