Quadruple split.

Chapter 676 He Infiltrated
The warm and bright sunshine equally illuminated the entire City of Liberty. The chaos and darkness that filled every night had disappeared as usual a few hours ago. The light rain last night not only diluted the blood in the depths of every alley , It also brings fresh air to the city that lasts for a whole morning, and the earthy smell that almost no one will hate can make any normal person feel refreshed when he opens the window.

Mo Tan's spirit is now very vibrating, almost vibrating into vibration mode.
Although he routinely had several confrontations with a certain [-]m on the Internet before going to bed, and was in a hurry in the mid-term because the latter's offensive routine doubled and he had a sickness. , was almost picked out by the other party from more than [-] groups of emergency addresses, so that 'I' broke the boat, and carried out active personality transformation at the cost of giving up a large number of virtual nodes, and finally revealed the truth when I was about to die. Doubtful, relying on the frenzied operation of 'changing house' made the four-eyed tablet cast a mouse, and ended the menacing finishing touch, but he still felt very comfortable.

He never disliked the stimulation of walking on the edge of life and death, and it can even be said that he enjoys it.

It is also because of this that even though the brain is aching because of the amount of calculation that is almost two people, Mo Tan still looks energetic, and even has the heart to treat a certain woman with a good figure during the "sneaking" process. There was some rape.

"Mr. Cordoba."

Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the beautiful and mean-looking dark elf housekeeper frowned slightly, and said coldly to the human boy with aggressive eyes: "I thought you were a qualified and decent man." The gentleman here has even made plans to get you out of the 'apprentice' status in advance."

Mo Tan smiled slightly, his eyes were still fixed on the former's proud bust, and he impeccably bowed to this lady who had experienced a blood hug and whose status was much higher than that of a lowly person like herself. : "I hope you will not do this, dear Ms. Eva, this is the request of my life."

Eva Heizhi, the housekeeper of the dark elf, was slightly taken aback, and asked subconsciously, "Why?"

She couldn't help but be curious, because from a long time ago, the biggest wish of the 'temporary workers' like Cordoba in the manor was to get rid of their trainee status and become a full-time worker who would not be dismissed every few years and had to be paid twice. Double the official servants.

There is a stable backer, no need to worry about livelihood, no need to worry that one day you will die on the street casually, many people who have no skills and a relatively common background hope to get such a job in the free city , and becoming an official servant of the Keyworth family is one of the countless channels, and there is a unique advantage of being able to work here stably, that is, if you perform well, you may even get a "blood embrace" as a reward, The temptation to greatly extend one's lifespan is enough to drive many people who think their lifespan is too short to go crazy.

Although the special group of bloodseekers has many disadvantages, such as having to suck blood to survive, and being often viewed with colored glasses, etc., compared with the temptation to live dozens or even hundreds of years longer, this side effect is in many people's hearts. It is nothing in the eyes of people, not to mention that this is the most chaotic city of freedom in the entire continent. It is a city of freedom where even necromancers and believers of evil gods do not need to hide their identities, let alone bloodseekers. It seemed even more insignificant.

It is precisely because of this that, like the Keyworth family, which is not even considered a third-rate force in the city of freedom, there are so many people who come to apply for jobs every year hoping to become one of them, even if they can only start from the lowest level. The low-ranking servants at the first level have no complaints at first.

But as I said before, the Kyworth family, which is composed of bloodseekers as the core, is not even considered a third-rate force in the capital of freedom. The combined industries under its command only have one manor and two workshops. So naturally not so many people are needed, even temporary workers can't use that many, that is to say, unless there are special circumstances, there will be a new batch of manpower every three to five years, and only about one-tenth of them are not enough. The recruited talents can become regulars from 'apprentices', among which chefs, gardeners and the like account for the largest proportion, while ordinary servants are less likely to be regularized. The reason is very simple, that is, the threshold is low and the base is large.

But a housekeeper like Eva Heizhi, who has served the Keyworth family for more than three hundred years, naturally has the right to decide whether to let a trainee servant become a regular servant. In fact, the person in front of her is named Cole. The young man in Dowa is very attractive to her.

Although this Cordoba has only been working here for more than a month, his behavior is unmistakable. Compared with those little girls and boys who only work hard when someone is watching Cordoba, who was the earliest and the last sleeper, was like a model worker. This young man was able to handle any matter assigned to him in an orderly manner, without missing any seemingly insignificant, but actually insignificant details. He will take the initiative to help others share the work after finishing his duties. In terms of behavior, although he has not received any advanced education, he is also polite and meticulous, and his appearance is also very good. In fact, Eva decided to recommend him to become a regular two days ago.

But today
【Is he bewitched? 】

Ms. Eva looked at the downcast Cordoba in front of her with some confusion, completely unable to understand why this young man prevented her from recommending him to become a full-time employee.

"If it was a month ago, what you just said would have absolutely ecstatically delighted me, Ms. Eva."

Mo Tan sighed softly, shifted his gaze from the opponent's slender waist to the small trolley full of daily food in front of him, clenched his fists imperceptibly, and said in a low voice: " But now I'm afraid I can't calmly watch your busy figure in this mansion as calmly as I did at first."

Eva was stunned for a moment, and vaguely had some associations under a certain intuition unique to women, but still maintained a cold and blunt expression, and asked lightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about, Mr. Cordoba."

"It's understandable, dear lady. After all, we are people from two worlds. Even if I am lucky enough to get a blood embrace in the future, I will only be a worthless passer-by in your long life."

Mo Tan smiled sadly, and tightly held the small cart with his hands with white knuckles due to excessive force, and while walking towards the kitchen again, he said without turning his head: "I will take the initiative to resign in a month. The time I spent under the same roof with you will be the most important treasure in my life."

Although his words were very ambiguous, the head maid, whose IQ and EQ are not low, still reacted after being dazed for a few seconds, and subconsciously called out to the former's back who had walked a few meters: "Cole Mr. Dowa"

'Cordoba' paused for half a second with its stiff footsteps, and finally turned around the small fountain in the center of the courtyard without saying a word, and disappeared behind the hazy haze.

The average age of dark elves is [-] years old. For humans, even if they accept blood and become bloodseekers, they can only live three times longer at best, which is an average of [-] years old. The years that the baby has experienced so far are long.

For some reason, Eva Heizhi, who suddenly thought of this, had an impulse to immediately catch up with the girl who, logically speaking, hadn't met him a few times, or he felt that the two hadn't had a few encounters. The young man I met, let him speak clearly!
But she still didn't do that after all, she just shook her head complicatedly after being silent for a long time, and went back to the work she was supposed to do.

at the same time
"Heh, didn't you come after me? Well, if that old maid really came over, things would become a little troublesome instead."

Mo Tan deftly moved the ingredients on the wooden cart to the kitchen, chuckled and murmured, while opening the message bar casually, and sent a string of garbled characters to someone in the chat box.

'Garbage garbage garbage garbage garbage!Were you frightened into a fool just now? !Hahahaha, if it weren't for the noble hand of this lady, you would have been pushed into prison by the police to play with your ass by now! '

The other party's reply is also very fast.

'Ah'

Mo Tan succinctly replied to Futaba with a word, and then directly blocked it. The specific content can basically be interpreted as "Hehe, silly girl, you didn't realize that you had fallen into the trap until the end. If it wasn't for luck, you would have stopped in time." It was exposed by Lao Tzu all over the Internet, and now he still has the face to pretend to be in front of his father? '.

Although the expansibility is relatively strong, this is indeed what Motan wanted to express with the word "he", and it was also what Futaba deciphered from the word "he". The loophole that Wan suddenly leaked through his 'carelessness' was actually a trap, and when he reined in at the end of the cliff and stopped the offensive, he was in a lot of cold sweat.

Although if she hadn't chosen 'wisely' to rein in the precipice, Mo Tan might have been sent to prison and played with her ass by now.

All in all, as of just now, the two have been spraying each other on the message board for nearly two hours, yes, including the civilized, harmonious, honest, friendly, dedicated and free greetings between Mo Tan and Ms. Eva when they flirted It never stopped.

The result was the same as before, although the two men mixed a huge amount of temptation and counter-probing into each other's verbal swords, but basically nothing was achieved.

At least that's how it looks.
【Phew, don't worry about that dead tablet, it's really better to come early than to come by coincidence~】

After bidding farewell to the dwarf apprentice who was making soy sauce in the kitchen, Mo Tan just pushed the cart away when he saw a middle-aged man with a stocky figure, average appearance and short stature striding towards this side, bowing his head quickly and saluting: " Homeowner."

"Haha, don't be so stiff, be more casual."

The middle-aged man with a fair complexion that didn't match the style of the painting grinned, patted Mo Tan on the shoulder vigorously, and raised his eyebrows at him: "Is there any food in the kitchen?"

It was none other than the current owner of the manor, the current patriarch of the Keyworth family, and the uncle of Leisa Keyworth, who killed the former owner Fezelen on a dark and stormy night. Keleb Keyworth, the big oxtail of Keyworth and his wife.

As Leisa said, his conscienceless uncle didn't seem to have any pretensions. Even if he became the head of the house, he still looked like a cook, and his loud voice almost shook Mo Tan.

"There is food in the kitchen! Owner!"

Mo Tan also yelled at the top of his voice with a momentum no less than that of Kleiber, which shocked the latter until his head buzzed.

"Good boy."

Kleb Keyworth smacked his lips and nodded at Mo Tan: "Go ahead, I'll go in and find some meat to eat."

Then he rubbed his ears and ran to the kitchen.

"You walk slowly."

Mo Tan leaned over and bowed to Kleiber's back, and didn't straighten up until the latter waved his hands indiscriminately, watching the master of the house get into the kitchen, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc.

Game timeAM12:31
Freedom City, Gospel District, Sun Sect Chapel, Confession Room

"Hello, I am willing to be your listener and pray to the great god to forgive your crimes~"

A soft voice came from the opposite side of the board, and the pleasant voice was refreshing, making the young man sitting on the chair smile.

"I don't think I have any crimes that deserve forgiveness."

Cole Shulun leaned back on the chair cheerfully, stretched his body lazily: "Long time no see, Xiao Ai, it feels so good to hear your voice again."

The girl on the other side of the board was silent for a few seconds before she hummed slightly displeased: "Obviously, sir, you haven't committed any crimes like you said just now, and you haven't come to visit your friends for so long It was definitely a big mistake."

"Well, you're right~"

Cole trimmed his nails with the short blade hidden in the cuff, and asked with a smile: "So, will God forgive my sins?"

"God is too lazy to care about you!"

Xiao Ai curled her lips, and then suddenly giggled: "But I can forgive you, long time no see, Cole, you sound good."

The latter nodded slightly, and complained bitterly: "I'm just a little too tired. If you knew what my husband asked me to do, you would definitely cry of sympathy."

"You are more glib than before."

The girl rolled her eyes a little, and said narrowly: "Anyway, you voluntarily, the work is mostly a sign that the husband thinks highly of you."

"Come on, Mr. Ming obviously values ​​you more."

"No."

"it is true."

"Who said that?"

"Mr. told me personally."

"Eh?"

Six hundred and sixtieth IX: End

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