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Chapter 111 Cheating

After confirming that Caesar Rose had left, the poet became active again, and poked Mo Shao's arm with a finger.

"Shaoshao, do you still play the double buttons you mentioned just now?"

"..."

Mo Shao turned his head and looked at his little friend with incredulous eyes: He is still thinking about double buttons!The previous games were all about relieving the tension before the arrival of the big enemy, okay?He doesn't have that much free time. He plays stand-alone games every day and doesn't do his job. It's just... too shameful!

but--

"Play."

Occasionally not doing business properly, can it be considered a combination of work and rest?

"By the way, what are you going to do with this thing?" Mo Shao looked at the black-haired boy and asked in a low voice.Although the items sent by Caesar Ross are of the highest quality, when one thinks about the character and style of that person, as well as the wicked things he has done before, normal people will feel a little nervous, right?

The young man turned his head, and smiled at Mo Shao with the corners of his mouth raised, and a gleam of light flashed quickly in those beautiful black and purple eyes.

"Of course, use it up."

"..."

Mo Shao was at a loss for words, he almost forgot, if other supernatural beings want to consume such a large amethyst stone, at least one or two months of retreat?

However, with the boy's special physique, it is estimated that it will only be a matter of a blink of an eye.

With Mo Fan's special physique, which is rare among thousands of people, he can't even tell what is good or bad with facial paralysis, so he just gave him a general sentence, "I can only answer in detail after meeting." So, Mo Shao pondered, Once the matter in Lingyun City is over, they should hurry to the Western Continent.

Talking about using it, the boy immediately put it into practice.

Mo Shao, the poet, and the wilted black hairball, the three were once again fortunate to witness a miracle happen.

And what makes people want to laugh is that after such a large piece of amethyst was cleaned up, the boy's ability level still hasn't changed a bit.

"Earth-level tenth. Hehe."

While announcing the results, the poet stuffed the power tester back with a smile like a fool, then picked up the black fur ball curled up on the sofa and ran to the white square table, and the two sat down face to face .

"Shaoshao, hurry up, let's play double button!"

"Are you playing?"

Mo Shao hesitated for a moment, but still asked the young man. Just now, this fellow brazenly swore to Caesar Ross: It is said in the book that children should get enough sleep.

The boy rubbed Mo Shao's head very gently: "Naturally, I want to play with you."

Mo Shao patted the opponent's hand away expressionlessly, his heart was as restless as thousands of muddy horses galloping past: unscientific!Unscientific!Definitely an illusion!Damn, it's so shocking!

The four are in their respective positions...

Mo Shao briefly looked at the rules of the game, and there was not much deviation from what he remembered.

"I told you in advance that you must go to bed before eleven o'clock."

"I have no objection." The poet immediately raised his hand to agree.

"Hmph..." The black fur ball squatted on the table and bounced twice, expressing no objection.

Mo Shao waited for two seconds, but before the boy's reply, he couldn't help but wonder: "Xiaofan, do you have an opinion?"

"No." The young man grinned lightly, his smile was very bright, he was just waiting for Mo Shao to look up at him.

In the first round, Mo Shao, the poet VS Mo Fan, and Hei Maoqiu, because Mo Shao is very familiar with this "classic game with a long history" and because of the tacit cooperation of the two friends, the two of them won very smoothly!

Ever since, the poet began to move around, gearing up, and put forward a small suggestion.

"Just playing like this doesn't seem to be interesting."

"Then what constructive advice do you have?"

Mo Shao glanced lazily at the poet. It was just a thing to pass the time, but this guy is actually serious?

Under the pressure, the poet expressed his thoughts: "Let's get a lottery?" At the same time, he sent his thoughts to the teenager in the form of an electronic message.

He had a fruit-slicing competition with Hei Maoqiu before, and the loser would... be beaten.

He was beaten by the black hair ball many times before, although Shaking M is probably used to being abused, but if there is a chance for him to avenge his shame, turn himself into a master!He was still more than happy to accept it.

Of course, the premise of this is that after a while, the friends who cooperate with him can't cheat.

Someone like Shaoshao is not bad.he thought cheerfully.

"Beautiful head?" Mo Shao frowned slightly, remembering how many times he lost in a row with Mo Fan in the previous match... A row of black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Okay." The black-haired boy replied with a smile, and then looked at Mo Shao pointedly.

"You still owe me four times, um, remember to wipe my back." This guy deliberately sent his voice into Mo Shao's mind in front of the poet.

whispering sound!Mo Shao slandered inwardly, and with a stiff smile, he turned away from looking at the boy, and turned to the only one who might stand in the same camp as him. Helplessly, the black hairball squatted down stupidly, without saying a word, Well, even if it hummed, they didn't know exactly what it meant.

In the case of a pair of two and one abstention, the lottery was moved to the bright side.

After the poet rolled his eyes, he giggled obscenely twice: "The loser, take off your clothes."

Mo Shao: "...I really don't want to see you running naked, it's so boring. Besides, don't you think your request is obviously not suitable for Mo Xiaohei?"

After being called, the black hairball looked shocked, slapped two paws on the table, and then tapped a few times on the keyboard, unexpectedly let it type out a completed sentence: loser, Beaten!

When the poet saw it, his scalp felt numb.

In the end, the young man made a final decision: "If you lose, you will be beaten, or choose to take off your clothes?" In fact, he prefers to maintain the rules of the game between him and Mo Shao, but if the poet and the black hair ball lose, he would rather not have that condition. .

"Show...it's feasible." The poet nodded with chattering teeth, silently praying in his heart: Don't lose too badly in the meeting.

Mo Shao looked at the other three speechlessly, and joined the game in desperation.

In the second round, Mo Shao, the poet VS Mo Fan and Hei Maoqiu.

The poet giggled proudly: He deliberately moved a little bit just now and asked Shao Shao to be in a group with him!Because he firmly believes that with Shao Shao's IQ and foresight?They represent the side of justice and will definitely win!

However, the ending was exactly the opposite of the first round.

They lost.

The poet discovered in horror: in the first round just now, if the opponent hadn't deliberately preserved his strength to lure him into the bait, then... his luck was too bad!

Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs.Mo Shao doesn't really care, anyway, it's just for entertainment now and then.

So when his little friend and partner were still in a state of shock and disbelief, he stood up smartly, took off the light green sweater on his upper body, and sat down wearing only a thin white V-neck T-shirt.

"Hmph!" After winning, the black hair ball was so excited, seeing that the poet didn't move, he immediately slapped the table to protest.

Only then did the poet regain his senses, opened his mouth, and wanted to say: Come and beat me up.When the words came to his lips, they became: "I'm the same as Shao Shao, take off my coat." Anyway, even if he runs naked, that bad boy Mo Fan won't be able to see him, so there's no need to be shy at all!

In the third round, the poet became more honest and didn't engage in petty tricks, but he still teamed up with Mo Shao, and then...lost again.

"Hmph—" the black fur ball slapped the table in shock.

Mo Shao frowned slightly, looked at the black-haired boy smiling at the table, and then——

Shi Shiran took off the T-shirt.

The room maintains the most comfortable constant temperature for the human body, so there is no need to worry about catching a cold after playing for a while. However, this feeling of being scanned up and down by X-rays really makes Mo Shao feel a little melancholy feel.

"What are you looking at? It's not like I haven't seen it before." He complained dissatisfied.

The young man nodded solemnly: "When you look at it from a distance, it still feels different when you look at it up close.

The poet looked at the half-naked Mo Shao, hesitated, bent down and took off his trousers. He didn't wear so much, so... only a pair of shorts left.

Mo Shao glanced casually: the taste is really peculiar.There is actually a sunflower on the buttocks, and it is still in full bloom...

In the fourth round, the poet was about to cry sadly.

"Shao Shao, why do you think we are so destined?"

"..."

Mo Shao glanced at him very calmly, but didn't answer, is it destined?Except for the first round, it's all artificial!At first it was a poet, then it was Mo Fan, tsk tsk, these two unscrupulous hackers are just playing a game, and they still like this!

Um, where's his straight?Just now it was clearly a big straight from [-] to K, but all of a sudden there were less [-]s and Qs and more [-]s and [-]s, so a good deck of cards turned into a bad one!Of course, it can't be his eyesight, and it can't be the poet playing tricks in secret.

"Xiaofan." Mo Shao raised his head, his smile was as warm as the spring breeze in March.

After the poet heard this, he couldn't help shivering. He saw his partner rushing towards the young man within a third of a second. superior.

"Cheating, right? Is it fun? Let me go to bed, stop playing!"