Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

The night in Southern City is brighter than the day, and people here usually have carnival and fun at night.

The bad luck is really high, and I even bowed my head slightly when talking to the drama: "I will give a trial to a person tomorrow, and I will contact you when it is over."

The system is really busy.

"I hope it's good news." When Qi Mou responded, Si Si's communicator rang.

Xiao Qi leaned over to look at it: "Wow, it's a contact request for Code Memory."

Yo, long time no see, my friend in the snowstorm.

A few people were walking in the chaotic street, and the surroundings were a bit noisy, but Si Si still connected: "Hello?"

Qi Mou leaned over: "Have you been suspected of being a fraud again? I can't clarify this for you."

The memory let out a sigh: "No, Wei Yu was notified in advance to participate in the code trial tomorrow, and it was managed by System D. I heard that you just came out of his book."

Qi Mou remembered, the beautiful newlywed wife he remembered.

Bad luck on the side tilted his head and smiled, and remained silent.

Yan Bushi wrote on the team interface: It's this guy's turn to eavesdrop.

Sisi: But he seems very happy.

Drama: Not the same as our nervousness.

Qi Mou snatched Xiaosi who was holding the communicator in his mouth, and suddenly realized: "Oh? Come to me to check the news?"

Drama smiled lowly: "Look at how anxious people are, and they are still playing tricks here. Memory, let me tell you, D is a system with a survival rate close to one in a thousand."

The memory paused: "... I know, is there anything else?"

Si Sidang, who had been seized of the communication, was dumb.

"He is bad luck, the bamboo pole that I followed back on the snowy night before." Qi Mou happily betrayed his new teammate, but he didn't care about the bad luck. "Fanben is very honest, but he is a little worse than me, a little bit."

Then Qi Mou briefly described the entire process of "Nightmare Ball".

The memory is silent: "..."

Si Si came over and said, "Brother, don't worry, we can all survive. Your wife is also good, nothing will happen."

The bad luck next to her even said, "Yes, yes, what danger can there be? I will protect her for you."

The blessing of bad luck is really scary.

The memory must be that he didn't pay attention to the forum posts, and he didn't know that Qi Mou had joined forces with bad luck.

Memory: "Thank you, and I bless her too. Goodbye."

Snap, hang up.

Just as Qi Mou was about to throw Xiaosi back, the communicator next to Xiaozi's mouth rang again, this time the person directly made a video chat!

"Yo, a busy person?" Qi Mou looked at it, it was actually a disguise, Wei Rong.

Si Si: "...I don't know either."

Video is on.

Came out in disguise: "Hey, is it thinking? I have something to ask..."

With a gossip-filled smile, Qi Mou occupied the communicator: "No, is there something wrong?"

"Hiss, why is it you?" He pretended to lean back, with an unnatural expression on his face, "Well, my sister-in-law... hey, me, ah! Oh my god, can you don't give him the communicator and come over to pick it up yourself! "

Bad luck touched his chin thoughtfully: "Oh? Interesting, interesting, why don't you want to see you, do you know any secrets about him?"

In the phrase.

"Maybe." Qi Mou stopped teasing this guy, threw Xiao Si back to Si Si, and rubbed Xiao Si's white dog ears.

Xiaosi was stiff: "..."

Si Si reluctantly caught the idiot companion and said, "Here I am. Memory has asked me just now, and he should tell you later."

Pretend: "He said D was bad luck, so are you guys with D?"

This kid reacted quite quickly.

Si Si looked up at the bad luck.

Bad luck showed his face generously, smiling: "Yes, yes, I am here, are you looking for me?"

Pretending to say oh: "Can you allow to accompany the Raiders?"

Yan Bushi next to him sneered: "He doesn't care about the number of people at all, killing one more is one."

"Oh, oh, okay." Bad Luck is quite generous, "If the tester asks, I will allow it. But my boss doesn't allow it, so I can only bring one."

Pretending to answer quickly: "Thank you, see you tomorrow."

Slap, the communication hangs up.

"Okay, okay, good night then. See you after the trial is over." Bad luck waved to them and disappeared around the corner of the street.

The wife of a former dungeon teammate participated in the dungeon of the current teammate, and even his life and death were uncertain. It was a wonderful experience.

Qi Mou couldn't help feeling: "I hope for peace."

"He's bad luck." Yan Bushi reminded, kicking away a trash can.

Drama looks like an abandoned dog licking: "Do you want to go back to my house and wait for your new teammates? It's okay, I will take good care of you until he comes to pick you up..."

Play fine.

Si Si stopped in his tracks: "I have something to do, I'll be back later."

Qi Mou waved: "Go, busy man."

Yan Bushi and Qi Mou followed the drama back home, and the three of them played cards and chatted all night.

Sisi also disappeared.

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The center of the eight directions world, the heart is like a palace.

A is lying on his adoptive father's lap, like a well-behaved child, looking at those calm golden eyes obsessively.

His heart seemed to hold his palms together, countless fragments of the world were shaking in his hands, and there was no wave in his eyes, like a god who controlled the world.

A's shoulder suddenly trembled, and he looked sideways to see a message, which showed: Someone is waiting for you in your hall.

Xinxiang casually asked: "What's the matter with you?"

A closed her pink eyes, and lied skillfully: "It's reminding me to prepare for the system selection level."

Xinxiang didn't even bother to nod his head, didn't ask any more questions, and was thinking about what it was all about.

A got up, put his arms around Xinxiang's neck, and said coquettishly like a child: "Father, can we not let fraud come? I don't like him."

Recently, System B will be selected.

"Fraud, it's been a long time. I'm looking forward to him." Xinxiang finally moved his eyes, stared at A, and said in a gentle tone, "You are 20 years old this year, go down."

A did not obey this order. He is a favored child of his adoptive father, so he can naturally enjoy this treatment.

A pouted a little unhappy: "But I don't like him, adoptive father, others are fine, and [Blessing] is also good."

"B, 98% of them are black codes." The mind image brought up the data screen, "[Blessings] is very difficult to win."

That's right, due to unknown reasons, players with code names starting with B are almost not good things.

In a group of extremely evil people, it is a bit bullying to let a priest out to fight with them.

A is still unhappy, his eyes are slightly sunken, and his tone is still coquettish: "Then it's good to change to someone else, isn't [crime] also good? Foster father, foster father, I don't like cheating."

The mind lifted A's arm, put him on the table and sat down, and said earnestly: "I personally tested the fraud, and I am optimistic about him. But whether it can become System B depends on his luck."

A opened his mouth slightly, and the sharp shark teeth were exposed for a moment, and then he closed it immediately. He still held Xinxiang's hand and refused to let go, as if he was a fish that would dry up and die without the touch of Xinxiang.

He was a little anxious, and even said indiscriminately: "But foster father, he was the one who opened the thorn..."

Open the thorn cage and save who.

"Xiao A, that's why you kept this matter from me for a year." Xinxiang's tone became a little colder.

"..." A's already pale face turned even paler, he smiled sarcastically, his pink eyes dodged, "I...I also just recently..."

He is not good at telling other lies in front of mental images.

"Are you still lying? You are the child I raised." Xinxiang leaned back in the chair, staring at A with sharp golden eyes, "Since you have contact with fraud, tell me about the people around him. You are old, don't Let me teach you a lesson."

"... [lie], only [lie]" A's back was tense, he lowered his eyes and dared not look at the person in front of him again, "he is the kind of person who does everything according to his will and saves people , and don’t care anymore.”

"Oh, that's right." Xinxiang's voice was low and terrifying, and connected to the communication with [Record], "Check and cheat the people around you."

Recording can be described as the dog leg of mental imagery.

Log: "His team information has been sent."

The first thing that appears on the screen is Qi Mou's face.

Xin Xiang smiled and stared at Qi Mou for a while, then looked at A with a gentle and penetrating gaze: "I killed his parents, he is very pitiful, I should make it up to him. You don't mind having another brother, right, little A ?”

Xinxiang is really a terrible pervert, and he even plans to consider his relative as his son.

A bowed his head and said nothing, he clenched his hands tightly, his nails dug into the flesh of his palms, and traces of blood filled his fingers.

Then came [lie], Yan Bushi's face in the photo also looked fierce, and there was a detailed introduction next to it.

But the mental image was not interested, so I turned to the next one.

A's hand moved slightly, but he clenched his teeth and forcibly restrained himself.

[Drama], when these two words came out, my mind leaned forward slightly.

Until that face was revealed, Xinxiang's expression did not change.

"Huh..." Xinxiang exhaled heavily, the tendons in his hands exploded, pinched A's neck with a few fingers, lowered his head, his golden eyes were full of fear, "Little A, you dare to lie to me. Tell me, who is he? Where is he?"

A's shoulders trembled slightly, and he put his cold hands on Xinxiang's wrists, begging for mercy: "I was wrong, foster father, I was wrong, he didn't complete the mind erasure, I just... I just want to finish it before taking him Come to see you."

"No need." Xinxiang's fingers suddenly loosened their strength, and tapped lightly on the back of A's neck a few times, like a benevolent father, as if the rage just now was just a child's illusion.

"Good boy, tomorrow, I will see the cage and the bird in the garden."

A's pink eyes seemed to be even redder, and he tremblingly embraced the man's hand: "Okay...Okay, adoptive father."

"I made an exception for the first time, and I'll give you a second chance." Xin Xiang let go of A's hand, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the colorful night of Bafang City, and looked back indifferently under the moonlight, "Hold on, go Bar."

Xinxiang is no longer interested in the information behind the team.

Seeing that the mind image no longer turned down, A was faintly relieved. He held his neck, but still reluctantly stared at the person in front of the window again, and then slowly exited the mind image palace.

[Loading your private palace. 】

On A's left shoulder, his accompanying system appeared with the import of data.

Perhaps because of the master's strong admiration and request, it did not turn into a similar appearance to the master, but became a silver-haired and golden-eyed doll with a paralyzed face that was [-]% similar to the mental image.

A responded in a low voice, grabbed the companion into his hand, pressed it tightly to his heart, and let out a long breath.

The madness in the young man's eyes gradually dissipated, he lowered his head involuntarily, and kissed the doll almost reverently.

【Loading complete.Please stop your weird behavior and your vain longing for fatherly love. 】

"Shut up." A threw the doll back into the space and walked into his hall.

Among the scattered picture books in a room, there is a tall and straight man standing.

A shuffled past him, and then fell into the couch, staring at the top of the Heavenly Palace with an indifferent expression.

"Ah... You're here, how did you get in? I don't seem to have given you a badge of passage? Forget it, I'm just looking for you."

The man was unexpectedly silent today, A was a little strange, and turned his head lazily.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you say that I threw books all over the room again this time?"

It's all A's monologue.

Soon A closed his eyes wearily again: "Okay, let me talk first."

"Can you stop teaming up with Qi Mou? Think about it, why do you want to get so close to him, aren't you my friend?"

Si Si, who had been silent all this time, moved at this moment.

He squatted down, picked up a picture book on the ground, closed it and put it back on the table: "Are you really going to continue to confront Xiao Qi?"

A's eyes opened suddenly, as if he had a premonition of something bad, he stared straight at Si Si in front of him, and the end of the sentence raised strangely: "What do you mean?"

Si Si still stood there, meeting the other party's gaze, his tone was gentle but firm: "If you insist on attacking him,"

"Then you don't have to show mercy to me."

The entire hall was filled with death-like silence.

After a long while, A suddenly burst into a burst of laughter. He laughed until he curled up tremblingly, and frantically wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands: "Ha, hahaha! You want to break with me for him? Him? For him!"

What a big joke that his father and only friend had deserted him for the same person.

A flipped off the recliner and approached Si Si step by step. His demeanor suddenly changed from peaceful to sharp and crazy.

"Why? Why?" His voice fluctuated from high to low, like a piano that has been tuned wrongly, "Do you regard him as your god?"

Si Si didn't retreat, but no matter how quick his thinking was, he couldn't communicate with a madman.

He could only sigh: "If, you can only understand this kind of statement——"

"Yes."

A's expression was distorted and ferocious, he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to tear the friend in front of him.

"That kind of person can also be your god? Don't you know..."

"Enough." Si Si interrupted, "Enough is enough, I have nothing more to say."

Sisi read the retreat motion and looked at him finally: "Goodbye,"

"rumor."

-

Qi Mou lay on his side on the bed, holding the cards in his hand, already playing quite casually: "Hey, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, play."

"Don't sleep, I'm leaving tomorrow." Drama put down his cards, "I won't play this with you."

Yan Bushi, who was about to fall asleep next to Qi Mou, showed no mercy, closed his eyes and said, "Hehe, you are the last one in any game."

A sober person can't play against two sleepy ghosts.

Juju hugged the pillow sadly: "Sisi, come back quickly, I can still be saved."

Just talking, ding dong ding dong—the doorbell rang.

Joy happily rolled out of bed to take a look, saw Si Si, and opened the door.

He was so enthusiastic, he dragged Sisi into the room, and pressed him on the big bed: "Come on, I will definitely not be the last one this time."

Four tall men squeezed into one bed, kind of bad.

Si Si still had a bag in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained.

Si Si said seriously, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

"Win the Octagon Lottery?" The drama was dealing cards to Si Si, and he tilted his head slightly to listen.

Seeing that Juju finally let them go, Qi Mou and Yan Bushi both planned to go to sleep.

Qi Mou didn't answer, just pricked up one ear, and if the news wasn't exciting enough, he would immediately fall asleep.

Si Si said: "A's code name is a rumor."

The author has something to say: the drama is temporarily offline and will come back later.Bad luck comes first.

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Both villains are perverted lunatics, a father and son with abnormal thinking have a pure relationship

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Mind image (I want to be a son when I see people): I think 7 is a son

Little Spring (?): Recognize 7 as the father