Quadruple split

After a brief trance, Mo Tan arrived at the other party's private room in the public space. It was a slightly dark and modern room. It was very spacious and had obviously been expanded. Whether it was the walls, floors or The ceiling is all pure black with fluorescent green that can replace the lighting. There is a circular sofa bed in the center that looks very comfortable. It is filled with strange-shaped curious figures and macaron-shaped cushions. , exuding a sense of depravity that you will sink into as soon as you fall on it, which is similar to the bed we just left when we were forced to get up early.

In addition, there is a small bar in the corner of the room, which looks very much in the style of the 1980s. The theme color is a dim yellow that clearly contrasts with the surrounding atmosphere and makes people feel warm. There is a wine cabinet at the back. It is filled with Dr.Pepper, and the ratio of original flavor, cherry flavor, original diet flavor, and cherry vanilla flavor diet is 4:3:1:2, which shows that the owner's demand for sugar is not low.

In addition to the bed with a high presence and the small bar with a rather subtle atmosphere, there is also a small square table that looks like it should be specially used for eating snacks. It is surrounded by various styles, flavors, and snacks. There are snacks from various countries and eras, from the most popular Gugu fruit juice candy (endorsed by Gugu Jiang) to the almost extinct chocolate champagne, industrial brushed candy, and ancient plum candy. It can be done outside of games. Solo exhibition.

As for the rest of the room, it is made up of a large number of monitors, handles, keyboards, and threads of various styles. These gadgets are either hung in the sky or thrown on the ground. Only a few can be placed among those randomly placed. It occupies a place on the table, and there is usually a matching home console next to it. It can be seen that the homeowner plays games on it.

"how to say……"

Mo Tan, who was directly refreshed next to the bar, raised his eyebrows, sat lazily on a chair nearby, then leaned to the side and sighed: "It's so boring because it's not unexpected at all. This place is so boring." .”

The girl who was also sitting next to the bar, with her signature long orange hair hanging loose, and who didn't look very intellectual even though she was wearing glasses, grinned and glanced down at Mo Tan: "Are you comfortable?"

“Feel like home.”

Mo Tan, who was resting on the other person's thigh, first praised him and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: "It's just a bit awkward. Maybe you can consider gaining weight."

Futaba casually placed the can of Dr.pepper in her hand on the bar, then gently held up Mo Tan's head and bumped her knee on the back of the head: "I don't think I begged you to lie on my lap, right?"

"This place should have a constant temperature of 26 degrees."

Mo Tan yawned, closed his eyes and said leisurely: "But you knew I was coming and still wore it so coolly. If I didn't express it a little bit, wouldn't I be so sorry for your feelings?"

Futaba, who was wearing a black suspender belt, hot pants of the same color and a pair of white sandals, couldn't help but laugh: "Why didn't I see you were so considerate before?"

"Maybe it's because you were a little blind before."

Mo Tan turned over, with his face facing the outside and resting on the girl's legs. He was firmly stuck at the limit that would barely trigger the system's active intervention, and ordered: "Pick my ears for me."

Futaba blinked and asked hesitantly: "Does public space also get dirty?"

Mo Tan chuckled and was about to answer when Dr. Pepper dropped from the sky and poured a drink on him. However, he didn't react much. He just waited patiently for Futaba to finish pouring most of the remaining bottle of drink. He straightened up slowly and playfully licked the corners of his mouth: "Can't bear it anymore?"

"If you give too many benefits, they won't be valuable."

Futaba casually snapped his fingers and activated the homeowner's authority to reset himself and Mo Tan... To put it simply, it was 'drying'. Then he called up the quick shopping panel in the private room and asked Mo Tan. He raised his chin: "What would you like to drink? I'll take it."

As a result, Mo Tan didn't even glance at the menu floating next to him. He just jumped behind the bar with a very coquettish hurdle movement and picked up a can of Dr. Pepper: "I'll just drink this."

"Are you used to drinking?"

Shuangye turned his head and glanced at Mo Tan, waved his little hand to indicate that he also wanted a can, and then said slowly: "Speaking of which, for the sake of that knee pillow just now..."

"Team Fenrir, right?"

Mo Tan pushed the Dr. Pepper in his hand in front of Futaba, and opened another can himself: "Don't worry, if nothing happens, you won't die a second time, in a short time."

Futaba pushed up his glasses with his middle finger and hummed softly: "You are already dead anyway. You can live one more day to earn another day. You can be happy with it."

"That's what you say~"

Mo Tan covered his mouth and laughed, looking at the other party narrowly: "The actual situation is completely different."

"It doesn't matter, you didn't succeed in killing me anyway, right?"

Futaba took a sip of the drink in his hand leisurely, and his tone was even a little cheerful: "You should know very well that if we continue at this pace, the gap between us will only get wider and wider. In fact, from a few months on Since then, you have been unable to threaten me without the help of external force."

Mo Tan laughed and said with a grin: "So this is the reason why you happily accepted my invitation to become a member of the [Harlequin Card]? You want to lend my hand to do things that you can't take care of because of improving your strength?"

"if not?"

Futaba nodded crisply and said bluntly: "My advantage is that my individual strength can steadily crush you, but to maintain this advantage, it is difficult to expand my influence in various senses, and you On the contrary, although they are a weak group, they have a lot of useful chess pieces, so... I will naturally not refuse you to take advantage of me by sending them to my door. Of course, more importantly, I am very fond of this organization. The interest, to be honest, is higher than the Black Sun we have outside the game."

Mo Tan shook his finger and said with a smile: "Is it possible that the reason why Black Sun is not very high-end is entirely because one of its members has lowered its overall quality."

"oh"

Futaba, who believed that his hacking skills would only be higher than his opponent's, not lower than his opponent's, calmly took a sip of his drink: "For example?"

"For example..."

Mo Tan looked at Futaba carefully and said thoughtfully: "Black Sun's average height is around 160 centimeters, and his average bust is A?"

In view of the fact that she was often subjected to such low-level ridicule after entering the Innocence Realm, Futaba did not show any anger, but said lazily: "I have long since stopped expecting you to understand the beauty of exquisiteness. I am now But scarce resources are the kind that can only be found but cannot be found.”

"You need to understand one thing, my dear, 'less' does not mean 'good'."

Mo Tan shook his head and said to Futaba earnestly: "For example, instant noodles without seasoning packets, such as a son without @#, such as an exceptionally flat chest."

Futaba sneered: "You will never give birth to a son."

"The fortune tellers on the Internet said that I am destined to be a daughter, and the probability that the first two children will be daughters is relatively high."

Mo Tanfeng Danyun whistled softly, then held up her chin and sneered: "Oh, I can't afford to raise one these days, how could I give birth to a third child."

Shuangye glared at Mo Tan, curled her lips and said, "It won't matter if we have more children, we are not very short of money!"

The latter immediately glared back fiercely: "Can you feed me more babies?"

The girl had a blush on her face that could be mistaken for the real thing. She flattened her mouth and muttered: "What if we can get it done by then..."

"Then we'll talk about it then."

Mo Tan played Futaba so hard that his head went crazy. Although his expression and tone were fierce, he didn't use any force at all.

All in all, no matter how unpleasant they were scolding each other in their hearts, how much they wanted each other to have a son, or even blocked each other's sex, the two people's performance during this kind of casual play was still extremely sweet.

However, this kind of costless 'adjustment' did not last long. Soon the two of them drank the can of Dr. Peeper at the same time and casually brought the topic back to business——

"Can the den over there in the Free City be repaired quickly?"

Futaba shook her legs impatiently and complained angrily: "I've done a favor this time, can you please be more generous?"

Mo Tan shook his head and said calmly: "It's not difficult if you just pursue speed, but it's different from the City of Miracles, a place full of insincere people. If you rush it too much, you might be fucked by someone at any time. flipped."

"If you don't want to be concerned, just say so."

Futaba didn't like Mo Tan at all, and immediately sneered: "If you are really too busy, hey, do you want me to help?"

In the end, Mo Tan nodded briskly: "Okay, come on."

"You're not so naive that... you think I wouldn't dare kill you if those people are in your hands."

The girl's eyes were cold. Because she felt that she was being looked down upon, she became really angry for the first time today.

Mo Tan shook his head and spread his hands innocently: "No, it's just that I don't plan to stay in the Free City all the time. Even if you finish handling the matters in the City of Miracles as quickly as possible and rush here, by then I’m definitely gone too.”

From the beginning to the end, even in front of the other party's flawless feint of anger, Mo Tan showed no sign of knowing that Futaba could not leave the City of Miracles for the time being because he had to take care of Diana.

It is true that for most people, this level of high-frequency testing and digging holes is really laborious and harmful to the liver, but for these two thoughtful people, this is really just a very common pastime. Just like when we are bored in class, we will subconsciously turn our pen or scribble on the textbook.

"Are you leaving the Free City at this time?"

Futaba was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Are you really not afraid that you'll get lost over there?"

Mo Tan smiled casually, shrugged and said: "If everything is ruined in the safest starting stage, there will be nothing to hope for in the future. Don't worry, it won't be a big problem."

"Expand and tell me."

Perhaps it has become another ghost card on an equal footing with Mo Tan. Futaba, who has been relatively idle recently, suddenly became interested and seemed to be quite interested.

Mo Tan didn't hide it, and explained very thoughtfully: "Do you still remember the little girl who was with me when I was at Violet?"

"Remember, it's called Ai or something."

Futaba nodded, and then suddenly said without waiting for Mo Tan to continue: "Oh, that girl is really suitable for big things, much better than that big-breasted vampire, but I remember she doesn't seem to be in the Harlequin card. .”

Mo Tan smiled and said: "It's not like you have to come in to do things. In short, she is currently watching over the City of Freedom. Although she is far behind Foster, there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Foster Ward is a really good guy."

Futaba nodded with deep understanding and said with emotion: "When you plotted against me before, the peripheral affairs and the things involving the Presbyterian Council... were all handled by him, right?"

Mo Tan glanced at her with some disgust, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, are you holding a grudge?"

"You can rest assured that I have always been very tolerant of intellectual handsome guys who are well-educated, thoughtful, handsome and over 180 centimeters tall."

Futaba waved his hands lazily and glanced at Mo Tan meaningfully: "Completely different from someone else."

Mo Tan immediately put on an angry look and said viciously: "Then it's my freedom to just have a daughter!"

"no!"

Futaba put her hands on her hips, pouted, stared, and puffed out her cheeks in one breath.

"Why are you so fierce! If it doesn't work, just don't do it!"

Mo Tan skillfully put on a henpecked posture, poked the stupid hair on Futaba's head and finally got to the topic of today: "So, you want to team up with me to compete in the world's best martial arts tournament?"

Futaba casually slapped away the opponent's paw, while casually looking at the instant noodles on a monitor not far away and said: "It's not so much that I want to form a team with you, it's more that I don't have anything good at all. choose."

"Not that much."

Mo Tan looked at him with some surprise and laughed dryly: "Don't tell me that you have been playing this game for almost a year and I am still the only one in the friend list."

"joke."

Although there is more than one person in the friend list, Futaba is indeed very poor. She shook her head: "I just can't find the right one, so I plan to make do with it."

Mo Tan held the table with one hand and pulled it out from behind the bar, smiling playfully: "You want to find an honest person to trap, right?"

"Do you have any opinion?"

"No objection, that's fine, but how are you sure I will agree?"

"Oh, forget it."

"Don't introduce me, don't introduce me! Group, group, group, let me tell you that I am a very honest person, and my favorite thing in life is to take over."

"Hmph, that's it. The minimum requirement for the team competition is three people. You can just find anyone."

"It's not a big problem. I do know a few people who meet the conditions."

"As long as you are an individual, you must meet the conditions..."

"You should be thankful that there is no height limit in this competition."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me who you want to get to rub my thigh."

"I know a person named Mu Xuejian. His child is quite withdrawn. If you don't mind holding her back, can we take care of her?"

Chapter 1504: End