Providing video marbles was a choice that Nick had made after careful consideration.

He didn't want to be a witness, that would have boosted his exposure to 100 percent.

Therefore, he would rather risk angering Roe than provide the video marbles to avoid being a witness in attendance.

But who knew how things would turn out in the end?

Nick was not only sad at this time, but also deeply sad.

The marbles were in Mo Lao Wu's hand, and he looked at Nick's eyes full of supplication and expectation, and then looked away.

Chiguoguo's refusal.

Nick's heart was cold, and he cheekily asked, "That, the image marbles are coming......"

Mo Lao Wu had not yet gotten rid of the unwilling emotions in his heart, and when he heard Nick continue to entangle, he glanced at Nick and said lightly: "I will hand over the marbles to Luo to deal with." ”

Nick's face changed, and the fox gene came into play at this moment.

He instantly guessed the reason why Mo Lao Wu wanted to hand over the marbles to Luo to deal with.

The first is that the object of the voyeurism is Luo, and the second is that Mo Lao Wu thinks that Luo has the right to dispose of marbles.

"The marbles were produced by my abilities, so only I can destroy the images stored in them. Nick was careful with his wording.

Theoretically speaking, the first thought of the voyeur is to destroy the image, and to substitute it from this position, presumably Mo Lao Wu will think the same way, right?

Mo Lao Wu took the marbles and said: "I don't think so, when the engraved DVD disc is eliminated, must it be sent back to the manufacturer for disposal? Any child can dispose of it with a hammer, right? Most of your 'thoughts' also need to abide by this rule, and this is a marble." ”

"If you smash it, the beautiful pattern inside will be gone. ”

“……”

Nick bowed his head in despair, speechless.

Mo Lao Wu's guess was right, marbles are only valuable when they are intact, and once they are broken, they are just ordinary glass slags.

The assertion that he alone could destroy the images is untenable.

Facing Mo Lao Wu, who has rich experience in reading ability, he can't hide anything.

Mo Lao Wu looked at Nick, who bowed his head and was silent, and did not think deeply, but put away the marbles.

Although he was unwilling, Luo had already made his attitude clear, so he could only do it.

The president has no opinion on this matter himself.

However, he didn't think he was qualified to bear that huge feat, and since Luo didn't want it, then he would give it up.

On the side, Norbu seemed to see Mo Lao Wu's decision, but he didn't say anything.

After knowing each other for so long, he has long understood Mo Lao Wu's inflexible and upright attitude.

Indeed, in terms of practical actions, it is unworthy of the name to let the two of them take the lion's share, but they have also contributed to it, and even almost died.

There is a fundamental difference in the thinking of Nobu and Mo Lao Wu.

In Norbu's opinion, if he does not inherit this merit, he will eventually be taken by the members of the association.

As long as you think so, you will not be willing to give up.

However, Norbu didn't intend to convince Mo Lao Wu, after all, it was Mo Lao Wu's style and decision.

"Didi. ”

A message came from the phone.

Norbu took out his phone and saw that it was Qiduo's application to enter the four-dimensional apartment.

"Qiduo wants to come in, I'm going to pick her up. ”

Nobu shook his phone and walked towards the door.

Nick was helpless and shrunk into a corner, trying to weaken his sense of existence.

Nitro and Lin Nie chatted casually, and the bean noodle man served tea and water on the side.

"Looks like you're going to have to 'sit' for a while. Lin Nie glanced at Mo Lao Wu, who was sitting on the sofa silently.

"Who's for sure?" said Nitro calmly.

Both old men knew what kind of effect that marble image would have in the game that followed.

That would have benefited Law, and it would also put Nitro at a disadvantage in the abdication turmoil.

Neither of the two old men who realized this said it explicitly, and the person concerned, Nitro, did not even object.

Because they couldn't dismiss Mo Lao Wu's kindness in seeking what he deserved for others.

I'm afraid, Luo will make a special call, and it has nothing to do with Qiduo, who is waiting to come to the room, right?

...........

The sky was overcast, the air was palpably wet, and the breeze on the face was slightly cool.

There is a lot of traffic on the road, and there is also a lot of traffic on the sidewalks.

March and his party arrived at the association by taxi, which looked much more comfortable with moderate traffic restrictions than the more congested traffic elsewhere.

Several people got out of the car and walked straight towards the gate of the association.

A little cold sweat oozed from both Menqi and Buhara's heads.

Although I was mentally prepared, when this scene really happened, it still had a certain visual impact.

Enter the lobby and walk into the elevator to the sixteenth floor.

The whole process was calm and there were no waves at all.

Seeing this, Menqi and Buhara, who were members of the association, relaxed a little.

On the sixteenth floor, there is the site of the Saling Museum.

Sabo was already waiting for March and his party, and when he saw March and them coming out of the elevator, the old man smiled and said warmly: "Welcome, welcome, come in." ”

"Is there anything to eat, I'm hungry. ”

Buharat is familiar with Saab and directly throws out the questions he is most concerned about.

Sabo gave him a blank look and said, "I knew that you were urine, and I had prepared it for you." ”

As he spoke, he walked into the company with everyone.

March, Nobunaga, and Wojin are all of Luo's people, so they are also his own people from Sabo.

Follow Saab into the company, and at a glance, it is deserted except for the emptiness.

Near the corner wall are numerous bookshelves, each filled with books.

Not far away there was a table where a beautiful woman sat and on the table in front of the beautiful woman sat a strange-looking creature.

That's Saling and Bruna.

At this time, Bruna is telling Sa Ling about the years in the belly of the island crab.

Sa Ling listened to it with relish, and from time to time she recorded what she saw and heard in her notebook.

A little further to the right is the sofa area where guests are seated, where a blonde girl with a ponytail sits and is holding a magazine for beautiful men.

But it was Bisji, whose eyes were shining starry at the photos of beautiful men in magazines.

Sabo takes the Macki crowd to the couch area, and takes special care of the March, and the enthusiasm is like tea pouring out of a cup, which attracts attention.

That warm look, as if entertaining the daughter-in-law.

March was a little overwhelmed.

Nobunaga and Ogin didn't care so much, they sat down on their own, and ate with the things on the coffee table.

The same is true of Bukhara, whose attention falls on the dazzling array of food on the coffee table.

"You're here. ”

Bisgi put down the magazine and glanced at the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, Bisiji looked at Sabo and complained: "Restrain it a little, people who don't know will think you want to eat tender grass when they see it." ”

Sabo's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said, "You can't talk nonsense, I still want to take Luo's toast at the wedding!"

March was stunned when she heard this, and everyone couldn't help but look at March.

Weddings and toasts?

What do you mean?

Even the sluggish Buharat couldn't help but stop his movements and look at March.

"Instead of that, you better solve your singleness problem. ”

At this time, Sa Ling's words floated over with a very faceless coldness, like a big stone smashing viciously on Sabo's head.