They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 147 Fraud, this is fraud!
While it was still early, Riya went out and found a shop near a lot of people, and started setting up her own stall.

There was a square piece of cloth in front of him. On the cloth were a stack of playing cards, a dove and three identical boxes.

There was the aroma of a barbecue stall nearby.

Someone was curious about what was on Riya's side and walked up to him and asked, "What kind of activity is this?"

When Riya saw her first customer, she introduced her business in a friendly manner: "In front of me are several magic games. You can choose a playing card and let me guess what it is. If I can't guess it, then you can You will receive a Shivall.

The second time you shuffle the cards, you will get two Shivalls, the third time four, the fourth time eight, and so on, but if I guess correctly, you only need to pay me thirty Shivalls. "

"In the second game, you can spend thirty Swaar to watch the pigeon next to me perform acrobatics."

"The third game is that I put a piece of paper in a box and move the box. If you can still identify which box the paper is in, it will be yours. Of course, this game requires fifty Swales at a time. .”

"Are you interested in giving it a try? Friend."

Ria's tone was very sincere, and the customers looked at him with obvious surprise. He felt that this was a game where the customers could make a profit without losing money, and he didn't know if this person who looked like a street magician was out of his mind. question.

"I choose the first one."

"Thank you very much for your business."

Ria asked the other party to take the stack of playing cards and check them freely, and then select cards from them after the other party confirmed that they were correct.

The man thought for a moment and pulled out one: "I choose this one."

"I guess the two of black diamonds."

"Wrong, it's the five of hearts."

Ria made a mistake the first time and handed the other person a coin as requested.

The man received the coin and became a little excited: "Next one."

"The number should be eight?"

"No, it's the seven of red diamonds."

Riya paid the other party two coins.

"continue."

"King of spades?"

"Jack of Spades"

Riya paid the other party four coins.

He guessed the next one: "Black and white clown?"

"Wrong, it's a colorful clown."

Riya paid the other party eight coins.

The game is still going on, and Riya's next guess is still wrong. The other party shuffles the cards and happily looks at the sixteen Shivalls handed over by Riya, which add up to thirty.

After that, there are 32, 64, 120 eight, 250 six... This number will become immeasurable as the game continues.

Moreover, the chance of Riya guessing the number is quite low, which means that the game will be guaranteed to make a profit without losing any money.

The customer is getting more and more excited: "Next one."

"I guess black and white clowns." Ria concluded.

The opponent was stunned and turned over the cards. It was indeed the black and white clown.

Now according to the rules, he needs to hand over thirty Swaar to Riya, which is equivalent to the previous process being in vain.But this customer was not discouraged at all. He believed that all this was just a coincidence. He could make a fortune by asking Riya to guess cards, so he shouted to continue. Of course Riya welcomed it, but he just adjusted himself slightly. Card guessing accuracy.

Whenever the opponent feels that they have a winning streak, they will suddenly lose once and then hand over thirty Swaar. Often the winnings are not as much as what was handed over, but sometimes it can reach more than 100, and then they lose everything.

Finally, the man looked at his wallet distressedly and realized that it was almost empty.

He should be angry, should be cheating, but at this moment, looking at the magician tossing a coin around in front of him, he couldn't get angry at all, and he even felt that this was all his luck.

"Oh, my fortune is so bad today!"

“Don’t be discouraged, go buy a barbecue and relax.”

Riya comforted him, and then walked to the barbecue stall nearby and used metal tongs to flip the pieces of meat. At this time, the fire was just right, and the meat beside the iron rack was grilled to a sizzling sound, and the aroma was overflowing.

Seeing the surprised look from the other side, Riya immediately introduced to the other side: "This is my side job. In addition to performing magic, I also rented a shelf to sell kebabs part-time.

By the way, the self-service drink stall over there is also mine. If you want to drink something, you can buy it from there. After we are full and drunk, we can continue to try other magic games. "

The guests opposite were stunned.

He showed Riya his impoverished wallet and ran away in a panic. Others who had watched the excitement for a long time immediately gathered around him impatiently.

They all despised the person just now who was so unlucky that he had an opportunity to make money right in front of him but didn't know how to cherish it.

If this opportunity is given to them, they can maximize their benefits.

In response, Ria just showed a standard smile.

Who says magic can't be called "deception".

Sometimes people are very simple at heart and only see immediate benefits. After experiencing this baptism, I believe they will be wary of certain "scams" in the future.

"Being greedy for cheap will lead to disaster. This time the money will be used as tuition. I hope they can learn smarter next time."

A few hours later, there were far fewer people in front of Riya. It was estimated that those who had been fooled never wanted to see him again.

However, Riya still collected faith, but she just didn't activate those faith.

He sat at a stall on the street, and there was finally no one in front of him.

The sound of a saxophone instrument came from not far away.

The music was completely out of tune, and it sounded like it was very difficult for the owner of the instrument to just play it, let alone play the rhythm.

Ria looked up and saw that the man was wearing sunglasses and tattered clothes, and there was a box at his feet——

He is a beggar who does art to survive.

"It's not easy for him to perform... Let's give him some money." Riya thought for a while, walked to the opposite side and put some coins in the other person's begging box, then raised her head, walked to him and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"That's all I can do. By the way, can I ask you a question?"

The man stopped playing, as if wondering what question Riya might ask.

Riya slowly reached out and touched the other person's face. The next second, he suddenly thrust his fingers and tentacles into the other person's face, and tore off his skin completely, leaving only a part of the connecting skin gap. Completely out of touch.

"It seems I saw it wrong. It's strange. Everyone looks like a white mask to me now."

Riya's expression seemed to be very confused. He didn't expect that this person was completely normal. At this time, the other person was covering his face and screaming in agony. The ground, body, and everywhere were covered in scarlet.

Without the cover of his eyelids, the pupils of his eyeballs kept shrinking, bloodshot eyes quickly climbed up to the whites of his eyes, and his sunglasses fell to the ground and shattered.

(End of this chapter)