Chapter 528 The definition of winning and losing
“This is not a funny joke.”
Futaba looked steadily at the other party’s crazy eyes and said leisurely: “But if this is not a funny joke. If it's a joke, you have to explain to me the purpose of doing this."
Mo Tan leaned back comfortably, leaned on the back of the chair and smiled: "Of course it's not a joke, as for the explanation. Yes, is it really necessary? I just want to ensure that His Majesty Clairvaux's death does not conflict with your purpose of killing Marshall's family."
The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and got over it. After a while, he asked softly: "How can you guarantee it?"
"I promise with my personality."
Mo Tan patted his chest seriously.
“You also have a personality?”
Futaba sneered and scoffed.
Mo Tan nodded matter-of-factly, and then put a smile on his face: "Yes, if I guarantee it with my own integrity or character, then you can take what I said above as a guarantee. It's a fart, but it's 'personality'... I think you can trust me, old man."
"You can call me Futaba or SUN."
The girl pushed up her glasses and looked at Mo Tan coldly: "Who is your old friend?"
Mo Tan smiled. , using the knife that kept jumping and flipping between the fingers of his right hand Peeled an apple for Futaba: "You have the final say, dear."
"I can trust you."
Futaba took the apple thrown by the other party and took a bite. He said angrily: "Two conditions."
At the same time, an elemental scissor hand burning with orange flames appeared in front of her.
Mo Tan whistled and chuckled: "But it doesn't matter."
"The first clause is a verbal agreement. If you break your promise, you will lose this game. "
Futaba wiped his hands on his robe, turned his gaze to the brightly lit camp outside the car window, and said lightly: "Of course, even if you break the contract, I can't do anything to you. "
Mo Tan nodded happily: "Okay, if I break your promise, I will give you my name, address, phone number, photo, and measurements with both hands, and you can do whatever you want."
"Second..."
Futaba nodded absently, yawned and continued: "You must come up with some more convincing reasons to prove that even if Clairva Bresne dies, , the Marshall family will never be able to stand up."
Mo Tan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile: "Is it necessary?"
"Of course, if those people really dare. If you take action , the purpose must be to completely mess up the matter, and then take advantage of the situation to support Rebo Bresne to the top." Futaba curled his lips and said without thinking: "The possibility of killing the donkey is infinitely close to zero. How can you guarantee that the Marshall family will be completely destroyed?"
Mo Tan gently stroked his chin and said with a mean smile: "I thought you preferred to guess by yourself, rather than ask me on the spot."
"You think it's useless."
Futaba snorted angrily and said seriously: "Only in this matter, I must ensure that nothing goes wrong. Since we have come to this step, then absolutely You can’t fail.”
“This is the only thing that is guaranteed to be foolproof…it is absolutely impossible…”
< br>Mo Tan repeated these words jokingly, his eyes gradually became colder, and he said softly: "It's so boring to deal with you in front of me, SUN, you can't even make me feel happy now, this is really A sad thing.”
The girl said nothing, but looked at him with a gloomy expression.
"To be honest, you are really not suitable for socializing with others. Although it is only temporary, you still have a bottom line, responsibility and a disgusting sense of mission, just because of a few people who have been with you for a period of time. He's just a useless data person." Mo Tan's tone was full of malice and sarcasm, and he squinted at the man in front of him. The girl with an evil expression said word by word: "To be honest, I'm really happy that all those people are dead now."
Ned, Yinna, Crabbe, Salazar...
Futaba clenched her fists subconsciously. She knew exactly what the other person was saying, but she had no way to refute it.
"Look at your embarrassed appearance, how funny and helpless."
Mo Tan grinned and continued to whisper like a devil: "You know? , if I wanted to destroy or trick you now, it would be easier than snatching candy from a child. And you, no matter how angry you are, You don’t dare to lift a finger from me now. The reason is very simple. You want to guarantee something... you want certain things to be foolproof... you have exposed all your bottom lines just for some extremely boring trivial matters. You know this very well. You know one thing better than anyone else, and it is this 'clearness' that makes you even more powerless in front of me."
Click!
A round dark yellow stone suddenly hit Mo Tan's hand, breaking two of his fingers and then turned into pure elements and disappeared.
"Who do you think dare not lay a finger on you?"
Shuangye Yinya bit his teeth lightly and looked at Mo Tan coldly: "Do you believe it or not, I will kill you now."< br>
In an instant, countless wind blades, fireballs, ice arrows, and rocks appeared out of thin air. , they slowly rotate around Motan in a complex and unique rhythmic pattern. Although they are all low-level magic, they exude terrifying power and killing intent. At the same time, the condensed dark elements are also removed from It peeled off in the air and turned into chains, tightly imprisoning the latter on the seat.
With just one thought from Futaba, 'Tanmo' can be evaporated in less than two seconds without damaging the environment at all.
"When a person who is proud of his mind and wisdom has tried to use strength to solve a problem, he has completely lost." Despite the desperate situation, Mo Tan's tone was still full of malice. And mocking: "Of course, even if you kill me in anger, I can still forget the armistice agreement and will not define you as a loser on my own initiative, but... my dear, if you now If you want to kill me, you must be mentally prepared that the Marshall family is very likely to escape. If you don't care about this, I will be killed by you happily, and you can even be considered to have won half the game. Let me give you a little bit of information that threatens me but is not too fatal."
Futaba frowned deeply. She knew that the person in front of her was not lying to her, and it was impossible not to do so. Make any provocation while preparing any back-up plan. Since this 'Tan Mo' said that the Marshall family might escape, then if you really dare to kill him, the Marshall family will very likely escape!
Of course, he might be bluffing, but this risk... he couldn't take!
At this moment, Mo Tan also spoke very ‘just right’.
"If you are not mentally prepared, I suggest you get rid of all these messy things immediately."
He laughed happily, even though he was tightly restrained in his seat, facing Despite the threat of death, Mo Tan's expression was like a As calm as a king (who has nothing to do with anything), he said slowly: "Then frankly admit your failure."
Pa~
The next second, in the crisp sound of finger snaps, The magic around Mo Tan and the restrictions on him disappeared at the same time.
“Choose wisely.”
Mo Tan took out a bottle of life potion from his bag and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Although I don't appreciate it very much."
"Oh?"
Futaba's expression suddenly became ice-cold. Melted, she smiled sweetly, leaned forward and asked: "Why?" Mo Tan gently helped the girl brush away a strand of hair from her forehead, and smiled: "Because it is a good thing to admit failure frankly. , but it will make someone who has always cared about you sad.”
“It’s really hard for you to care about me so much.”
Futaba quirked up the corners of her mouth playfully, gently swatted away Mo Tan's claws that were trying to hook her chin, and asked in a leisurely tone: "But who told you that I lost?"
The latter choice He raised his eyebrows: "Does this mean that a duck has a tough mouth?"
"No, no, no, dear BLACK, you made a mistake."
Futaba stood up and gently Patting Mo Tan's cheek, he said with a smile: "That is the definition of failure."
Mo Tan looked at Shuangye unmoved and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you call failure If there is only the option of 'being caught by the other party's true identity', I can tell you clearly that it is the hardest thing to do."
"Of course not."
The girl shook her head slightly, covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Let's put it this way, in your eyes, the reason why I failed is because I exposed my bottom line for some practical reasons. , not only cannot hurt you, but instead become passive in this plan that focuses on you. The position is so clear that no matter how you move, you will analyze it thoroughly at the first time. As long as you are determined, you can solve this game at any time. I've been completely seen through, right?"
"You can say that."
"But the problem is..."
Futaba also took out one. A bottle of mana potion mixed with a cocktail, he clinked the glass with Mo Tan, then took a sip without grace, and said with a smile: "Would you do this? Would it make you happy to deal with a restrained SUN? Of course not, So you will never do anything based on my disadvantage at this moment, nor will you use your own advantages to hinder me. Although you are not an arrogant or noble person, BLACK, you are looking for those things that can make you Pleasure or pleasure, I can’t give you these now.”
Mo Tan rolled his eyes: "You are sophistry."
"Of course I am not sophistry, because you and I are the same kind of person."
Fangye stared at him with burning eyes. Zhu Motan smiled slyly and said: "This is an extremely simple account. You can't arouse the interest in dealing with me, and I just need your help. Under this premise, as long as we There is a common goal, so what does it matter who controls the overall situation?"
Mo Tan laughed and made a funny expression to Futaba: "So, it's you. Are you just using me because you are superior?"
"That's not true, after all, your target was not me in the first place."
Futaba, however, shook his head and shrugged: "If I have to say it, I can only say that I took advantage of you a little bit. Why, are you unhappy?"
"No, no, no, it's really nice. Yes, haha, very good. If you had this idea from the beginning, it would really make people happy, hahahahahaha."
Mo Tan covered his face in confusion. He laughed crazily, and after a while he stood up and saluted Futaba: "Sorry, I seemed a little carried away."
"Oh, man, it's understandable, if you are the kind of person who wants to I can even praise you for your face.”
“Then why didn’t you praise me like that?”
"Isn't that an obvious thing?"
"Haha, okay, very good."
Mo Tan sat back again and said without warning: "I have every reason to believe that , the main members of the Marshall family are basically cultists, especially evil cultists."
Futaba was stunned for a moment, then smiled in realization and said softly: "That's it."< br>
“Are you relieved?”
"Don't worry, I'm leaving."
"If I don't send it off, I'll ask Baroka to find a good-looking girl to come to my place."
"Looking for a good-looking girl is What to do?”
“Peel the fruit, feed me, and put me to sleep”
“Can’t I?”
"It's okay, then don't leave."
"It's a beautiful thought~"
Futaba pinched Mo Tan's nose hard, and then smelled a faint fragrance. Feng disappeared at the car door and ran to another carriage where LeVine, Cassie and dozens of Fire Claw warriors were.
The car became quiet again...
After a while, Mo Tan closed the curtains, blew out the candles, and slowly closed his eyes in the hazy darkness. She said to herself with a half-smile: "It seems that I am indeed a little carried away. She pretended to be angry before, but in fact she just wanted to break two of my fingers."
Futaba's sly smile slowly emerged in his mind, and was quickly replaced by a fluttering black mist in the next second.
That is what Mo Tan is now... No, it should be said that it is something Mo Tan is very concerned about under any circumstances.
[The time has completely matched. It seems that the monster Yuchen and the others captured is 'me'. Haha, in this game, it should be a proper chaotic evil...]< br>
A made-up 'Motan' appeared in his mind, with ragged clothes and a look of madness on his face.
[It’s hard to imagine that ‘that side’ of me would turn into this kind of virtue, but...the possibility of disguise cannot be ruled out...]
He shook his head, reopened his eyes, and showed a rare cautious look: "The light of the apocalypse is one of the three "Mo", "Hei Fan", Yuchen, and Yuying, and the shadow of the apocalypse is the southwest. A certain noble from the mainland chauvinist empire, and my 'that side', always feel a little strange."
He lightly knocked on the table and was silent for a while before showing a chilling smile. ...
"Since Cordoba is coming anyway, let's find a chance to let him try 'Tanmo'. Xiaoyu will definitely be happy to see me..."
Chapter 525: The End
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