As we all know, the degree of familiarity between people will have a great impact on the way of communication, so Futaba was actually relatively restrained in front of everyone before, but with people like 'Hei Fan' who she classified as 'friends' In front of others, this girl is more relaxed. As for when getting along with 'Tan Mo'...
Well, it is purely the kind that reveals its true nature and is purely natural and highly polluting.
"What does it mean to be a big-breasted saint, what does it mean to fight passionately? We are just friends, okay?"
At this moment, Mo Tan still maintains the persona of 'Black Brahman'. He is half entangled and half helpless, spreading his hands and saying: "Even if I have any evil thoughts, it is unilaterally done by me. Please don't cause trouble."
The cartoon Futaba on the screen grinned, and the round lenses reflected a gleam of light, teasing: "Sister, do you want me to help you? If it were me, it would not be too easy to hack into the device of that cute girl with big breasts. How about I get you some fruit photos or something?"
【You are quite wise~】
Mo Tan thought happily, but on the surface, the corner of his mouth twitched and he glanced at Futaba: "So why are you sure that there are photos of sex in other people's mobile phones!"
"Whenever she comes into the bathroom with a cell phone or a tablet, I can get her naked photos."
With her breasts raised, she suddenly burst out with a domineering aura that looked down on the world.
"You are so naughty..."
"Cut the nonsense, do you want it?"
"don't want."
Mo Tan shook his head like a rattle and said seriously: "She is my friend. I can't do this kind of thing, and I don't want you to do it. Shuangye, please don't make trouble, otherwise I..."
The girl looked at him playfully and asked with interest: "What do you think?"
"I just cry!"
Mo Tan had a righteous look on his face and said in an extremely serious voice: "Sitting on the ground and crying will make you suffer the condemnation of your conscience."
The girl on the screen paused for half a second, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "Pfft, pfft, hahahaha, okay, okay, you win, tsk tsk, this shameless energy is almost catching up with me. "
[Fart, I am much more shameless than you. 】
Mo Tan thought with disdain, and then looked like he was finally relieved: "Thank you very much."
"Actually, I didn't want to do this in the first place. She is a girl like me after all."
The cartoon Futaba struggled to pick up a can of his own height, drank a few mouthfuls of it for himself, and then burped while holding a belly that was three times bigger than before: "If you really agree to let me do it, If you take a photo, I will find an opportunity to get your naked photos and expose them~"
Mo Tan couldn't bear it anymore and asked with empty eyes: "By the way, why are you so interested in other people's photos?"
"Don't worry, I have a way to get it without hurting my eyes."
"What does this have to do with me not being at ease!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to ask you a few things."
Futaba ignored Mo Tan's complaints and asked the paper girl with a serious expression: "How much do you know about the cultist that Dayang said?"
Mo Tan did not continue to struggle with the fruit photos. After hearing this, he touched his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No more than you. He has mentioned this before, but the explanation is not clear this time. Generally speaking, Up above is the Holy Mountain Sumir in the north, which has been invaded by a group of evil forces. The two sides are now fighting inextricably. The so-called cultists cannot attack the main peak of the Holy Mountain, and it is difficult for those on the mountain to remove each other's lairs. ”
"What's the use of you?"
Futaba rolled her eyes, then scratched her head and continued to ask: "Speaking of another thing, you should have heard it, the short-haired girl named Xiao Gege, what she saw should be the Marshall family from the fire Claw-captured slave.”
[Not only did I hear it, I discovered that wave of unlucky people. 】
Mo Tan nodded slightly, shrugged and said, "You must have heard it, but I'm too far away from there now, so I can't be of much help."
"My side is about the same. Violet's side is in complete chaos. It's a mess."
Futaba rolled around the screen feebly twice, scratched his head and said, "Anyway, I hope they can rescue the people. If nothing else, they should be the last batch of victims."
Mo Tan smiled happily and gave a thumbs up: "As expected of you."
"There are specialties in the arts, and you are also very successful in Misha County."
Futaba waved his hands and snorted with a stinky expression: "And it's not all my fault for Violet. All kinds of good people and bitches helped a lot. There's nothing to be proud of."
"you are too humble."
"I think so."
"..."
"Then let's do this for now. You should quickly raise the security level. It looks uncomfortable."
Futaba waved her hands, then disconnected the video and left Mo Tan in front of the computer in a daze.
one minute later
Mo Tan pulled out the network cable from the hidden compartment of the table, plugged it back into his laptop, then turned on all the protective measures that had been turned off before, and let out a sneer: "Bapo..."
Then I patted my butt and went out.
He felt that he was very depressed just now, so he urgently needed to use actions such as shopping to cause some mental trauma to others to soothe himself.
It just so happened that the inventory at home was low.
…
Time flies, years flies...
Same day and night
Game time AM09:18
Northwest Continent, Caselo Grassland, Eastern Horse Farm
This is the largest commercial center in the entire grassland, and it is also one of the largest population gathering places in Caselo. All kinds of people come and go here every day. In addition to the 50% of merchants who specialize in the trade of war horses and camels, there are also There are a large number of tourists and permanent staff engaged in various businesses, and there are countless stalls and stores. For example, the 'Steam Fish Pot', an industry owned by the Steam Foundation, has three branches in Dongjing Racecourse, and the gold coin merchant association, which is tit-for-tat, has also been established here. There are glass pavilions and open-air banks with a Cassero style. Neutral organizations such as the Mages Guild, the Mercenary Guild, the Adventurer Guild, and the Wanderer Hotel also have branches here, but they are different from the Anka Market or the Black Tower. Unlike cities and other places, most of the buildings are made of natural boulders carved with a large number of reliefs, and the distance between them is relatively loose. Therefore, instead of turning this place into a prosperous city that is incompatible with the environment, it will Caselo's majestic qualities are even more intense.
All in all, the Eastern Racecourse can be said to be one of the facades of Caselo. It does not belong to any party alone, and is also supervised by all forces on the grassland. It is as safe and free as the Anka Market.
"To be precise, it should be 'freedom' on the table and relative 'security'."
Sergei, the third-class operator of the Viper Chamber of Commerce, stepped out of the carriage with a calm face and whispered to the big-eared goblin Tieshuan, who was also the third-class operator next to him: "It should have been two years ago. The Chamber of Commerce was here. He lost the third heir of the Percy family, so it’s safe...ha."
The muscular man dressed as a businessman shrugged and snorted disdainfully.
"I remember that you were also involved in that operation, right? You were responsible for the response and logistics."
Tie Shuan sneered with a teasing expression, and while carefully studying the 'helmet' in his arms, he said casually: "And it seems that just after that time, our 'nest' at the Eastern Racecourse was taken over by the Percy family. ."
Sergei raised his eyebrows and said while confirming the status of the slaves in the following cars: "So what, the reward I received that time far exceeded the value of a stronghold, and even if the 'nest' here is gone, Now we can't all come here to 'do business', so it won't have any impact at all."
At this moment, a cold and deep voice sounded in their ears at the same time...
"Have you had enough chat?"
Sergey and Tie Shuan shuddered at the same time, lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
"To talk about our 'glorious deeds' in a place like this, even if I kill you two losers here immediately, it is considered in line with the rules. Now go and finish what you have to do. If I find you two again," "Third grade," just say a few more nonsense words... Huh."
"Yes, sir!"
"As you command, my lord!"
The two men immediately nodded tremblingly, then flew away from the carriage and ran away without looking back.
Sergei was going to buy rations for the slaves, while Tie Shuan was going to replenish the last few parts of the helmet he was holding.
At the same time, just a hundred meters away from where the three carriages stopped, Jadeka, who was standing beside the wooden carriage, was talking to a middle-aged elf next to him. Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge were talking to a man in the distance. Chatting in front of the stall selling Caselo handicrafts, Anthony Dabbs was sitting on the ground chewing two portions of dry food with completely different ingredients at the same time, while Yaya kept sniffing his little nose, sniffing around. Know what you're smelling.
A few minutes later, Jadka sent away the elf merchant who had been traveling with everyone for a while, said in Dabus' ear, "I'll leave for ten minutes," and then quickly squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.
AM09:35
Jadka quietly returned to the wooden cart, holding two large roasted kidneys in his right hand and leading a fat and strong war horse in his left hand.
AM09:39
Sergei and Tie Shuan returned to the three black carriages, stayed briefly and then set off again.
AM09:43
Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, who had quietly disappeared before, also returned to the car. Anthony Dabbs stood up, and with Yaya's vague reminder, he pulled everyone along the road to continue heading north, and soon left. Eastern Racecourse.
"Those bad dogs are getting faster."
Yaya frowned, sullenly sternly whispering: "The smell is coming and going."
Mo Tan, who had replaced a good horse, followed the wooden cart and said softly: "The middle-aged man went to purchase some cheap food. Other than that, there was nothing worth paying attention to."
"The goblin went to the market to get some parts."
Ji Xiaoge, who was sitting next to Yaya, fluttered her wings and arranged some dishes that she couldn't even stand. She sorted them out and said, "I didn't dare to get too close, but I feel like they are all commonly used things. Look, No clues."
"Let me keep this speed for now. It would be too weird to think that we should speed up as soon as they speed up."
Dabus, who was pulling the cart, frowned and turned back to Yaya and said, "If you are about to lose me, just let me know and I will chase after you."
Yaya shook his ears, took a bite of the kidney, and said vaguely: "I know, Wang."
"There are almost no decent roads heading north from the East Border Racecourse. If you go forward at this speed for about half an hour, it will be difficult to see any human habitation."
Jadeka looked at the increasingly sparse pedestrians around him, frowned and said solemnly: "I can't guess their destination, but it must be a very desolate place."
Ji Xiaoge sighed and looked up at the clear blue sky and white clouds on the grassland: "It's too easy to use flight tracking here, otherwise I can keep an eye on them alone."
Within a few words, almost no one could be seen around the crowd. As Jadeka said, although the scenery here is still magnificent, it gives people a completely undeveloped feeling. Let alone the main road, it is just a small path. There is no such thing as grass. If you look at it and remove the grass, it is just grass.
For some reason, everyone except Anthony had a premonition that the slave traders would soon complete their mission.
"I hope I can make it in time."
Jadeka casually threw a small handful of something that looked like spice out of the car and murmured softly.
…
five hours later
Game time PM14:57
The three carriages of the Viper Caravan came to a lush forest and stopped slowly.
"Here we are."
Sergei, who was in charge of driving, jumped down from the leader's carriage and shouted to Iron Bolt, who had just poked out half of his head in a daze: "It's just like the original plan, fifty minutes ahead of schedule. You'd better catch it." It’s tight.”
Tie Shuan, who had just woken up from his nap, took out a dirty bottle from his pocket and took two sips. He suddenly changed from sleepy to energetic, and then he hugged the hat he took from Anka Market. Helmet climbed out of the car and walked to the second carriage with his head shaking: "Don't worry, I have debugged this thing all the way. It is basically a finished product now. Now I just need to test it a little. It won't take long."
After saying that, he opened the car door and grinned at the orc slaves who were crowded together inside and had not seen the sun for many days: "Come on, any one of them can come out."
No one responded to him. There was silence in the carriage that had been simply expanded with low-level space magic. Those sallow-faced orcs just looked at Tie Shuan blankly and turned a deaf ear to his words.
"You're all dumbfounded. I'll tell you that the amount of medicine you mixed in their food is too high."
Sergei walked over impatiently and pulled a light green-skinned orc man out of the car. He frowned at the smell of the latter and said, "What should we do now?"
Tie Shuai chuckled, threw the weird-looking helmet in his hand to Sergei, and showed his ugly yellow teeth: "Put this thing on for him."
"Then what?"
"Then see if he dies."
Chapter 484: End
