In the cold darkness of Xuanwu Lake, a hundred silent human figures lie at the bottom of the lake, gradually sinking into the mud with the movement of the water. The evening breeze blows across the surface of the lake, sending a ripple through it. No one would have guessed that there was a hundred-person pit beneath this lake. Tang Mo stood at the edge of the lake and looked at it, completely unable to see the bottom of the lake.
He withdrew his gaze.
Xiao Jitong said, "Mr. Fu was right, there were about 102 people at the bottom of the lake. Four of them were members of the Nanjing group, and ninety-eight were stowaways from abroad, as well as other Nanjing players. An hour ago, we met up with the Nanjing group at the park entrance," he added after a pause, "and I arranged it. We split up, one team going west to check every rubbish dump and one team going east. We'll meet up here and go to the rubbish dump near Xinjiekou. Because there's bound to be a bad fight there."
It's only a matter of time before someone is ambushed near every waste disposal site.
Tang Mo told the story of what he and Fu Wenduo had just encountered in Xinjiekou: "There were at least fifty men in ambush in the tall buildings near the rubbish disposal station. There were 50 or 60 of them, and I don't know how many of them didn't do anything."
That's why we had to rendezvous early," Xiao Jitong said. But I didn't expect that when we arrived at Xuanwu Lake to check the last rubbish disposal station, there would already be three teams of stowaways in ambush. If we were normally ambushed by stowaways, they wouldn't have rushed out when they saw there were so many of us. But these stowaways were different. They were from the same city, they seemed to know each other for a long time, and it was a big organisation. So here we are, and we're fighting them."
Xiao Jitong gestured to the general area: "On this island, there are twenty-nine of us and twenty-two of us. They are very strong, but we still have the upper hand."
Fu Wensheng's passage through the game was a complete accident, and without the dodgy 'trash watch', the Nanjing and Raiders would have left safely after defeating the group of stowaways that attacked them. However, there is no if. When The black tower announced Fu Wensheng's clearance, more than 60% of the stowaways in Nanjing started looking for him.
The stowaway, who happened to be in the vicinity of the Xuanwu district, then spotted him without incident.
Then came a dizzying battle.
As Tang Mo stood on the soft mud, he could not imagine what kind of fight had taken place here half an hour earlier. But in any case, the battle ended with the Nanjing group losing four of its best men and over ninety players buried forever at the bottom of the lake.
Tang Mo closed his eyes as he thought, "Did you just say that it wasn't just stowaways, but Nanjing players as well? Why should they follow and attack you, it doesn't do them any good." Xiao Jitong gave a small smile as he listened to Tang Mo's words, and Tang Mo's voice faltered as he looked at his expression. He realised something.
A moment later, he asked, "How many badges have you collected now?"
Xiao Jitong: "There are a total of one hundred and fifty-six badges, including the set that Whisper just used up, there are only eight complete sets of badges."
Tang Mo was silent and did not speak again.
The stowaways attacked the members of the Nanjing group because they had just been wounded in a battle. The stowaways want to capture Fu Wensheng and ask him for the right way to pass the game. At the same time, if they kill the members of the Nanjing group, they can get their badges. They had already killed countless people in Nanjing, and in their minds, the players in Nanjing were indeed of a lower level, so they didn't take the Nanjing group seriously.
This is the reason why the stowaways attacked the Nanjing group of players.
What about the other players in Nanjing?
Tang Mo's eyes look behind Xiao Jitong. The young woman who often follows Chai Rong has a cold face as she walks around, healing her teammates. On the narrow island, the players from the Nanjing and Raider groups lay still, most of them badly wounded.
Kill these people and get many, many badges.
There were only three hours left until the end of the game, and since they couldn't collect all the badges either way, why not take a chance. There were so many people attacking them, and when everyone attacked together and they just followed the masses to grab the badges, it was no big deal.
This is the only opportunity for the average Nanjing player.
Alone, they could not beat the players of the Nanjing group, and only with the stowaways outside did they have any hope at all.
Xiao Jitong didn't say any more about it, and Tang Mo didn't ask.
Fu Wenduo stepped aside and looked down at his brother, "Find a place to hide and don't show up again for the next three hours."
Fu Wensheng nods his head. He had wanted to do the same.
A minute later, The black tower's crisp beep sounded again. The third batch of rabbit-heads appears, and Tang Mo looks to Xiao Jitong: "You've collected eight sets of surprises, but there are eighteen of you. There are still ten sets to go. We also have only one set of surprises, one more to go. See you in two hours at the rubbish disposal station in Xinjiekou."
Xiao Jitong smiled and nodded, "Good."
Tang Mo was about to leave when a voice suddenly came from behind him, " Tang Mo, is this really the badge that SURPRISE is?"
Tang Mo's footsteps stuttered and he turned to look at Xiao Jitong. It was dark and Xiao Jitong was standing in the shade, making it difficult to see his face. Tang Mo had a vague feeling that he was smiling, but in such a situation, smiling was a very abnormal sign. Tang Mo thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "What do you think it is then?"
Xiao Jitong: "I don't know."
Tang Mo: "I don't know."
In the darkness, the two men look at each other. After three seconds, Tang Mo turns to leave. Fu Wensheng follows behind his big brother and walks away quickly. The members of the Nanjing group are now too busy to look after Fu Wensheng. So Fu Wenduo takes him out of Xuanwu Lake Park and into an old-fashioned neighbourhood. He checked the area and put the child in an unoccupied house.
Fu Wenduo said coldly, "Don't come out until the game is over, and wait for me to come to you."
Fu Wensheng nodded repeatedly.
Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were still one I-badge short of a full alphabet, so it was not too late to get Fu Wensheng settled and the two left the neighbourhood. As they left, the children stood at the window and watched Fu Wenduo and Tang Mo leave. After making sure the two disappeared from the entrance to the neighbourhood, Fu Wensheng went into the house and locked all the doors and windows and closed the curtains. He sat on the sofa and squeezed his hands nervously, looking at the floor as his body slowly began to shake.
A minute later, the sound of crying rang through the room.
It was only now that the young boy, who was only twelve years old, finally stifled his tears. He cried for a few minutes and wiped his tears hard. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he had gone back an hour ago. That was when untold numbers of players had taken advantage of the night to attack the island. They wanted more than just to catch him and learn from him the information to pass the game. What they really wanted was the badge.
All it takes is one reason for war to be waged.
He understands all of this. Nanjing is very peaceful, but the world outside is not. Killing people is normal, and the death of familiar teammates in front of one's eyes is inevitable. But ...
"He still owes us a prop."
A hoarse, uncomfortable voice echoed through the room.
Five minutes later, Fu Wensheng wiped his eyes clean and brought out a few of his props in case someone attacked. With an icy look, he walked to the kitchen and took a few more knives and put them away. Only then did he return to the living room and calmly set up his trap. If someone did spot the place and attack, he could be the first to escape.
Meanwhile, Xuanwu Lake Park.
Chai Rong was badly injured, but he was surprisingly fit and woke up before the other three members of the Nanjing team who were also badly injured. When he came to, he was carried out of the park by two members of the group. Xiao Jitong said, "There is a rubbish disposal station here and it is very dangerous. Now that a new batch of rabbit-heads have appeared, we're going to kill them to find the badge. The injured ones will find a hidden place to hide first, while the rest of us will follow me to find the badge."
Chai Rong's eyes widened and she asked, "You're telling me to find a place to hide?"
Xiao Jitong swept a glance at him and curled his lips, "What, no? Captain Chai, with your current body fighting with us, you're totally dragging your feet."
Chai Rong was tempted to retort, but Xiao Jitong was telling the truth. He held his tongue for half a day and said, "I'll be back in the fight soon."
"Yours is soon to be two hours?"
Chai Rong: "You ...!"
Xiao Jitong pressed a hand on his shoulder: "All right, we'll meet you at the entrance to Xinjie in two hours. Now those of you who are injured hurry up and find a place to hide and make sure you won't drag your feet before you come back. Little Qiao, you go with them and we'll use props to communicate afterwards. When Chai Rong regains his fighting strength, you follow Lin Rong and bring him here immediately."
The little blonde boy nodded his head repeatedly.
Chai Rong was about to say something else when Xiao Jitong arranged for him to be dragged away. There were four members of the Nanjing group who were injured and could not continue to join the team, so excluding the two players who had to take care of them, Xiao Jitong took the remaining twelve people and split them into two groups to look for the badge. As they were about to leave the island, one of the Nanjing group members couldn't help but say, "Team Xiao, we pushed Mr. Li's body into the water just now in order to hurry up. Why don't we fish them out, or at least dig a hole for them and bury them properly?"
Xiao Jitong turned his head and asked, "You have the time?"
The member froze.
A warmless smile spread across Xiao Jitong's lips: "I couldn't see Chai Rong's ideas from a long time ago, but then he was strong enough, he could overpower everything. Now that he's dead, what difference does it make if he's in the water or in the dirt?"
Hearing this, the members of the Nanjing group froze: "How do you ..."
"Does it make a difference?" Xiao Jitong's icy voice slammed into the ground and everyone shut their mouths. Ningning stood by his side, holding his crossbow, watching all this coldly. Xiao Jitong's gaze swept over the dozen or so surviving players from Nanjing's group before he finally said, "What they want is not to be buried in the dirt. To them, they're already dead, and there's no difference between being buried in the ground and in the water. Even if you bury them well, they are already dead. Their death is telling your Chai team-"
"Does he think he's The black tower, that he can dominate Nanjing?"
Xiao Jitong didn't say much when Chai Rong was there, but now that he has said this, the Nanjing team members want to defend their captain, but their mouths are open and they can't get a word out.
How stupid is Chai Rong? From the first day I met him, Xiao Jitong told everyone he met: "The Chai Rong in Nanjing's group is a brave man with no strategy, all he does is fight.
One of the dumbest things Chai Rong has done is to think that he has sheltered this Nanjing city for three months.
Dark clouds block a large part of the sky as Xiao Jitong stands in the cold lake breeze, looking at the group of players who claim to be the most powerful in Nanjing. Three months ago, a powerful reservist was full of enthusiasm and wanted to protect the city on his own. Three months later, the men he had sheltered mingled with the stowaways, muddled up with knives and attacked to steal the badge.
Xiao Jitong closes his eyes and slowly curls the corners of his mouth. He opens his mouth again, only this time it is not Chai Rong he is cursing, but himself.
"... He's not stupid, I'm stupid."
After Fu Wensheng cleared the game, the atmosphere in Nanjing became more explosive. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were looking for their badges when they came across four groups of players. The rabbit-headed men have become a foil for the players, and the fast, strong rabbit-headed men are more of a trigger.
"It's easier to get a badge by killing a player than by killing a rabbit-headed man." Tang Mo found an abandoned electrical shop and settled down. He looked to Fu Wenduo and quickly said, "Everyone has already found out this fact. So the next time we run into players, they most likely don't want to steal the badge from us, they want to kill us and take our badge."
Fu Wenduo: " Xiao Jitong says it is also possible to get the I badge for killing a rabbit-headed person, only the odds are extremely low."
Tang Mo stared in thought as he was about to speak, when suddenly, a strong crashing sound rang out from not far away. The two men immediately turned their heads to look. All they saw was a tall rabbit-headed man who had accidentally hit a wall while flying up and jumping and landed on the ground. He was so dizzy from the impact that as he climbed up he looked up and his eyes locked with Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo.
The rabbit-headed man shuddered, "Kiri!"
"Go!"
Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo immediately attacked.
The sound of fierce fighting resonated from every corner of Nanjing. Likewise, in the other nine game zones of China, blood stains the ground and bodies lie unheated on the roads. The players who had killed them walked up to them, took the badges they had collected and the new ones that had fallen beside them, and set off again on their journey to collect them.
Two hours later, the last of the rabbit-heads were about to appear. Tang Mo killed one of the female players who had ambushed him in the shop and he stepped forward and pulled six badges out of his opponent's pocket. Tang Mo froze slightly when he saw the letters on the second badge. He turned his head to Fu Wenduo, waved the badge in his hand and smiled, "...I."
Fu Wenduo looked at the letters on his badge and curled his lips, "Less than an hour left."
Tang Mo: "Yes, there is less than an hour left. Let's go, it's time for the appointment with Xiao Jitong."
Nanjing, Xinjiekou.
The Trojan horse can only be used once every three days and this time Tang Mo was unable to use it to find Xiao Jitong and the others. In the darkness of the night, the two figures walked quickly into a shopping mall. Tang Mo dodged and entered the cosmetics counter at the entrance of the mall. He felt around on the counter of this counter and after a minute, he touched something.
Tang Mo: " Xiao Jitong They're already here, before us. On the first floor."
Tang Mo let go of his hand, only to see two tiny pentagrams carved into the spot he had just touched. The two men entered the fire escape and hurried up to the first floor. As they were approaching the entrance to the staircase, Fu Wenduo reached out and knocked three times on the wall. The same three knocks came from the door at the entrance to the fire escape and Tang Mo pushed the door in.
Xiao Jitong and the others were already waiting inside.
When he saw Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, Xiao Jitong first asked, "How is Xiao Sheng?"
Fu Wenduo: "He's in a safe place. I'll go and find him after the game."
Xiao Jitong picked up on the off-screen comment and laughed, "You've got the badges together?"
Without denying it, Tang Mo asked rhetorically, "What about you guys?"
It would have been impossible to come up with ten I-badges simply by killing rabbit-heads. Tang Mo admits that he has always been unlucky, as he and Fu Wenduo searched for eleven hours before collecting two I-badges. Perhaps it was Fu Wenduo's luck that led to the two badges, not his.
But Xiao Jitong's luck didn't look so good either, as they also only had eight I-badges two hours earlier.
Xiao Jitong: "All of them. By the way, there's an extra set of surprises."
The answer was unexpected and Tang Mo was surprised when he said, "You've collected everything?"
Xiao Jitong smiles and nods.
Tang Mo's lips twitched as he guessed a possibility. He turned his head to look at Fu Wenduo, who was also looking at him. In a silent stare, the two men understood each other's meaning: they both guessed how Xiao Jitong had managed to find eleven I-badges in two hours.
Anyway, as things went on, they were all given a full set of surprise badges. With Fu Wensheng having cleared the game, putting the SURPRISE badge into the yellow light cluster at the entrance of the rubbish disposal station would definitely clear the game. And the first order of business was ...
"Now, how are we going to kill it in?" Tang Mo asked.
Xiao Jitong brings them to a large map of Nanjing. Tang Mo is amazed at how detailed the map is, showing every street around Xinjiekou and even the height and spacing of each building. In the middle of the crisscrossing roads is a red five-pointed star, which is the location of the waste disposal station in Qinhuai district.
Xiao Jitong points to the map, "I chose this place because Ningning and I often come to The black tower and are most familiar with this area. Of the eleven rubbish disposal stations in Nanjing, the one with the most ambush players is undoubtedly the one next to Xinjiekou in the Qinhuai district. It was the most crowded area in Nanjing before Earth came online. But at the same time, it's also the place we know best."
Xiao Jitong chooses to believe in herself more than less than her enemies. Your own strength is far more important than the strength of your enemy.
"Here, here, and here ..." Xiao Jitong pointed out seven places in a row, "where an ambush could most easily be formed. This office building is about one hundred and fifty meters from the rubbish disposal station, if you make an ambush above the twentieth floor of this building ..."
Xiao Jitong quickly identified the three most logical routes for the assault.
"The last hour was a battle," says Xiao Jitong. Xiao Jitong says, "One hour, and if you don't get into the rubbish disposal, you will be forced into a difficult version of the tower attack game by The black tower. The whole city will converge on the rubbish disposal because they have to enter it. The last of the rabbit-heads remain, but killing them is not important; killing the players is the easiest way to grab the badge. In the last ten minutes, the players in ambush will also be frantically scrambling to get into the rubbish disposal station, we can't wait until then, then the situation is in chaos and it will be even harder to get into the rubbish disposal station."
Tang Mo pointed to a road to the west: "We'll go in this way."
Xiao Jitong looked at him and nodded, "Okay, Ningning and I will go in this way from the middle, and Chai Rong will take the Nanjing group in this way from the east."
"Three teams going in at the same time will distract them and spread out the troops." Tang Mo, who was not really very good at this, looked to Fu Wenduo and asked bluntly, "What should we do?"
Xiao Jitong now remembers who Fu Wenduo is.
No one in the room was more qualified than Fu Wenduo to give an opinion on the group's battle plan.
Fu Wenduo looks down at the complete map. His eyes lingered on each of the map's marked points, looking in detail at the height of each building and the distance between them, before his gaze finally landed on a tall building on the far north side. His voice was calm: "This building is the tallest, with a full view of the complete rubbish disposal station from the upper floors, and is also well positioned for a long-range sneak attack. Of all the buildings, this is the most likely to ambush a large number of players ..."
Fu Wenduo's fingers glide over the three buildings near the rubbish disposal station in turn.
"These three places are close to that building and in a stepped pattern. To get to the top of that tall building to the north, you could go from the top of the first building to the second building and finally to the third building. Our three teams were making the assault from the southeast and west, leaving only the north side. Because there must have been many players ambushed in this building, that's why we didn't choose to go in from the north side. Then before we go in ... we'll blow this building up."
Tang Mo was stunned, his mind worked fast and almost instantly he understood what Fu Wenduo meant: "Sounding out the east?"
Fu Wenduo curled his lips: "To be precise, this is a kind of sound north to strike south-east."
Tang Mo was thinking about the feasibility of Fu Wenduo's comment and didn't even notice that he had made a very cold, straight joke. Fu Wenduo didn't care either, he just raised his eyebrows.
Soon Tang Mo said, "Yes. These three buildings can be used as a jumping off point. We will quietly sneak over and blow up this building to the north. Most of the players in the ambush have some strength, they won't die as a result, but they will definitely think that we are attacking from the north and everyone will head north. At this time, we immediately rush in from the other three directions."
Xiao Jitong agrees, "Good, Little Qiao is just the thing with props that have massive explosiveness."
The little blonde boy hurriedly brought out a bowl of boxed pasta and handed it to Xiao Jitong: "Captain."
Xiao Jitong took the pasta and looked to Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo: "So now there's only one question left ... who's going?"
"I'll go."
Four voices rang out at the same time.
Ningning and Chai Rong looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo in surprise, and Xiao Jitong narrowed his eyes and wondered, "You two are strong and have no problem going that way to the west alone. But if one of you goes, there will be only one person left on the western path. It's not right. Let Ningning go, she's very fast and can escape after using props to blow up that building."
Chai Rong, however, said, "I'm also fast and I'm stronger than Ningning. Once Ningning is surrounded, there is no escape."
Ningning said in a cold voice, "I can escape."
Chai Rong: "The time we played last month, I won easily, Ningning, have you forgotten?"
A flicker of anger crossed Ningning's cold face and she grunted lightly, deciding to ignore the injected, dead straight man.
Xiao Jitong: "OK then, let Chai Rong go ..."
"No, I'll go."
Xiao Jitong looked at Tang Mo in disbelief.
Tang Mo explained, "Indeed, I can't say with certainty that I'm faster than Ningning and have a higher force value than Captain Chai. But ... I possess a prop. This prop allows me to ignore gravity and walk on any plane at will."
Xiao Jitong's eyes widened as he immediately understood. But then he thought, "But if you go, Mr. Fu will be the only one left on that road to the west."
Tang Mo: "It'll take me a minute at most to blow up that building. He can hold out."
Fu Wenduo was standing behind Tang Mo, and when he heard this, he looked down at the young man in front of him with a meaningful glance. Tang Mo had decided everything for him without him saying a word, and had sworn with such conviction that he would last a minute.
... This feels a bit interesting.
Fu Wenduo curled his lips and did not say anything.
And so things are decided.
Xiao Jitong distributes the props from the Nanjing and Raider groups to everyone, and finalises the battle plan one more time. He handed the pasta to Tang Mo and looked at him seriously: "Stay alive. It's in your hands."
Tang Mo takes a look at what the prop does and puts it in his pocket.
[Props: a bowl of spaghetti with a dog's head]
[owned by: Edward George].
[Quality: Fine].
[Grade: Level 1].
[Attack Power: Ferocious]
[Function: Flinging this bowl of pasta causes an explosion equivalent to an Italian-made 1897 75mm field gun].
[Restriction: One-time prop.
[Remark: Once upon a time a man forgot to add the dog's head, then he ate this bowl of spaghetti and he ended up skinning himself to death].
With the pasta in hand, Tang Mo and the others split up in the alleyway behind the mall. The mall they are now in is located to the south of the rubbish disposal station, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo walk to the east first, then Tang Mo goes to the tall building in the far north. Tang Mo's eyes are fixed on the tall building and Fu Wenduo has come to a concealed point, ready to attack.
Tang Mo took one more look at the distance between the three stepped tall buildings and was about to set off. Just as he was about to go, however, a hand suddenly tugged on his left wrist. Tang Mo turned his head in dismay to look. Fu Wenduo calmly took his wrist and pulled him back. At the same time he reached into Tang Mo's right pocket with his other hand and easily pulled out the bowl of boxed pasta.
Tang Mo: "... Fu Wenduo ?"
Fu Wenduo looked down at Tang Mo with a deep gaze, "You're not the only one with shoes. I'll go on the move, you wait here for the attack."
Tang Mo frowns.
Tang Mo hadn't said before that the reason he wanted to go on his own, apart from the magical boots, was because he felt he had more powers and was better equipped to deal with all kinds of emergencies. And the one who stayed behind needed to attack first for a minute and wait for the other one to return. Fu Wenduo is powerful and blowing up that building is certainly the most dangerous, but he is clearly far superior to Tang Mo in terms of his ability to fight alone.
Tang Mo's mind flashed through many thoughts, and before he could speak, he heard a low male voice with a faint laugh ring out, "One minute, you can't hold out?"
Tang Mo froze and looked up at Fu Wenduo.
"I'll be back early." After a pause, Fu Wenduo took a pistol out of his pocket and handed it over, "Now for you. Don't worry, there are plenty of people in ambush here."
Tang Mo looked at the gun in his hand, froze for a moment, then: "..."
There are many ambushes ...
So you can shoot people even if you shoot indiscriminately.
The next moment, Tang Mo's eyelids fluttered. He put away his pistol, "Okay, you go quickly and try to come back early."
Tang Mo turned away with his pistol in hand and Fu Wenduo watched his decisive back, his eyebrows raised. With a low chuckle, he stomped off and disappeared into the darkness, heading for the tall building in the far north.
Five minutes later, at 4.50am on 6 March.
A violent explosion roared out, shaking the ground. As fire reflected in the sky, many players hiding in the darkness at the entrance to Nanjing's new street stood up in horror and looked towards a skyscraper in the far north. Inside that building, countless players fled in panic. They jumped from the upper floors in anger and curses.
At that moment, someone shouted, "Fuck, it's that guy!"
The crowd looked up to see a black figure leaping out of the fire of the explosion, leaping off the rooftop and onto the roof of a nearby building. The fierce explosion resonated throughout the New Street business district, and players close to the blast site got a good look at the situation and rushed angrily towards the man who had blown up the tall building. Players who had been ambushed from a distance also moved to rush north, trying to muddy the waters.
At the same moment, however, three teams burst out from the south-east and west, heading straight for the rubbish disposal station in the middle of the intersection. By the time anyone spotted a sneak attack on the other three sides, the Xiao Jitong team, coming from the south, was already in the centre of the rubbish disposal station.
Ningning stomped his feet and dashed straight in, placing the eight badges into the light mass in front of the rubbish disposal station.
Someone cursed, "Fuck! There's someone here!"
The players who had just rushed north turned back in a hurry.
Tang Mo was not as lucky as Ningning and he was only halfway there when the players on the west side spotted him. No one expected that there were not many players in ambush to the west, but because of the wide view, they had a full view of the building to the north. So immediately after Fu Wenduo jumped down they noticed that there was actually only one player there.
As Tang Mo sprinted down the road, less than half of the players were drawn away by the sound of the explosion and half remained where they were. Whoosh! A tiny flying arrow comes out of the air and Tang Mo bends down to avoid it, followed by the sound of heavy gunfire.
Tang Mo Mo's face darkened and he heard himself curse, "Just don't wonder what the hell is going on!" Then he snapped open his little parasol to shield himself from the horrific rain of bullets. However, with countless props coming into play, Tang Mo was no longer in a hail of bullets as he kept waving his parasol to block the various attacks and struggled to find cover.
Soon, a minute passed and a strange but logical thought flashed through Tang Mo's mind as he defended ...
Fuck Fu Wenduo, you bastard liar!!!
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The author has something to say.
Tangtang: I said I would be back in a minute, I said it would take less than a minute! You bastard!!!
Mr. Fu: I prefer you to call me a liar, it's more ambiguous [grin]!
Tangtang: ... Fu Wensheng, bring up my pasta!
Fu Xiaodi: ????? So why me? .........