Quadruple split

Chapter 377 Ye Weiyang (IV)

ten minutes later

After leaving the quiet night court, Mo Tan stretched his body, said hello to the young man who enthusiastically told him where Dong was, and then strolled down the alley toward the trade area.

Although it was already dark, Salamun, as the royal capital, was still bustling with people. Mo Tan quickly left the lonely and deserted road and blended into the crowd in the light spread by the magic crystal lamp. He did not use Baidu. He disguised himself and did not return directly to Liuli Pavilion as his long-term residence. Instead, he walked carelessly to the Adventurer's Guild, which stood beside the canal between the trade area and the old city. The little earth beast with the guild's emblem stopped in front of the car and looked greedily at the cyan crystal adorned on the car door. It was a rather cheap elemental crystal. Its main use was as a medium for low-level wind elemental formations. , such as [Light Feather Technique] and [Slow Fall Technique], which are necessary for well-off people to travel at home.

Mo Tan paused for about twenty seconds, and finally suppressed his copper-smelling expression. Then he took out a short blade shaped like a butterfly knife from under his robe and pointed it towards the largest one on the car door. , the elemental crystal that serves as the center of magic power stretches out...

Click!

The car door was opened from the inside, knocking Mo Tan almost against it. Futaba's baby face, always wearing round glasses, poked out from inside, looking at the sitting figure in front of him with a strange expression. The bitch who fell to the ground gritted her teeth and whispered: "How shameless do you have to be?"

"ah?"

Mo Tan blinked his eyes and shrugged innocently: "I was just passing by, but you slapped the car door on the ground."

Futaba noticed that the short blade in his hand had disappeared silently.

The girl snorted softly and glanced at him with a cold face: "Come in."

"Can't stand up anymore."

Mo Tan hugged his left leg with a painful look on his face and said with a trembling voice, "The leg is broken."

A few small blue veins appeared on Futaba's forehead, and he clenched his fist and shook it at Mo Tan: "Are you coming in? If you don't come in, I'll beat you to death!"

"Hit someone!"

Mo Tan immediately let out a wail, lay down heavily on the ground, then hugged his right leg and started to roll, shouting as he rolled: "It's okay if the female driver who caused the accident doesn't pay her medical bills! She still wants to kill someone and silence her!"

The place was already quite lively. When Mo Tan howled like this, several young people who had just come out of the Adventurer's Guild and happened to pass by Mo Tan hesitated and stopped...

Ding!

A gold coin slipped from the girl's fingers and rolled to Mo Tan's side.

"Well, I'm fine."

Mo Tan picked up the gold coin at the speed of a Thunder annual super member, and then boarded the carriage with a calm smile. He closed the door and bowed slightly to the orange-haired girl in front of him, gazing affectionately at her murderous look. With his eyes wide open, he held Shuangye’s little hand and started to kiss it: "The world is so small, my dear Shuangye..."

Peng! !

A ball of fire exploded from the white and tender little hands, directly blasting Mo Tan's face, which was almost thick enough to block bullets.

"Last time in Zijiu Hall, I was the one who gave you face."

Futaba retracted her hand, sat on the cushion behind her with an unkind expression, and shook her slender neck: "You still want to kiss me on the hand with your face like this?"

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Futaba carefully with a face that was very African. It was not until the latter looked a little embarrassed that he smacked his lips, nodded in agreement: "It's really not that bad." suitable……"

Even with his tone and demeanor, these words gave people the feeling that he had really wronged himself a bit by playing with Futaba with his dignified appearance.

Futaba curled her lips, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the gold coin that Mo Tan held firmly in her hand, and suddenly sneered: "I know why you are so rich."

Mo Tan sat opposite Futaba, grabbed the curtain behind the window, wiped his face, and asked carelessly: "Why?"

"I'm afraid you're not from... hum, forget it."

Futaba shook his head mid-sentence to stop the sarcasm that was about to blurt out, and raised his chin as he rushed out of the car: "You're not being followed, are you?"

Mo Tan didn't care what the other party said, he folded his legs and spread his hands and said, "I don't know."

"You'd better be more serious."

Futaba glared at him, with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Try not to let others discover our cooperative relationship is what you said, right? It's not easy for me to come out of the Red Garden."

Mo Tan looked at her playfully: "Try not to let others find out? Ha...don't you know this very well?"

These words without beginning or end made Futaba subconsciously look away and change the subject: "How is Simon over there?"

"It's done. It's easier than I thought."

Mo Tan yawned lazily and chuckled: "He compromised with a few conditions. Maybe the young lady who was aging before she was old just wanted to find a reason to convince herself to sit back and watch her friend die. .”

Futaba looked happy when Mo Tan said the first half of the sentence, but frowned after the latter finished speaking: "What conditions did you make to him? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Mo Tan gave her a particularly puzzled look and sneered: "We are just partners with the same goal for the time being. I'm not your father. Why do I have to tell you everything in advance?"

Futaba was not angry, and just said leisurely: "Then it's done now. You've finished what you should talk about. Can you tell me now?"

"It's not impossible."

Mo Tan really nodded and said nonchalantly: "There are two more valuable conditions. First, I told Simon that although his good friend Buffy Marshall was doomed, he could do something a little bit when making the matter public. Whitewashing, such as saying that the sale of 100,000 people was said to be the sale of 100 people, etc., and in the end, only those who were indeed suspected of catching and selling slaves were killed. In this way, many members of the Marshall family may not be implicated. , this family, which is one of the foundations of the empire, will not necessarily be destroyed~"

Futaba's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he stood up suddenly as if he was really angry, with real murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and his tone was as cold as the cold winter: "I remember that I should have told you clearly that I want to If the Marshall family is exterminated, I will kill his entire family.”

"oh?"

Mo Tan was still leaning there in a paralyzed position, and said with a smile: "You must know that although Buffy Marshall is the biggest messenger, his family members may not be involved in it. There are old people... uh , seems to be gone, there are children in my family, what if those children are innocent?"

Futaba's eyes were filled with inorganic madness. He gently licked the corners of his thin lips, and his tone suddenly softened: "It doesn't matter. If I say kill his whole family, I will kill his whole family."

"Haha, so reincarnation is also a science these days."

Mo Tan put his hands behind his head and smiled brightly: "Okay, since you said so, then kill his whole family~"

Futaba nodded and sat back down as if nothing had happened. While playing with a strand of orange hair hanging on her shoulders, she asked casually: "So what about your promise to Simon?"

"I just told him that the Marshall family 'may not' be wiped out. There is a 'very high possibility' that the Marshall family name and its corresponding bloodline will be preserved. Buffy Marshall's wife and children are 'very likely' to be innocent." , I will 'try' to ensure that I can fulfill these words."

Mo Tan deliberately emphasized some words, and then smiled: "Have I promised anything?"

Futaba said "Oh" and played with her hair for a while before casually asking: "So you mean that the Marshall family can be destroyed or not, it all depends on your thoughts?"

"No, no, no, I don't have that much energy."

Mo Tan waved his hand quickly and said very humbly: "There is no difference between a thought and a thought. The Marshall family is destined to be destroyed. Even if I really worked hard to make it unable to move its muscles and bones, it is still Destroyed."

Futaba looked at the opponent's face that was actually quite pleasing to the eye but was unusually unbeatable, and said with a playful smile: "Well, as long as you don't prevent me from killing his whole family, then the second one you just mentioned is more valuable. What's the condition'?"

"It's nothing."

Mo Tan opened the window and looked at the adventurers coming and going outside. He replied nonchalantly: "He probably wanted me to prove what capital I had to guarantee this, so he asked a few indirect questions. , and then I dealt with it vaguely, and then everything was fine."

Futaba moved his index finger imperceptibly, and then a small dim fireball appeared in the air. When the warmth completely spread in the cold car, he said with a smile: "But the final result is still killing The whole Marshall family."

"Arch Simon will understand."

Mo Tan pretended to sigh, and his sadness was palpable: "Even if I don't say anything by then, he will definitely understand, and maybe he will comfort me in turn. Tsk, tsk, what a bad fate, Bad End What’s the most annoying thing.”

Although his words successfully aroused Futaba's curiosity, the latter did not continue to ask, because this may involve Mo Tan's fundamental purpose. Although he seemed to know everything just now, then It's just because these things are insignificant to him, but if the fundamental purpose is revealed to Futaba, then huge changes will definitely occur...

It is impossible not to cause trouble for this Tan Mo. It is impossible in this life. Even if I starve to death and jump from the window, it is impossible not to cause trouble.

Futaba was very aware of this, and knew that Mo Tan knew that she had this awareness, so she simply didn't ask any more questions, otherwise she would only be ridiculed in return.

Anyway, as long as it does not conflict with the two goals of successfully completing the 'sanctions' and annihilating the Marshallese clan.

But apart from this, Futaba was also very curious about Archduke Simon's insinuation and Mo Tan's answer, so he simply changed the topic to this and asked seemingly casually: "How did you..."

"It has nothing to do with you."

As a result, Mo Tan had no intention of letting her finish her sentence.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, three long and three short followed by two long and one short followed by one long and two short.

"There's something wrong with you..."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes at Futaba, knowing without even a second thought who was behind this deceptive code.

The latter ignored him, just opened the car door and asked Cassie, who was waiting outside, "Appeared?"

"Appeared."

Cassie nodded and said concisely: "Not long after Mr. Tan Mo left Mi Yeting, a relatively... burly middle-aged orc woman appeared there. She whispered something and was led inside by the guards. , stayed for about ten minutes and then left."

He was simply stating the facts without adding any of his own thoughts.

"Only for about ten minutes?"

Futaba touched her smooth and white chin and wrinkled her nose: "Have you killed her?"

Cassie shook her head, and her slightly hoarse voice sounded quite sad: "No, although I have been following her since she came out, the person disappeared after turning the first corner."

"Disappeared?"

Futaba pursed her lips and asked, "How did you disappear?"

"have no idea."

Cassie shook her head again and said in a deep voice: "She was out of my sight for at most half a second, but when I opened the angle and looked over there again... there was nothing."

Futaba curled her lips and waved her hands: "Okay, I have nothing to do today. You can go directly back to the Red Garden."

Cassie, who was wearing a black mask, frowned: "Then over at Mercury Court..."

"It's okay, I have plans."

Futaba rolled her eyes impatiently and hummed: "I don't blame you this time. Things are so weird. Anyone will be lost. Get out of here. I'll be back soon."

Then she slammed the door shut with a bang.

Only then did Mo Tan shake his head and sigh: "Your attitude is not good. In the blockbusters I watched in the early years, usually such domineering female bosses had long breasts and thighs, heavy makeup, and leather whips... "

A ball of water as big as a person's head quickly smeared on his face, gathering together and never dispersing.

"Gulu gulu..."

Mo Tan's head, which looked strangely proportioned in the water polo, shook a few times, then opened his mouth and spit out a few small bubbles.

Futaba sneered and snapped her fingers.

Wow...

The water ball suddenly exploded and quickly merged into the air, as if it had never appeared before.

"That's a good move."

Mo Tan, who was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen, was breathing heavily while expressing his praise. After a while, he said with a smile: "I have seen the middle-aged female orc that Mr. Cassie mentioned just now. .”

"What a coincidence."

Futaba raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "I've seen it too, the location is..."

"Crown Avenue."

The two said in unison.

Shuangye looked at Mo Tan with a gloomy expression: "You were indeed watching me nearby that day."

"Yes, so you are really lucky."

Mo Tan grinned with an eight-toothed smile and chuckled, "It's a dog's life~"

"What do you mean...wait a minute, under the basket of fruit she was carrying..."

"That's right. If I hadn't teased you into using detection magic, you would probably have been killed right then and there."

Futaba was silent for a while, then said with waning interest: "I know, get out of here."

"I guess that person is..."

"See you later."