"That's not true. After all, your target was never me from the beginning."

But Futaba 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 so exciting, haha, very good. If you had this idea from the beginning, it would really make you happy, hahahahahaha."

Mo Tan covered his face and laughed foolishly. After a while, he stood up and saluted Futaba: "Sorry, I seem to have got a little carried away."

"Haha, man, it's understandable. If you are the kind of person who wants to be shameless, I can even praise you a few times."

"Then why didn't you praise me so much?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Haha, okay, very good."

Mo Tan sat back again and said without any warning: "I have every reason to believe that the main members of the Marshall family are basically cultists, particularly evil cultists."

Futaba was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly and said softly: "That's it."

"Are you relieved?"

"Don't worry, I'm leaving."

"If you don't want to send it away, let Baroka find a good-looking girl to come to my place."

"What are you looking for a good-looking girl for?"

"Peel the fruit, feed me, and put me to sleep."

"Can't I?"

"It's okay, then don't leave."

"What a beautiful thought~"

Futaba pinched Mo Tan's nose hard, then disappeared from the car door with a faint scent of fragrance, and ran to another carriage where Lewen, 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, slowly closed his eyes in the hazy darkness, and muttered to himself with a half-smile: "It seems that I did get 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 cares about under any circumstances.

[The time has completely matched. It seems that the monster Yuchen and the others caught is ‘me’. Ha, in this game, it should be a proper chaotic evil...]

A made-up 'Mo Tan' 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 such a virtuous person, 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 'Mo' and 'Hei Fan', one of Yuchen and Yuying, and the shadow of the apocalypse is Southwest respectively. A certain noble from the mainland chauvinist empire, and my 'that side', always feel a little strange."

He lightly knocked on the table and remained silent for a while before revealing a chilling smile...

"Since Cordoba is coming, let's find a chance to let him try 'Tanmo'. Xiaoyu will definitely be happy to see me..."
Chapter completed!