On the western side of the second floor of the underground parking lot, a blonde foreign woman was pressing a piece of gauze against a boyâs chest. Bloor flowed out and dyed the piece of gauze in a few seconds. She replaced it with a new gauze and pressed down, but the blood didnât stop. There was a huge gap in the boyâs chest, the ribs were already broken and the heartâs epidermis was scratched by a sharp edge.
The heart hadnât been completely punctured but such a wound was impossible to heal before the earth went online.
âIt is useless. He is just a reserve player and his physical fitness isnât as strong as an official player. The electric man stabbed very deeply. Even if it was me, I can only wait for death. Only a physique like Jack can survive this type of injury.â
A little fat youth cried out, âWhat should I do? Liu ChenâŚwill Liu Chen die?â
The foreign woman kept acting to stop the bleeding and didnât answer.
Once the chest was cleaned of most of the blood, she could finally see the wound.
The foreign woman immediately said, âTang Qiao, the needle.â
Tang Qiao set a medical suture needle on fire for two seconds before handing it over. The foreign woman immediately began to stitch up the wound in the boyâs heart. Her eyes were focused and the needle was moving extremely fast. However, the thin boyâs breathing was becoming lighter and lighter, his face gradually whitening.
Under the guidance of Jack, Tang Mo and Luo Fengcheng arrived at the second floor of the underground parking lot.
Jack said, âThe boyâs injury is really heavy. He isnât an official player and his physical fitness isnât good. I managed to carry him back to base and Liz is stopping the bleeding. Liz was a medical doctor studying at Fudan University. Our base also has some basic medical equipment. But Liz says that it is useless. The electric man almost dug out the heart.
Tang Mo quickened his pace. âHow long has he been injured?â
Jack replied. âFrom the moment I carried him to the presentâŚit is almost 40 minutes. I came as quickly as I could from the west.â
Jackâs strength was unquestionable. He would definitely run as quickly as possible without affecting the injured.
The three people finally arrived at the temporary operating room at Attackâs base. They had just entered when they heard a curse. âShit!â
The tall blonde pressed her hands on Liu Chenâs chest and pressed down hard.
Tang Qiao was wiping Lizâ sweat while the chubby youth was already crying. On the operating table, a tall and thin boy was turning blue. He lay quietly as the blonde female doctor gave him heart resuscitation. However, he never recovered his breath.
Tang Mo quickly stepped forward, pushing Tang Qiao and Liz out of the way.
The chubby youth looked up and cried out, âBrother Mo!â
The three of them all looked at him with astonishment.
Tang Mo had no time to explain and took out a tear-shaped gem from his pocket. He pressed the gem to Liu Chenâs chest and blood slowly infused into the gem. A trace of warm light emerged from the earthwormâs tear and penetrated Liu Chenâs chest.
Liz reacted at once and turned to look at Luo Fengcheng.
Luo Fengcheng nodded and made a gesture to not interfere. He walked to Tang Moâs side and watched the earthwormâs tear in Tang Moâs hand.
There was a fine crack on the earthwormâs tears and Liu Chenâs face gradually became rosy. He suddenly coughed hard and Tang Mo sighed, putting the tear back in his pocket.
The chubby boy jumped up excitedly. âLiu Chen!â
Liz and Tang Qiao also went to check on the situation of the thin boy.
Tang Mo gave his position to them and turned to Luo Fengcheng. âIt is a prop. I participated in an instance a few days ago and obtained it. It can repair serious injuries but I can only use it two times.â For Tang Mo, the earthwormâs tear was precious but not the most important prop. Rather than let Luo Fengcheng guess something by himself, it was better for Tang Mo to take the initiative and explain. However, it was a half-truth and still hid some strength.
Luo Fengcheng smiled. âYou healed him.â
The two people looked at each other and Tang Mo slowly smiled.
The relationship between Tang Mo and Luo Fengcheng was very strange. They werenât enemies but they definitely werenât friends.
In this world, Luo Fengcheng wasnât alone. He also represented the entire Attack organization and always had to think about Attack. Tang Mo didnât intend to join such an organization. He needed companions but he didnât want so many companions. Nor did he need so many to attack the tower.
After actually participating in the tower attack game, he understood how terrible this game was.
Tang Mo would strive to improve his own strength and he wouldnât be passive if he encountered an incident. But he wouldnât deliberately die. If he couldnât attack the tower then he wouldnât attack the tower. This was the life standard that Tang Mo recently established.
The earthwormâs tear had temporarily saved Liu Chenâs life but his injury was too heavy. It didnât take long for him to fall asleep.
The little fatty Zhao Ziang wiped his tears and walked to Tang Mo. Tang Mo gave him a look. He nodded and followed Tang Mo out of the operating room. Luo Fengcheng gave them some private time to talk. Tang Mo led the little fatty to a corner of the parking lot. After confirming there was no one around, he asked, âHow are Chen Shanshan and the others?â
The little fatty had been crying for too long and now his voice was a bit hoarse. âBrother, we left school the day after you did. I went with Liu Chen while Shanshan was with Feifei. We have long been separated. Liu Chen wanted to go home and check. He is a boarding student and his family is in Jiading District. In any case, my parents are gone so I went with him.â
Tang Mo was slightly relieved after hearing Chen Shanshan was in no danger.
The little fatty continued. âWe met the murderer last night. His ability was very strong, the strongest I have ever seen. Every part of his body can emit lightning and the nails and needles I had were useless against him. Liu Chen and I escaped all night but we didnât expect him to find us at noon today. Fortunately, the foreign uncle passed by and saved us, otherwise we wouldâve died.â
Tang Mo spoke. âHe is called Jack. He didnât happen to pass by. He was looking for the man hunting you.â Tang Mo thought for a moment. âI heard from Luo Fengcheng about this stowaways organization., They are recently very famous in Shanghai and came from the west. You went west to Jiading District so you mustâve heard about it. How did you still run to the west?â
The little fatty made a bitter expression. âWhen we left school, Shanshan said that we are children. If there are bad people, they would definitely go after us. So no matter what, donât make contact with a crowd and be careful. Liu Chen and I listened to her and didnât communicate with other people. By the time we heard about the killings in the west, it was already too late. Brother Mo, a lot of people ran away but we were running in the rear.
Tang Mo suddenly realized.
It was really self-defeating.
Chen Shanshanâs words werenât unreasonable. Considering the little fattyâs mind, it was better for him not to get in contact with people. For example, the little fatty still hadnât discovered that Tang Mo had become âMomoâ and kept shouting Brother Mo.
As long as there were no accidents, Chen Shanshanâs idea was very appropriate. However, there were murderers. The small fatty didnât contact other people and didnât get the news, delaying his escape time.
Tang Mo thought about something else. âYou can move knives?â
âEh Brother Mo, how did you know?â
âI heard Jack say it. He said that when he arrived, he saw you quickly move a knife and cut the arm of the stowaway.â
The little fatty pointed his right hand at the ground. Tang Mo looked in the direction of his finger. He saw a big piece of broken rock rise from the ground. It shook in the air like a drunkard, unable to find a direction. Tang Mo stared intently., Once the stone was one metre in front of him, Tang Moâs eyes narrowed.
The stone flew towards him in the blink of an eye.
The stone fell to the ground and the little fatty gasped, raising his hand to wipe at the sweat on his forehead. His fingers trembled slightly as he said, âApproximately three days ago, I found that I can slightly move some heavier things. But I still canât do as much as when I move nails and needles. For example, I can make this big stone fly very fast within one metre. If it is too far then I canât do it. In addition, the energy consumption is very large and I canât reuse it for a short time.â
Tang Mo nodded approvingly. âIt is a very powerful ability. Perhaps later it will become stronger.â
The little fatty scratched his head.
Tang Mo wasnât comforting him. He really felt that this ability was very powerful.
The little fattyâs ability was strong in two points. One was the element of surprise. Just like right now, Tang Mo hadnât expected that the stone would move in front of him so quickly. If it was a knife, it mightâve stabbed him between the eyebrows. It wouldnât kill him but he would be seriously injured.
On the other hand, the little fattyâs ability was becoming stronger.
Since the earth came online, Tang Mo had basically been acting alone. He didnât have a companion and didnât know if other peopleâs abilities would become stronger. But the little fattyâs ability had obviously become stronger and still had room for development.
Tang Mo asked a few more questions before letting the little fatty go back to the operating room to find his friend. He walked along to Luo Fengchengâs office, his head bowed as he thought.
As he reached the middle of the second floor underground parking lot, Tang Mo looked at the monitors around him. The switch lights indicated that all the cameras were off. However, Tang Mo bent over to grab a small pebble and broke all the cameras.
After the earth went online, humans lost power and couldnât create new electricity. The current electricity used by Attack was from a small generator left by the mall itself. They used it very frugally and generally didnât use it at night. For example, Liz hadnât used electricity for the thin boyâs operation. First, there were no sterile conditions so everything was simple. Second, his injury wasnât something that could be cured with modern medical equipment.
After identifying that no one was around, Tang Mo headed to a van and opened the door to the back seat.
He took out his abilities book and turned it to the front page.
[Ability: Donât give money for eating]
[Function: Collecting abilities.]
Tang Mo carefully read the text on the first page three times before turning to the second page.
[Ability: I have a worst spiritual field than a protagonist]
[Owner: Qian Sankun (Stowaway)
[Grade: Level 2. Can store two types of inanimate objects]
[Limit: Only objects of the same type can be stored and no bodies can be stored.]
[Note: Qian Sankun doesnât knowâŚ]
Tang Moâs gaze stayed on the âlevelâ and ârestrictionâ lines. After reading it for a long time, he turned to the third and fourth pages. He read all 11 pages of the abilities book before turning back to the first page and looking at his ability.
âThere are no levels or restrictionsâŚâ Tang Mo frowned.
Zhao Ziangâs ability showed an obvious improvement. Tang Moâs first thought was the âability level.â Of the 10 abilities he collected, only Chen Shanshanâs ability was level 3. The rest were level 1 and 2. Tang Mo didnât know what the little fattyâs ability was like but he guessed that the level of the ability mustâve increased.
If the ability could be improved then it explained how players could attack all seven floors of the black tower in the future.
The first floor of the black tower was so difficult. If the playerâs level couldnât be improved, they wouldnât be able to cope with the more terrible tower games. ButâŚ
âMy ability has no level or restrictions. Tang Moâs finger rubbed on the words âDonât give money for eating.â
âThere are still restrictions.â For example, killing people can get abilities. Obtaining things from others without giving money can also give me abilities. But there are limitations. The fact that I didnât get little fattyâs ability should be related to this restriction.â
Tang Moâs brain worked quickly. He recalled every detail from when he was in the middle school and trying to get the little fattyâs abilities.
âIt is because he didnât want to give me the cookies?â Tang Mo rejected it as soon as he expressed the idea. âIt canât be that simple.â
Tang Mo couldnât say why but he felt it wasnât so simple. In order to verify his thoughts, he went back to the operating room and found the little fatty sleeping by the bed. He gently woke the boy up.
âWhoâŚah, Brother Mo?â The little fatty rubbed his eyes wearily.
Tang Mo led the little fatty out of the operating room and said, âCan you give me the knife you used to cut that manâs arm? I want to see if I can find something new. For example, why do the stowaways want to eat peopleâs hearts?â
The little fatty didnât even think about it. He quickly took out the knife from his belt and passed it to Tang Mo.
Tang Mo stared at him. âDo you want to give me this knife?â
The little fatty made a strange expression. âWhy wouldnât I want to give it to you? It is a knife. Brother Mo, take it.â
Tang Mo took the knife and the little fatty ran back to the operating room.
Tang Mo found a hidden place to take out his abilities book and opened it to the 12th page. As expected, it was blank. The little fattyâs ability didnât appear.
Tang Mo closed the book and threw it into the air with an expressionless face.
Sure enough, this damn book deliberately tossed urine at him every time. There was no way the restriction would be so simple. He still needed to find out more about his abilities.
Tang Mo found Luo Fengcheng.
Luo Fengcheng didnât ask why he was gone for so long. He just handed over a folder. âWe know that there are seven stowaways who came from Suzhou, at least seven. Eight days ago, two official players fled from Suzhou to Shanghai and news of the stowaways organization came from their mouths. According to them, there are 10 stowaways and at least 1,000 players have been murdered in Suzhou.â
Tang Mo stopped his action of opening the folder and looked up. â10 people killed 1,000?â
âThe official players and stowaways are stronger than the reserve players. In addition, abilities range from strong to weak.â Luo Fengcheng continued his explanation. âThese 10 people are at the top of the food chain. Most of the people they killed were reserve players. At the beginning, it was sneak attacks at night. Then they started to kill in the daytime. They acted as a group until recently and now they are often separated. And MoâŚâ
Luo Fengcheng didnât call out Tang Moâs name. He coughed and said, âEven now, most people donât have the courage to kill.â
Tang Mo understood this truth.
The earth went online and more than six billion people disappeared at once. The horror of the black tower hung over the head of every human. It had only been one month. The peaceful life from one month ago was still vivid. Most people didnât dare kill people. They would kill their enemies but when faced with the choice to kill, there would inevitably be some hesitation.
Even if you were stronger then the opponent, the opponent could use this hesitation to kill you.
The 10 stowaways killed people without blinking and ate their hearts. This type of psychology, almost all players couldnât compete with it and would die.
Tang Mo said, âIn the beginning, it was a sneak attack. Later, they dared to openly kill people. They are getting stronger.â
The two people looked at each other and agreed. âEating people can increase their strength.â
Tang Mo opened the folder given by Luo Fengcheng and looked at the abilities of these seven people.
The Attack group were the elites. Everyone was strong but they only had 20 people. Most of the people who saw the stowaways died. Luo Fengcheng took a long time before managing to collect information on three stowaways.
âThe first man is called the electric man. He is the one who chased the two children. Luo Fengcheng explained. âHis real name isnât known and his ability involves lightning, so I call him the electric man. His electricity is so strong that he once destroyed a five-storey residential building. The cooldown of his ability is unknown. When he fought Jack, the shortest interval he used it was 32 seconds.â After a pause, he added, âI specifically told Jack to remember the timing so 32 seconds is accurate.â
Tang Mo looked at the second person. âBlack belt?â
The name was strange so Tang Mo looked at his ability. After seeing his ability, Tang Mo was even more stunned.
Luo Fengcheng nodded. âYes, this black beltâs ability is unknown. Every time he appears, he has a stowaway as a bodyguard and he uses a gun. His eyes are wrapped in a black silk ribbon so I called him black belt. But he isnât blind. Despite the thick black cloth, he could still walk normally. I suspect that his ability isnât offensive and is related to his eyes.â
It was a very strange ability.
Tang Mo looked at the third person.
Luo Fengcheng said, âThis person is the simplest. HIs nickname is speed. His ability is to move fast, very fast.â
Tang Mo asked, âHow fast?â
Luo Fengcheng picked up a glass of water from the table. Tang Mo hadnât reacted when Luo Fengcheng quickly raised his right hand and smashed the cup against the wall. There was a bang as the ceramic cup shattered into countless small pieces and landed on the ground.
Luo Fengcheng turned. âHis speed is probably this fast.â
Tang Mo fell into deep thought.
Out of these three men, apart from the unknown black belt, the other two abilities were terrible. If there were more terrible people among the remaining four then these seven powerful were absolutely dangerous and formidable enemies.
The next morning, Tang Qiao led the little fatty to find Tang Mo. The young woman in black had a cold expression as she said, âHe said he wants to tell you something.â
Tang Mo looked at Tang Qiao, who quietly turned and left.
Zhao Ziang stepped forward and said, âBrother Mo, I think I want to join the Attack organization.â
Tang Mo didnât object. He just asked, âWhy?â
The little fatty looked serious. âMy ability isnât strong enough to protect me and my friends. My family is gone. Brother Mo, you donât know this but when I left the school, I swore an oath. I want to protect all of my remaining friends, including Liu Chen, Shanshan and you.â
Tang Mo didnât think of this. He looked at the little fatty who was staring at him seriously.
âIf Uncle Jack hadnât come this time, Liu Chen would definitely be dead and I mightâve died. I thought I could grow up to protect everyone but it seems the road is too difficult. Therefore, I want to join Attack. Like them, I will constantly challenge instances and improve my strength to attack the black tower.â The little fatty added. âAfter I enter Attack, they can teach me fighting skills and some tricks to play games. It is quite good.â
Tang Mo didnât want the little fatty to go through such a difficult and dangerous road. But looking at the firm expression on the little fattyâs face, he didnât say any words of opposition.
This was ultimate anotherâs path. The little fatty was 16 years old and had his own judgment.
After saying these, the little fatty added, âOh yes, I almost forgot to say something. Brother Mo, I want to find Shanshan. This time something big happy. I think I should tell her to be careful of these people and to not worry about me and Liu Chen.â
This matter was more shocking then hearing that the little fatty wanted to join attack. âYou have a way to contact Chen Shanshan?â
The little fatty first shook his head and then nodded. âWhen we left school, Shanshan said that phones and the Internet canât be used anymore. Once we separate, it will be difficult to contact each other in the future. She said that if any of us wants to get in touch, we should go back to the school and shove a note under the podium of class five. As long as people go back and see the note, we can find each other. Shanshan was a student of class 5.â
The little girl had thought very carefully and even had a location to hide things.
âBut Shanshan shouldâve already arrived in the countryside. The stowaways matter has spread through Shanghai so they should be hiding. They wonât go back to the school to read the note. But I still want to leave a message for her. If she doesnât go to the country, I hope she will come to us. It will be safer.
In fact, the countryside wasnât safe. Yesterday, Tang Mo heard Luo Fengcheng say that the stowaways had slaughtered a village near Suzhou.
Tang Mo said, âNo, she will go back.â
The little fatty asked, âWhy?â
âYou are Chen Shanshanâs friend and want the strength to protect her. It is the sameâŚyou are her friend as well.â
Things couldnât be delayed. Tang Mo wrote a letter and prepared to go to Shibei Middle School.
The middle school was in the Jingâan District while Attackâs base was in the Pudong new area. With Tang Moâs current strength, he would be able to come back in the evening. Originally, the little fatty planned to go with him but Tang Mo said, âThe stowaways know you. It isnât just you but everyone in the Attack organization.â Apart from Luo Fengcheng who never went out.
âIn their eyes, I am just an ordinary person living in this mall, a reserve player. There are a lot of players in this mall. Recently, many have left but there are still more than 80 people. If I go out alone, I will be a small target and it is likely that they wonât pay attention to me at all.â Tang Mo calmly said, âNo one knows if the stowaways have an arrangement outside the mall, waiting for you or any Attack members.â
The little fatty listened to this and didnât follow. He drew a rough map of the school, telling Tang Mo where class 5 was and how to put the letter.
At noon, Tang Mo grabbed a white sportswear outfit from a big-name sportswear store on the second floor of the mall, deliberately wrinkled it and put it on. He wore a black sports belt, running shoes and opened walked out the door of the mall.
On the outside, he looked like a 19 year old college freshman. Young and handsome, he wore sportswear and was ready to go exercise. Tang Moâs expression was very relaxed. When he was walking, he wasnât fast or slow and his footsteps were slightly frivolous. He left the mall and headed to a nearby factory area.
According to what Tang Mo heard from Jack, there were several entrances to S-type instances in this factory area. It wasnât just members of the organization. Other players in the vicinity would often come here to enter the S-type instance and challenge the missions and monsters inside.
Tang Mo circled three intersections and finally walked into a factory. There was the entrance to a S-type instance in this factory. Normal people would think he was going to challenge the instance. Tang Mo waited for half an hour before leaving the factory from the back door and going to Pudong.
Along the way, he looked for remote paths, dark alleys and walked very fast.
It was three in the afternoon when he walked to Jingâan District. Tang Mo found the path to Shibei Middle School using his memory. His right hand touched the short iron fence of the school gate and jumped into the school. He used the map drawn by the little fatty and found the first teaching building.
Before Chen Shanshan left, she closed all the security doors on the first floor of the teaching building. That way, if other people entered the school, whether they were enemies or friends, she would find out when returning to the school and could be prepared.
Tang Mo used his palm to break the lock and pushed open the door. When he walked up the first floor staircase, he turned and gently closed the door.
On the second floor, he found Class 5. Tang Mo put the letter into the dark space below the podium and turned away.
A young and handsome man wearing white sportswear. Tang Mo walked lightly down the stairs and towards the security door. He looked down at the position of the anti-theft door lock and then the bag he was carrying.
There was silence on the campus. Only the wind blowing across the grounds and the stones rolling could be heard.
Tang Mo placed his hand into his bag, as if to pull out something.
In the empty teaching building, he stood alone on the first floor. He didnât push open the security door. He just stood in front of it, pulling something out from his bag. Tang Mo didnât seem to find it as he searched his bag for a long time. A minute later, he lowered his head and looked into his backpack, seemingly searching for something.
The moment his head lowered, he suddenly opened a pink umbrella, blocking the big knife slamming down towards Tang Moâs head.
The man with the knife was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly jumped onto the staircaseâs handrail before jumping. His body appeared five metres away.
ââŚTransformation.â Once the last word was spat out gently, Tang Moâs wrist moved and the small parasol opened on his shoulder. He looked up at the knife man standing on the 2nd floor stairs.
The man was 1.7 metres tall and had a knife scar 9cm long that ran from the corner of the eye to the chin. He wore a black vest and held a long machete in his right hand. He was smiling as he looked at Tang Mo. âHow did you know I was here?â
Tang Mo looked at him coldly, fingers clasped on the handle of the small parasol. âIntuition.â
The scarred man laughed. âI donât believe in things like intuition.â
Tang Mo asked, âWhy did you follow me?â He had waited 30 minutes in the factory in order to prevent tracking.
âFollowing youâŚâ The scarred man looked at Tang Moâs body before finally his face. All of a sudden, his smile disappeared. âI really hate that little white face. I canât kill himâŚso I will kill you!â
The moment his words ended, the figure of the scarred man disappeared from the stairwell.
Tang Mo waved Grandmother Wolfâs small parasol and blocked the left side of his body. The manâs figure suddenly appeared on his left and the knife collided with the hard surface of the umbrella, causing sparks to fly from the metal collision. The other party hadnât expected Tang Mo to know where he was. After the knife was blocked, his eyes became more violent and he attacked faster. The shadow of the knife was dense and endless.
Tang Mo found that resistance was increasingly difficult.
He had guessed who this man was.
This was âspeedâ among the seven stowaways.
The man was faster than what Luo Fengcheng said. Perhaps it was because after Attack gained his information, he ate a playerâs heart and his ability improved.
Tang Moâs physical fitness was strengthened and his dynamic vision had reached a fearful level. However, he still couldnât see the figure of the knife man and increasingly relied on the sound of wind to judge the manâs next move.
Just now, Tang Mo said that he discovered the man with his instincts and he hadnât lied. But it wasnât accurate either.
He felt as if someone was following him but no matter how he looked, he couldnât find anyone. If it was ordinary tracking, Tang Mo wouldnât have sensed it multiple times. In todayâs world, there were indeed some players who would follow and rob players of their resources. But the man had followed him all the way to the teaching building.
When Tang Mo closed the security door of the teaching building, he quietly pulled out his own hair and placed it in the door. Once he finished putting the letter, his hair had fallen to the ground.
Tang Mo couldnât be sure where the person who followed him was but there was a 90% possibility that they were inside the teaching building and watching him. Therefore, he pretended to look for something in his bag. In fact, he was already holding Grandmother Wolfâs small parasol and whispered the spell to use it.
The scarred man saw Tang Mo bow his head to take something out and felt this was a good time for a sneak attack. Tang Mo opened the small parasol to block the attack and found the tracker.
The scarred man used the narrow terrain of the staircase to constantly change positions, stepping on the wall and rushed at Tang Mo from all angles. Tang Moâs small parasol never closed. He could only keep it open as a shield. The scarred man didnât give him any time to breathe.
His knife moved in the complete opposite direction and Tang Mo had no time to shift the small parasol. Tang Moâs eyes narrowed and a large stone appeared in front of Tang Mo, blocking the knife.
The scarred man held his knife and suddenly understood. âThis power is the same as the little fatty yesterday. You are actually from Attack!â
Tang Mo ignored him, found the opportunity to close the parasol and aimed the tip at the scarred man.
The tip of the small parasol looked like ordinary plastic. It was round and not sharp at all. The scarred man didnât think much of it and slowly moved sideways to avoid it. He didnât expect the tip of the umbrella to move down his arm, cutting it and causing bleeding.
The scarred man didnât dare to be careless. He screamed with anger, moved his right food and disappeared onto the stairs again.
Tang Mo and the scarred man acted on the stairs for a long time, the big knife and small parasol colliding again and again.
Grandmother Wolfâs small parasol was exactly as described. The surface was extremely hard and the knife couldnât pierce it. Meanwhile, the tip had strong attacking power. If Tang Mo used extreme force, he could stab through the wall. But the labor of division was clear. The umbrellaâs surface couldnât be used to attack and the tip couldnât be used for defense. It was unlike the big match which could be both offensive and defensive. If the big match hit the knife then the knife would be broken.
The scarred man gradually got the upper hand.
Tang Mo wasnât a martial artist and couldnât catch up with his speed. He could only blindly resist. The knife slashed across Tang Moâs shoulder. Tang Mo made a humming sound and moved the umbrella. The scarred man quickly escaped, moving from the top of the stairs to the security door instantaneously.
The scarred man stood in front of the security door at the bottom of the stairs while Tang Mo stood on the platform between the first and second floors.
Tang Mo touched the wound on his shoulder and his hand became wet with blood. The wound was slowly healing but blood would flow for at least another minute.
The scarred man sneered and didnât talk nonsense. He raised his knife and rushed towards Tang Mo.
Tang Mo threw his small parasol towards the scarred man.
The scarred man made a ridiculing expression and easily avoided the attack of the small parasol. He looked up at Tang Mo, only to see Tang Mo place his hands on his hips and open his mouthâ
âReturn my grandfather!â
The scarred man was forced to a corner. He could rush towards Tang Mo or turn to the security door and leave. When Tang Mo shouted this sentence, the man felt alarm. Something felt wrong and he wanted to run away. But as he tried to push open the security door, he found the small parasol jammed in the door lock position, firmly keeping the door closed.
The umbrella was originally aiming for this door, not him!
Uneasiness rose to the max in the scarred manâs heart and he roared at Tang Mo, âI will slice you up!!â
The next second, a hot fire burst from Tang Moâs mouth. The flames filled the entire staircase and the scarred manâs voice and body was engulfed in the flames. Among the blazing yellow flames, a black figure walked painfully towards Tang Mo. He groaned and his speed became slower and slower. Finally, he fell on the sixth step and struggled to climb up out of the flame covered area. However, he could no longer move.
The âGoblin, return my grandfatherâ ability emitted 800 degree Celsius flames for 30 seconds.
30 seconds later, a charred human-like object was on the ground, not moving. Tang Mo stopped blowing out the hot flames and stepped towards the burnt body of the scarred man.
Just as he walked over, a knife suddenly appeared in the scarred manâs right hand. The man used all his strength to stab up at Tang Mo.
Tang Mo was on guard. A giant match appeared in his hand and smashed against the manâs wrist. There was a loud sound and the burnt body part broke into two parts, landing on the ground.
The scarred manâs body was black, only his eyes were white. His opened his mouth and stared at Tang Mo, uttering the last sentence of his life. âWhyâŚyou haveâŚthree abilitiesâŚâ
The first ability âCome and hit me, come and hit meâ used a stone to block the knife.
The second ability âGoblin, return my grandfatherâ burned the man who had no way to escape.
The third ability âI have a worst spiritual field than a protagonistâ pulled the big match out of thin air and finally destroyed the scarred manâs last hope.
Tang Mo looked at the desperate and in pain man and didnât answer. He just raised the big match and directly smashed the man in the skull.
âThis year, who would pick a just and honorable duel?â
Tang Mo no longer looked at the body of the scarred man. He went to the security door and pulled out the small parasol. His bag had been burned along with the scarred man. Fortunately, he hadnât brought anything in it apart from the small parasol.
Tang Mo took the small parasol and left the school.
At the same time, 100 kilometers away in Suzhou.
A black off-road vehicle left the Suzhou toll station exist of the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway and slowly entered Suzhou.
The city was quiet. The black-haired man sat in the driverâs seat and drove with one hand, seemingly careless as his sharp eyes glanced around the empty city. He drove to the downtown commercial street, got off his car and found a bookstore, grabbing a map of Suzhou to Shanghai.
After doing all of this, he opened the door and sat in the driverâs seat. He glanced at the map before placing it down on the passengerâs seat.
The atmosphere of the car was quiet. Then there was silver flash as a dagger stabbed from behind the man in black, piercing through the cushion of the driverâs seat towards the back of the manâs neck. The sharp tip of the knife got closer and closer to skin. The moment it was about to stab through, there was the sound of a metallic impact.
The bald man who initiated the surprise attack was shocked.
He saw that the soft skin that the dagger had aimed for had suddenly turned into silver steel.
The bald man sighed and waved his right hand. Suddenly, there were countless sharp weapons in his hand. He aimed these weapons at the man in black. The latter didnât move, just raising one hand. The warm sunset came in through the front window of the car, showing the hand that had turned into a black triangular cone-shaped weapon.
The man in black waved his arm and the dozens of knives smashed through the window out onto the road.
The bald maâs face was horrified and he turned to open the door. But just as his hand touched the door handle, a cold hand grabbed his neck. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the other person.
Fu Wenduo looked indifferently at him. His fingers moved and there was a sharp sound as the bald manâs head was twisted off his shoulders.
Fu Wenduo threw the body of the sneak attacker onto the road. He stood in the once prosperous commercial street and looked at the setting sun.
SuzhouâŚwas a bit wrong.