Chapter 137: Shocking the Snake

"Ma Long, you just said that the bad breath of the inferior half werewolf had a heart attack. It was such a clumsy speech to get home."

All the inferior half werewolfs, including Scar Twisen, were sent to the police station by Sheriff Bernard on the charge of infringing on other people's private property, so Toromi walked on the way back to Fanhua Courtyard.

But Toromi obviously did not intend to let Ma Long go. She seemed to try to prove to the little fox girl led by Ma Long that Ma Long is not a good candidate worth entrusting her for life.

"Hey-you say, why is this sentence so clumsy?"

Ma Long's face was not good-looking, so how could he not guess what Toromi wanted to do?

"Because although the half-werewolf has a stupid brain, its physical fitness is not as strong as it is. Only fools will think that creatures of the half-werewolf race will have heart disease that only pure blood humans and half-peels will have!"

Toromi presented the facts and reasoned, and implied that Ma Long was a fool, and that he had made a comeback because he was implicitly criticized by Ma Long's study in Ma Long's study - he held a grudge against a woman who was cheated on by a petty woman, so he would be "retaliated" at any time.

"Why do you want to make a bet? I will make that sentence become the latest buzzword of White Sand City and the symbol of tolerance in three days."

Ma Long stopped returning home and said in a confident tone.

"Three days are too long, and one day is almost the same!"

Unfortunately, Toromi's reaction was to sneer.

"No gambling, the day is too short."

This time, it was Ma Long's turn to sneer.

"Sure enough, it's still a clumsy statement."

There is no doubt that Malone's refusal to bet was exchanged for Toromi's advancement, or more accurately, a more accurate provocation.

"Torome, you woman... don't underestimate people!"

The effect of provoking seems to be good, because Ma Long's emotions have become unstimulating.

"Yes, I'm just underestimating you now."

Toromi continued to provoke. For her, the thing she wanted to see most now was the defeat of any situation in Malone - without affecting major events such as Xiaobawang Company.

At least in Toromi's opinion, it is absolutely impossible to turn a heart attack that is known to everyone in one day that is not good for the lower-class half werewolves to have heart disease, which is a symbol of tolerance.

"Okay, bet! I'll bet with you!"

Under the gaze of Toromi, who was full of confidence, Malone was so unbearable that he finally gritted his teeth and said this.

"This is what you said, the sentence you said in one day, "I guess he must have had a heart attack" has become the latest buzzword in White Sand City and the symbol of tolerance."

Toromi obviously did not intend to give Ma Long a chance to repent. Before Ma Long could gamble, she raised her right hand, which was standing palm like a knife, and reached out to Ma Long.

According to the conventional rules, clapping each other at this time is equivalent to a bet - it is said that this rule comes from the dark age, where frequent battles in that era made soldiers wear armor and iron gloves at any time, so handshakes become the easiest action to complete.

Having been in this other world for so long, Ma Long certainly wouldn't not understand this, so after a bang, his hand slapped with Toromi's.

But the next time, it was not like the normal clapping of the palms, and the two sides separated after clapping their hands, because Malone did something completely unexpected to Toromi - he grabbed Toromi's hand again and did not let go.

"You...you hate it, let go!"

Toromi tried to get rid of Malone's hand again, but unfortunately this kind of thing was not easy to do.

This situation made Toromi feel a little confused. Of course, it has nothing to do with the confusion of men and women, but because the little fox girl Ami was looking at her with a curious pure look.

"You think I'm stupid, and the bet has not been agreed upon yet. If you say I'll let go, I'll let it go?"

But Ma Long refused to let go. Just as he said, the bet had not yet been agreed upon, so how could he let go?

"We forgot the bet? Is there such a thing?"

Toromi tried to pretend to be stupid, but unfortunately she hadn't finished speaking. The little fox girl Ami who had been staring at her with pure eyes was nodding repeatedly.

So Toromi could only glar at the little fox girl who was turning out with her elbow, and then tweeted hard on the little fox girl's forehead with the index finger of her other hand: "No agreement, no agreement, okay."

The little fox girl reached out to touch her forehead that was quilted, showing a sweet smile.

"Hahaha--"

Compared to the little fox girl, she laughed implicitly, and Ma Long was just laughing heartlessly.

"Xiaoxiao, it's best to laugh to death!" Toromi's invisible double eyelids exposed again, his eyes widened to the level of non-mainstream selfies: "My bet... no, it should be my request. That is, you are not allowed to propose marriage again after I win. You understand what I mean, it's your time!"

"My request is that if you lose, don't worry about things that you shouldn't care about, and you understand what I mean."

Ma Long's drawing was revealed and said in a confident tone.

Looking at Ma Long's confident expression, Toromi's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. She gave birth to a bet that she shouldn't have played with Ma Long, which seemed to be the right thing to win.

Unfortunately, Malone would not give Toromi a chance to repent at this time. After he said his request, he immediately let go of Toromi's hand.

Let go of your hand and the bet is established.

Since the bet is established, where will Ma Long continue to stay on the road?

So after just a moment, Ma Long was already in his study and began to write quickly.

"Young Master, are you writing a new story?"

Adella, wearing a maid suit, was curious about the fact that she wrote something in person behind Ma Long. Adella hadn't seen her for a long time.

"That's right, although it's just some sensational things from the soulmate, and some fake materials fabricated by referring to a bet by a certain prince of bad luck to prove that he is indeed bad luck." Ma Longtou answered the question casually without replying, and then he was so busy that he was scratching his hair that he assigned a task to his personal maid: "Adela, please call the old housekeeper here. I have a job to him."

"Okay, I'll call the old butler here."

Although I really want to know what the Zhiyin style is and who is the certain Prince of Doomsity referring to, Adela chose to perform Ma Long's mission first.

"Master, you asked Miss Adella to summon me. Do you have anything to be told?"

When Ma Long was writing the end of his last short story of Zhiyin style, the old butler Stanley Will walked into the study under the guidance of Adella.

"There are certain things that I need to photograph someone to help me send these things to newspapers and ask them to publish the things I wrote in newspapers to be published tomorrow under various pseudonyms."

While speaking, Ma Long hurriedly ended the last short story of the soul-song-style, then folded it up and wrote the words "The God of Message, Joseph Cruze" on the back of the paper.

At Ma Long's hand, there were a lot of similar things, with different names written on them such as "Baisha Morning News" and "Baisha Daily" and so on. Even some roadside tabloids of not-so-large scale were honored to be on the list.

"Young Master, I'll do it myself!"

The old butler Stanley Will obviously intends to treat the things written by Malone as very important things.

"Well... it's okay, then I'll bother you, old housekeeper. I'll ask Icarus to follow you. It may not be safe outside these two days."

Ma Long thought about it for a moment and finally recognized the self-recommendation handled by the old butler himself. After all, those young men may really not be able to deal with some things, but Stanley Will, the old butler who has been storms for a long time, is different.

As for the labor elf dragon Icarus and the old housekeeper, it is because it may be really not safe outside now - those low-level half-werewolfs suddenly broke down the walls and tried to die, but they were judged by Toromi to be the counterattack of the Stein family. Will such a large family with a deep foundation be over?

It is impossible. It is probably just a test to incite the half-werewolf to tear down the wall and seek death.

Now the enemy is open and secret... It is impossible to say that every step outside is killing.

"Thank you for your concern!"

The old housekeeper also knew some things, so he was very moved by Ma Long's consideration of his personal safety as the first priority.

"Young Master, can I ask, what are these you wrote?"

After being moved, the old housekeeper asked this question, and he obviously wanted to offer suggestions.

"Are these? They are just some of the keywords that are sensational stories and supernatural stories of "I guess he had a heart disease". They are made up for a bet, although I still want to try to see if...beating the grass and startling the snake."

There is no doubt that people don’t have to use people. Since Malone chose to accept the old butler Stanley Will and handed over the heavy responsibility of the butler to others, he would not hide anything in such matters.

"Tear the grass and startled the snakes?"

The old housekeeper is still half understanding of this idiom translated by Ma Long.

"The sinister and cunning venomous snake lurks in the dark grass, waiting for the opportunity to bite people. If you use a stick to beat the grass, will you pull out the venomous snake lurking in the grass before the poisonous snake bites you, or just scare it away?"

Ma Long smiled slightly and patiently explained the idiom "Shocking the Snake" to the old housekeeper.

Just as Malone said, although he did this mainly to win Torome, his secondary purpose was to attract the "unkind comers" of the Stein family. After all, Malone now knows what his biggest problem is - his unstable foundation and cannot withstand the cutting of others' resources.

Therefore, the best way is to actively create a flaw that will not penetrate the foundation and let the other party jump out!

So, the old housekeeper suddenly realized that he had understood the plan of Ma Long, the new master, - Master Ma Long Liszt, who started his business with writing! He could actually think of using the method of writing articles to lead to the hidden Stein family.

---Separation line---

Well, the third update is used to thank all the book friends who gave generous rewards and the book friends who had their first monthly tickets. I owe the three chapters I owe last month and then make up for them... Well, I guess I can write another chapter at around 1 o'clock (lower pain).

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