My chat group is so weird

At this time, Ling was staring at her brother as if he were a scumbag.

"what is happening?"

Mo Wang couldn't help but hold his forehead at this moment. This tragic Shura field seemed to be something he had never experienced in all the worlds.

"Twiggy! How dare you show up in a place like this!"

I saw No. 11 holding a weapon and staring at Twiggy with anger on his face.

Unfortunately, Twiggy was not afraid of No. 11 who was glaring at her, and even wanted to laugh.

"What's wrong? My dear sister."

"Is this your attitude after not seeing your sister for a long time?"

"Or are you jealous of my perfect face?"

After hearing what Twiggy said, No. 11's face became even angrier.

"Bah! What kind of sister are you!"

Number 11 glared at Twiggy angrily and said, "Besides, we look the same, why should I be jealous of you?"

"Oh? So you're just jealous of my good relationship with my master?"

As Cui Ji spoke, she lay on Mo Wang.

"You, you are shameless!"

Number 11 was shaking with anger, the weapon in his hand humming dangerously. "Calling him master or something... How shameless!"

Cui Ji leaned lazily on Mo Wang's shoulder, a playful smile on her red lips: "Oh, my dear sister, who said last time that she wanted to be Mo Wang's tool?"

She deliberately imitated No. 11's tone at the time, "'I will be your sharpest weapon' - who said that?"

"That, that's..."

Number 11's face flushed crimson, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped the knife handle. "That's professional loyalty! It's completely different from your shameless name calling!"

"Oh?"

Cui Ji twirled a strand of Mo Wang's hair with her slender fingers. "But seeing how you're blushing, it doesn't look like you're just talking about work~"

"I kill you!"

"Come on~"

An Bi stood between the two of them, feeling lost, her silver-white fur swaying anxiously. "Well... we're all sisters, let's talk it out..."

"Shut up, Amby!"

Number 11 glared at him angrily, "I still haven't settled the score with you for secretly sending lunch to Mo Wang last time!"

An Bi immediately jumped up as if his tail was stepped on: "Well, that was just to thank him for his help!"

Mo Wang sat stiffly in his chair, feeling three gazes fixed on him simultaneously. He raised his hands cautiously: "Well... how about we first..."

"you shut up!"

The three white-haired ones roared in unison.

Ling was crunching potato chips beside her, the disdain in her eyes almost tangible: "Brother, when did you become the male protagonist of a light novel?"

"This isn't my fault at all!"

Mo Wang was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He never expected that it would turn out like this.

He didn't even know what these three were doing here?

These three people have been coming here every day these past few days, as if they had made an appointment.

It's okay for the 11th, since they're on paid leave, so why is Twiggy coming here all day? Aren't they looking for legal work?

And Ambi! What's the point of checking in every day lately? That Nicole guy actually let you in?

Regarding the tragic battle between his rumored girlfriend and his sister-in-law, if other people experienced this kind of thing, they would probably be in ecstasy and feel extremely happy.

But what can he do? Mo Wang, who only wants to make money now, is really feeling annoyed.

At this point, he decided to immediately go to the group to ask his brothers how to deal with this matter.

[Owner of a video store]: Hey guys, I'm in big trouble, come and save me! (Crying Jpg)

[A certain Hyperion's tanking king]: What happened? When the boss behind the scenes was discovered by the strongest fox girl? She was about to kill you?

[A yellow-haired man from Teyvat]: I've been causing too much trouble and am now wanted by the whole city?

[Someone's Savior]: I think it's probably because he's been messing around too much, so he's going to be killed by Cheng-ge? But thinking about what's going on with you, I think it's unlikely.

[Video store owner]: Yes, my white-haired cats have suddenly become too numerous, and they've actually started to overwhelm my house! (crying JPG)

【The Garbage King of a Certain Train】:?

[The King of a Chicken Coop]:???

[The strongest fighting genius in human history]: It’s okay to have too much white hair.

[A Certain Strongest Demon King]: What? It's the White-Haired Shura Field that our Mo Wang envied the most?! Or the Shura Field of the Triple Sisters?

[A certain Hyperion's tanking king]: How could you possibly repair this! How could you possibly be experiencing such a good thing! I've never encountered this kind of white-haired Shura field before. I just caught one white-haired one, and you're already playing this!

[A Certain Ark Succubus]: To be precise, there are more than three.

[A Soul Player Who Dreams of Becoming a Card King]: Death penalty! No trembling allowed!

[Little Red Riding Hood, destined to be the king of pickup girls]: Death penalty, must be death penalty! Bros, we're all still single, and you're actually talking to us about this? Do you think it's appropriate?

[A certain most exciting Pokémon trainer]: Tsk, how come such a person appeared among us Mo Wang?

[The salty fish among the eight million warriors in a certain dungeon]: Feed me peanuts, feed me peanuts!

[Someone's sissy killer]: Alas, all the friends in the group have already done such fancy things, how come there are still some people who haven't even passed the novice level?

[A silly-faced novice knight who loves little princesses the most]: The content may cause discomfort, so it is recommended to delete it.

[Video store owner]: No! I'm really at my wit's end. These people are making such a fuss in the store that it's hard for me to do business.

[Train's Garbage King]: Haha, I'm going to throw all my suggestions away. If everyone did, there wouldn't be such a thing as Shura Field.

[King of a Chicken Coop]: That's right, can't you just be more like Caesar? At least give it a little more grass, so everyone can catch up on the show, right?

[The Strongest Fighting Genius in Human History]: Exactly, even though he's already the leading man, why is he still thinking about making money all the time? This is a serious, cool story.

[Video store owner]: No, your thoughts are too dirty, aren't they? Can you be more normal?

[The Strongest Fighting Genius in Human History]: When did the word "forgetfulness" become associated with normality? (Picking nose Jpg)

[A Certain Strongest Demon King]: Believe me, brother, the Shura Field is nothing more than a few girls jealous of each other. As long as you make them all too tired to cause trouble, the so-called Shura Field will be gone.

[A Certain Ark Succubus]: Damn, that sounds reasonable, Caesar is indeed the boss!

[A soul player who dreams of becoming a card king]; But the prerequisite is that you have to have an indestructible kidney (funny Jpg)

Looking at these old idiots in the group, Mo Wang felt that they were probably beyond saving.

Listening to the three people still arguing, Mo Wang couldn't help but feel a headache and planned to go upstairs.

And when Mo Wang left, the three sisters couldn't help but stop arguing.

"Um, are we arguing a little too much?"

An Bi looked at Mo Wang going upstairs, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes.

"Don't forget him, maybe he's angry?"

When they heard what Ambi said, even Ambi and Cui Ji, who disliked each other, couldn't help but show a look of worry.

"Hahaha, brother is just a little overwhelmed, it's not that serious."

Looking at the three sisters who were a little frightened, Ling walked up to Ambi and hugged her best friend.

"However, I have a way to make my brother feel better."

At this time, Ling slowly spoke to No. 11, Ambi and others.

As for Ambi and the others, the more they listened, the more they blushed.

Mo Wang went up to the room and was originally planning to play a game.

But just as Mo Wang picked up the handle, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Please, please come in..."

Before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open a crack. The first person to come in was Amby's furry white head. The ahoge on her head was shaking restlessly, and her cheeks were as red as a ripe apple.

"That, that..."

Ambi stuttered, but was suddenly pushed by someone behind her. She stumbled into the room, revealing No. 11, also wearing a maid outfit. Shockingly, she had taken off the goggles she always wore.

Mo Wang's controller fell to the ground with a clatter. Number 11 before him had the same delicate features as Twiggy and Amby, but his demeanor was more heroic.

She tugged at the hem of her skirt awkwardly, her silver eyelashes trembling constantly.

"Ling said..."

Number 11's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. "This will make you happy..."

Ambi frantically picked up the tray, and the teacups on it clinked: "I, we made tea!"

She lost her balance and the tea splashed on No. 11's skirt.

"so stupid!"

Number 11 instantly regained his fierce demeanor, but upon seeing Mo Wang's surprised expression, he immediately withered and muttered quietly: "...Anyway, it was all Ling's idea."

Mo Wang's gaze flickered between the two. Anbi, in her lace maid outfit, looked like a frightened little animal, while No. 11 was like a feral cat with a collar forced upon it, radiating an aura of "I'll kill you if you dare to laugh."

"you……"

Mo Wang swallowed hard, "Should I change it back first..."

"no!"

Suddenly, Ling Yuan shouted angrily from downstairs, "Brother must choose a favorite maid! Otherwise, I will lock you in the room!"

Then came Cui Ji's laughter, which was full of anxiety and fear, and said: "I bet 100 yuan that Anbi will win~"

"Then I'll bet on number 11."

Below, Cui Ji and Ling shouted as if they were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"Then, come in."

Mo Wang resisted the urge to rush down and teach his sister a lesson, and then let the two of them in.

Although Mo Wang didn't know when Ling bought this thing behind his back, the two of them looked surprisingly good in this outfit.

"Um, Master, do you need a massage, meow~"

"Massage? You can do that?"

Mo Wang looked at An Bidao in confusion.

"Didn't you say before that the work was a bit too tiring? So, I went to find someone to teach me."

At this time, Ambi continued.

"It seems that this is the case."

After Mo Wang recalled it at this time, he seemed to remember this matter.

An Bi's soft fingers rested cautiously on Mo Wang's shoulders, as if she were afraid of breaking something precious. Her fingertips felt slightly cool as she pressed clumsily along the line of his neck and shoulder.

"Is this okay?"

An Bi's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and her warm breath brushed against Mo Wang's ear. "I followed the video and learned for three days..."

Mo Wang closed his eyes, feeling his slightly trembling hands gradually find the rhythm: "Hmm, very comfortable."

Number 11 knelt beside him, her silver eyelashes blinking rapidly. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Mo Wang's right arm, her movements as stiff as if she were defusing a bomb.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Mo Wang frowned in pain.

"Press, massage!"

Number 11 yelled with a red face, but the strength in his hands immediately lightened a lot, "If Anbi can do it, I can do it too..."