The middle-aged woman was holding the huge die.
Her whole body was trembling.
Her eyes were red. She sat on the ground.
She looked at Mario standing on the stage and didn't roll the die.
Mario asked her with concern, "My lovely child.
What's wrong with you?
Why don't you roll the die? "
The middle-aged woman looked at Mario with horror.
Mario's voice was cold. "Don't you want to play games with Uncle Mario? Huh? "
The middle-aged woman cried out in fright.
She subconsciously threw the die. The big die spun three times on the ground and finally landed on three points. The middle-aged woman cried out in fear.
It was almost the same as crawling.
She ran to the 20th square where Tang Mo was standing. Mario looked at the funny appearance of her crawling on the ground.
He laughed.
Then it was the bald man.
He picked up the die and it wasn't just him who was afraid.
There was also the middle-aged woman.
The bald man was now standing on the 19th square and was about to start his fifth round of rolling the die. Just now, the middle-aged woman had run to the 20th square.
Tang Mo was already there and they were now two people standing on the 20th square. But because Tang Mo had only reached the fourth round, he wouldn't trigger the 'who wants to share your joys and sorrows?' effect.
But if the bald man rolled a point this time, he would walk to the 20th square. Tang Mo wouldn't be affected but he would face the seven levels of punishment with the middle-aged woman.
The bald man's head started to sweat. He nervously raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his face, his legs shaking. He stared at the big die in his hand.
The middle-aged woman was also sitting on the ground, her eyes filled with hope.
She looked praying at the big die in the bald man's hand.
"Don't be a point … don't!" The bald man roared.
He closed his eyes.
He threw the die.
Dong!
The die landed and he opened his eyes.
It was a point.
The bald man's whole body softened as he walked to the 22nd square.
The two of them were afraid, but the third man with a beer belly who was rolling the dice was much more confident. He held the die and shouted without fear, "I don't believe it. My luck is so bad. How can I roll a point and a point? Definitely not! "He wasn't afraid but the middle-aged woman and the bald man in front of him were looking at him nervously.
Tang Mo looked at the man with the beer belly standing on the 19th square. He looked down at the man's hand that was holding the dice. He saw that the man's hands were so stiff that he could barely hold the dice. It was obvious that he was pretending to be calm.
The man with the beer belly took a deep breath and suddenly threw the dice. The dice spun in the air. His eyes were wide open, staring at the dice without blinking. When the die landed on the ground, he panted heavily and sweated profusely as he ran to the 22nd square.
The fourth and fifth dice rollers would have an easier time. This was because one of them was standing on the 15th square, while the other was standing on the 14th square. They were at the end of the group and were quite far away from the others.
The fourth middle-aged man didn't speak much. He had the lowest presence among the eight of them. Tang Mo recalled that his name was Zhao Guo. The name sounded very ordinary. He took the dice and threw it with a pale face. When he saw the number 1 on the die, he heaved a sigh of relief and walked to the 16th square.
The fifth person to roll the dice was a young man. He seemed to be a boyfriend and girlfriend with the sixth young woman. One of them stood at the end of the line at the 14th square while the other stood at the front at the 22nd square.
The pressure on the young man wasn't particularly big. He wouldn't be in danger as long as he didn't roll a point of 2. Finally, he stood on the 18th square and it was the young woman's turn.
Among the group, this woman was the most relaxed. She stood two squares in front of Tang Mo. She held the giant die in her hand and kept repeating, "6, 6, it must be 6."
Tang Mo raised an eyebrow.
Dong!
The die landed and it was a 5.
Even if it wasn't a 6, the young woman's eyes lit up with excitement when she saw this number. She didn't hesitate to run to the 27th square, opening up a gap with the group. However, just as she steadied herself, the white light around the lattice suddenly turned red.
"Ding dong! A level four penalty has been triggered. "
Boom!
A gigantic black tortoise descended from the sky. It stared at the young woman standing in the 27th square with its beady eyes, and suddenly attacked. The change happened so fast that the young woman didn't have time to react. The black tortoise bit her thigh and tore off a bloody piece of flesh.
The woman screamed in pain and pulled out the fruit knife she carried with her. She tried to stab the huge and fierce tortoise with the fruit knife but the tortoise's shell was extremely hard. The fruit knife hit the tortoise's shell and sparks flew.
"Meimei!" The young man shouted anxiously.
The tortoise kept hitting the woman's waist with its head and an invisible wall rose around the one-metre-long square. The young woman couldn't leave the square no matter how hard the tortoise tried. She spat out blood and a piece of her thigh was torn off.
"No, don't … sob … don't kill me …" The young woman slashed at the tortoise in a panic.
Among the remaining seven people, the young man's eyes were red as he stared at his girlfriend but there was nothing he could do. The other five people watched with horror. The middle-aged woman whispered, "The 27th square is a level four penalty. You can't go there, you can't go there …"
Tang Mo shouted, "Don't cut its shell, cut its head!"
The woman heard someone commanding and panicked. "I will cut its head, cut its head …" She held the knife and tried to cut the tortoise's head. The tortoise was extremely fast. Her knife hadn't fallen when the tortoise's head retracted into the shell. The woman desperately tried several times but couldn't cut the tortoise's head.
"I can't cut it, I can't cut it!" She cried in despair.
Tang Mo frowned. Suddenly, he saw the tortoise drill out of the shell and bite the woman's left arm. It tore off a piece of flesh and retracted its head.
He shouted, "The next time it bites you, take the opportunity when it bites you and rips off your flesh, and cut off its head!"
The woman promised but there was no way to do it. Two pieces of flesh were torn off by the tortoise before she finally found a chance to cut off its head. The tortoise's shell was very hard but the tortoise's head was very soft. After its head was cut off, the tortoise's limbs shook twice before it fell to the ground and gradually disappeared into the air.
The young woman's body was a mess and the ground was covered with blood.
The strange thing was that people couldn't run out of the square but the blood flowed out of the 27th square. The people standing in the last few squares avoided the blood. The young woman sat in a pool of blood, panting. The place where the tortoise had bitten her formed a horrible blood pit, making her look ugly and terrible.
The young man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Meimei, you should take a good rest."
The woman nodded.
Fortunately, after the earth went online, everyone's physical fitness had greatly improved. Even the reserve players were far better than the world champions before the earth went online. The woman had so many wounds and didn't need to be treated. The bleeding stopped within a minute and scabs started to form. Still, she was seriously injured and couldn't move.
The old man threw the die and walked from the 18th square to the 24th square.
Once he finished, everyone's eyes fell on Tang Mo.
Tang Mo took the die that flew through the air with no expression on his face. He lowered his head and looked calmly at the points on the die.
He stood on the 20th square. Now, there were people in the 21st, 22nd and 24th squares. The only squares he could go to were the 23rd, 25th and 26th squares. There was a 50% chance that he would walk to a square that was already occupied and trigger the 'Who wants to share your joys and sorrows' effect.
The players standing in front of Tang Mo held their breaths as they looked at him.
Tang Mo looked at the die in his hand. There wasn't much expression on his face but his hands were tightly clenched. He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled and threw the die into the air.
Dong!
The die landed and it was a five.
Tang Mo walked to the 25th square and the white light on the edge of the square turned yellow. This was a blank square.
Everyone sighed with relief.
The next second, the big die on the ground floated up and flew into the hands of the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman standing on the 20th square suddenly turned pale. She trembled and didn't dare pick up the die. She raised her head and looked in front of her. She looked at the four people standing in front of her in despair.
The bald man, the man with the beer belly, the old man and Tang Mo.
They were standing on the 22nd, 21st, 24th and 25th squares.
There were only two squares left for the woman to choose from.
On the stage, Mario's mouth twitched as he gloated. He looked at the eight humans below as if they were playing an interesting game. Just like how humans had played Super Mario for the past 30 years, they waited for the start of game after game with the same anticipation and joy in their eyes.
At the same time, near the community outside the game.
A young man in a trench coat walked to the flower bed and stopped.
The warm light of the setting sun shone from the west, covering the landscape trees in the flower bed with a faint layer of golden yarn. Several large bags and two suitcases were piled up around the landscape trees.
The young man leaned into the flower bed and checked the bags and boxes one by one. He opened each bag and looked at the contents. He also opened the suitcases and carefully identified what was inside. Finally, he carefully looked at each suitcase and bag for traces of blood and friction. The last thing he looked at was Tang Mo's bag. There were very few things inside, just a flashlight, a knife, a few packets of instant noodles, compressed biscuits and bottled water.
After looking at all the luggage, he pulled out a whistle from his pocket and blew it.
Five minutes later, the young man and woman who had been looking at the six bodies in the garden gathered together. They had just approached when they saw the suitcases and bags around the flower bed. Their faces sank as they carefully checked these things like the young man. After the inspection, the three people glanced at each other.
"Looking at the situation, they should have entered the second instance."
"Yes, they have entered the second instance." The ponytail woman glanced at the luggage and said, "I didn't expect someone to have entered the second instance. I don't know how many bodies will appear this time. " There was a trace of regret in her eyes as she looked at the luggage, as if she could see their doomed owners.
"With this flower bed as the centre, the area of 50 metres will be the 31st entrance to the second instance."
"Okay!"
It was Mario's Monopoly game.
The middle-aged woman threw the die in despair. She dreamed that the goddess of luck would give her a chance, just like Tang Mo, to let her roll a 3 or a 6.
The huge die rolled on the ground. The woman's eyes were red and her whole body was tense.
The speed of the big die's rotation became slower and slower until it gradually stopped.
Heads up, the point was 4.
The old man standing on the 24th square had a gloomy expression as he looked up at the middle-aged woman not far away. The woman's last hope was broken when she saw the point. She trembled as she raised her head and looked at the old man.
The two people's eyes met in the air.
Mario's malicious laughter was heard at this time. "Congratulations, you have triggered the 'Who will share joys and sorrows with you' effect. My lovely child, you must like this interesting rule. Aren't you going to accept your reward? "
The middle-aged woman didn't move and the old man stared at her with a cold expression.
Mario whistled and didn't rush them. He just looked at them below the stage as if he was watching a good show.
After watching for a full five minutes, he finally seemed tired of it. "My child, why aren't you going? Don't you like Uncle Mario's game? Don't you want to play this Monopoly game? Hmm? "
The middle-aged woman raised her head and looked at the giant doll standing in the centre of the neon stage.
There was a bright smile on Mario's face. He was about to speak again when the middle-aged woman got up and walked towards the 24th square. The two middle-aged men standing on the 22nd and 21st squares made way for her. There was a trace of sympathy in their eyes but more curiosity.
Once the middle-aged woman stood on the 24th square, apart from her and the old man, the other six people, including Tang Mo, stared at them.
Then they heard —
"Ding dong! The 'Who Wants to Share Your Joys and Sorrows' effect has been triggered and the seventh level punishment has been opened. Uncle Mario is heroic, cutting down the turtle, stepping on the mushroom, killing the evil dragon and rescuing the beautiful princess. Mario's world doesn't need companions because he is his own companion. Who wants to share your joys and sorrows? "
Uncle Mario laughed. "I like the black tower's praise when the effect is triggered. You see, the black tower likes me so much and the children respect me so much."
No one listened to him.
In the 24th square, the moment the middle-aged woman stepped in, the edge of the square changed from a warm white light to a deep black light.
Tang Mo watched this scene carefully.
The blank square would give off a yellow light.
The reward and punishment squares were red.
The triggered effect was black light.
The woman and the old man stood face to face, both of them staring at each other, no one moving first. At this moment, there was an earth-shaking vibration and everyone swayed. Tang Mo saw a black thing in his peripheral vision. He raised his head and his eyes widened with horror.
Boom!
A huge Black Mario fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone. He was wearing a black hat, black suspenders, black gloves and shoes. He was dressed exactly the same as Mario on the stage. He looked exactly the same, except that everything was black, including his dark eyes.
In the fourth level punishment, the young woman had been trapped in the square and couldn't get out. She was almost killed by the turtle. However, in this seventh level punishment, the old man and the middle-aged woman were no longer restricted. Black Mario noticed them. His huge black eyes stared at them and he slapped them.
The sound of bones breaking was incomparably clear in the white world. The two people were thrown 10 metres away by this terrible slap, scaring the other players into moving away.
Black Mario trotted in the way he often ran in the game. He ran in front of the old man and the middle-aged woman.
The two people were slapped and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Mario kindly reminded them, "Oh, other children, don't be afraid. You didn't trigger the 'Who will share your joys and sorrows' effect. Nothing will happen." When Black Mario ran out of the square, many players were frightened and wanted to run away, fearing that he would hit them.
On the 150 grid Mario game map, Black Mario chased the old man and the woman. His gaze swept between the two of them and he chuckled. Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and grabbed their necks.
The old man was old and even if his physical fitness had improved, he wasn't as good as the middle-aged woman.
Once Black Mario's huge hand reached over, the middle-aged woman cried and pulled out a knife from her arms. She closed her eyes and quickly stabbed the old man. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to, I didn't want to … go to hell!!!"
Bang!
The loud gunshot ended everything.
From Tang Mo's point of view, Black Mario used his huge body to block the old man and the woman, preventing him from seeing their current situation. After the gunshot, Black Mario's movements suddenly stopped. His hands had already touched their hair. He chuckled, and his body suddenly disappeared.
The old man and the middle-aged woman were paralyzed next to the red 'START' grid at the starting point.
The middle-aged woman held a knife in her right hand and frantically rushed towards the old man. The fierce and frightened expression on her face hadn't dissipated but her eyes were full of fear. Tears slowly overflowed and she spat out large mouthfuls of blood. There was a huge black hole in her chest and she slowly fell. Before she died, she stared at the old man, her lips trembling as she asked, "Why … why …"
The old man put the gun back into his arms and looked at the dying woman on the ground. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to. Go to hell."
The words were exactly the same but the result was completely different from what the middle-aged woman thought. Her pupils began to dilate and her body became stiff. Thick blood gushed out from under her body, dyeing the ground red.
The old man walked back to the 24th grid, clutching his chest. Just now, Black Mario had broken three of his ribs. Even if his physique was good, he wouldn't be able to recover for a while.
Everyone stared at the old man with vigilance.
The gun was still the most terrifying weapon for most players. Tang Mo didn't know how many official players and stowaways were in this game but in any case, the reserve players definitely accounted for the majority. Without any preparation, Tang Mo couldn't avoid the bullets. If he had been the one who had been attacked, he would definitely have been shot. He wouldn't necessarily die but it definitely wouldn't be good.
Tang Mo glanced at the middle-aged woman's body and then turned to the other six people.
Among them, there should be at least one official player.
Two hours ago, he had been tricked into this game by these seven people. The old man's acting was good and Tang Mo wasn't sure if he really sprained his foot. But in this world, Tang Mo wasn't in the mood to help an injured old man. He still wouldn't go forward. It was the performance of the young man and woman that let him know this was a trap.
They were too radical and couldn't wait to run over to help. It was really suspicious.
Tang Mo discovered the problem early and ran in time. His speed was faster than the seven people. If it wasn't for someone suddenly displaying a strange ability, Tang Mo would have already run out and wouldn't have been involved in the game.
Thus, at least one of the seven people had an ability. Looking at the appearance of the seven people, the possibility of them being stowaways wasn't high. The possibility of a reserve player having an ability was even lower and he didn't consider it for the time being.
Tang Mo carefully looked at the seven people, his eyes finally stopping on the bald man and the beer belly man.
The bald man looked at the middle-aged woman's body in the distance with a complicated expression. The beer belly man tightened his mouth and didn't express his opinion. They turned to look at the old man together. There wasn't much worry or fear on their faces, just a bit of dread.
The ability user should be one of these two people.
The bald man started to roll the dice.
In the next few rounds of the game, no one triggered the 'who will share your joys and sorrows' effect. It was a coincidence that the bald man threw a six several times and suddenly led the group, standing on the 59th square. Apart from him, Tang Mo was also 'lucky' to stand on the 53rd square.
The young man and woman were very similar, one on the 45th square and the other on the 42nd square.
The beer belly man stood on the 36th square and his expression wasn't very good. There were two people, one standing on the 47th square and the old man on the 39th square.
It was the old man's turn to roll the dice and the young man and woman standing in front of him were very nervous. The young woman's body had almost recovered. Although her body was still full of potholes, she gripped her fruit knife tightly. As long as the old man threw it at her grid, she would not hesitate. She would definitely kill this man before the other party opened fire. Her boyfriend was no exception, his eyes staring at the old man's every move.
The die spun twice in the air.
Dong!
It was 1 point.
The young man and woman sighed with relief while the old man stepped on the 40th square without changing his expression.
"Ding dong! A free jump square has been triggered. You can choose to move forward any number of squares (up to 30) or move back any number of squares (you can't go back to the square you have stood on). "
Before the old man, the bald man had also stepped on a jump grid, which was the 29th grid. Originally, he was behind Tang Mo and Tang Mo was first. The bald man used the jump square to jump to the square where Tang Mo had stood before. Then he threw a 6 point several times in a row and stood in first place.
Now it was the old man's turn to make a choice.
The old man's voice was very calm. He thought for a long time before looking up. "I choose to move back and jump to the 29th square."
"Ding dong! I choose to jump to the 29th square. The 29th square is a free jump square. If you don't throw the points to reach the jump square, you can't superimpose the jump. "
The old man nodded and didn't say anything.
On the stage, Mario looked at the old man in the distance and smiled thoughtfully.
The bald man standing at the front said, "This old man is sick. The last person will be left behind. Even if he is far away from us and the effect won't be triggered, he will still be killed by this strange Mario. "
Tang Mo glanced at him.
The old man's plan wasn't so simple.
He chose to retreat instead of moving forward. The first obvious purpose was to avoid the main force. The old man's most powerful weapon should be the gun. He had already exposed his trump card. If the effect was triggered again, the gun wouldn't be able to win and it was hard to say who would die. It was safer to stay far away from other people.
Secondly, the old man chose a very good position. The 29th square was determined to be a free jump square. Regardless of whether he could jump or not, this square was definitely safe. In addition, this square was 7 squares away from the previous man with the beer belly.
7 squares was a very subtle number. First of all, it ensured that the old man wouldn't be able to catch up to the beer belly man in a short time and would be safe for a long time. In addition, the gap wasn't so big that it couldn't be caught up. As long as he threw a few more points, the old man could catch up to the beer belly man and become the second last.
Tang Mo looked calmly at the old man. The old man found his gaze and also looked at him.
The big die flew slowly in the air. Tang Mo caught it with both hands and retracted his gaze. He casually threw the die into the air.
1 point.
Tang Mo moved forward one square to the 54th square.
It had been eight rounds since someone triggered the 'Who Wants to Share Your Joys and Sorrows' effect. Everyone's mood was a lot more relaxed. There was another round of rolling and everyone moved forward. It was still peaceful.
The bald man stood on the 60th square. Once Tang Mo was about to throw the die, he looked back and smiled. "It's just 6 points? How can it be so unlucky? "
The big die rolled on the ground.
Dong!
It was 6 points.
The bald man's smile froze on his face and Tang Mo frowned.
The two men looked at each other across six squares. No one moved first. The bald man put his hand in his chest and seemed to be holding a weapon. However, he didn't take it out and hid it in his clothes. Tang Mo didn't dare relax his vigilance. He held his breath and touched the match tattoo on his left wrist with his right hand. Then he raised his foot and walked towards the 60th square.
The five people behind all looked at them.
"Ding dong! The 'Who Wants to Share Your Joys and Sorrows' effect has been triggered … "
The moment Tang Mo reached the 60th square, the game prompt hadn't finished when the bald man suddenly took out a sharp knife and directly stabbed it at Tang Mo. Tang Mo was already prepared. He quickly moved sideways to avoid it, raised his left leg and pressed down. The wind from his leg broke through the air and hit the man's elbow. The man cried out in pain and the knife slipped from his hand.
The moment his left foot landed, Tang Mo borrowed the force and his body flew in a half circle in the air. His right leg swept across and kicked the bald man into the distance.
This series of movements was like flowing water, startling everyone in the back. The old man stood up straight and carefully looked at Tang Mo.
In fact, Tang Mo didn't expect it to be so simple to defeat this bald man.
Tang Mo rarely fought before and hadn't learned fighting skills. When dealing with the stowaway who used the poisonous flower, Tang Mo had the big match and was stronger than the other person (the other person was missing an arm). However, he was suppressed by the other person and could only rely on his strong physical fitness to find opportunities to sneak attack. He could now make such a smooth attack completely by relying on pure physical strength.
It was just that this bald man was ridiculously weak. At least he was much weaker than Tang Mo.
The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood after being kicked away.
At this time, the black tower's game prompt reached the last sentence.
"… Because he is your companion. Who wants to share your joys and sorrows?"
Boom!
Black Mario fell from the sky, causing the earth to tremble violently. Tang Mo's eyes narrowed and he didn't hesitate to take out the big match.
The man with the beer belly in the distance exclaimed, "Ability!"
The bald man was kicked away by Tang Mo and Black Mario saw Tang Mo. He looked at the big match in Tang Mo's hand and his eyes lit up. He trotted over and kicked Tang Mo's right leg. Tang Mo reacted very quickly and dodged the blow. Who would've expected Mario's right hand to hit Tang Mo's head at a terrifying speed?
This speed almost surpassed Tang Mo's current dynamic vision.
Tang Mo could basically see the trajectory of an ordinary gun. The speed of this hand was faster than a bullet! Tang Mo didn't have time to wave the big match to block his head. He reacted quickly and moved his head back to avoid it. At the same time, he retracted the big match from his wrist and took it out in an instant. The angle of the big match blocked the right side of his face.
Bang!
Mario's fist hit the big match and the match head scratched Tang Mo's cheek, scratching a layer of skin the size of a thumbnail. The big match wasn't broken by this punch but Tang Mo, who was holding the big match, was hit along with the match. His hand was shaken.
Tang Mo flew away and Black Mario turned to look at the bald man on the ground.
The bald man got up in horror and ran forward quickly. He didn't dare run to Tang Mo. Tang Mo's actions scared him and he found that he couldn't beat this young man. If he rushed over, he might be killed by the other party. He could only keep running but Mario was much faster than him.
Mario punched the bald man. He didn't have Tang Mo's strength and luck and spat out a mouthful of blood. He just happened to be hit and landed not far from Tang Mo.
Black Mario saw the two humans gathered together again and smiled. He actually stopped hitting the bald man and went to hit Tang Mo. Tang Mo struggled to avoid it, occasionally using the big match to block Mario's attacks. The big match could block the attacks but it couldn't fight back at all. Tang Mo's body gradually gained a lot of wounds.
The intense and frequent offensive gave Tang Mo no time to breathe. At this time, he certainly thought of using his only offensive ability, but Mario wouldn't give him the time to put his hands on his hips and shout, "Give me back my grandfather."
At this moment, Mario kicked again. Tang Mo clearly felt that his right arm was broken and the severe pain came. It was impossible for this arm to recover in 10 minutes.
On the stage, Uncle Mario smiled and kindly reminded, "Poor child, have you forgotten? As long as there is only one player in the grid, the effect of 'Who wants to share your joys and sorrows' will stop."
Black Mario seemed to echo Mario's words. He smiled and hit Tang Mo's abdomen with a palm.
Bang!
Tang Mo was sent flying, spitting out a large mouthful of blood and fragmented internal organs. He noticed that he was bleeding internally. If he didn't stop and hit again, his body's recovery speed wouldn't be able to keep up with the loss of his life.
Mario smiled and reminded him again, "Lovely child, there are still two players in the grid."
Black Mario slowed down and slowly walked towards Tang Mo. Tang Mo stared coldly at him, as if thinking about something. Three seconds later, he didn't hesitate to pick up the big match with his left hand and run to the unconscious bald man not far away. The big match drew a parabola in the air and Tang Mo's match head was only half a metre away from the bald man's chest.
Suddenly, the footsteps behind him stopped.
Tang Mo stopped his movements and turned to look.
Black Mario's body froze in mid-air.
On the stage, Mario said regretfully, "Poor child, why can't you hold on for a few more seconds? It is a pity."
Tang Mo looked at the bald man on the ground and leaned down to check his breath.
Dead.
Tang Mo used the big match as a crutch and limped back to the 60th grid. His body was leaning against the big match, his right arm hanging naturally because it was broken. Glaring blood flowed down his fingers and dripped onto the ground.
Behind him, the five players held their breaths and looked at him with horror, as if they were looking at a monster.
Tang Mo looked at Mario on the stage with a blank expression, as if he was trying to remember him in his heart. Then he suddenly crouched down and used his blood-stained right hand to draw a neat red circle on the ground.
Mario looked at him curiously and asked, "Lovely child, congratulations on surviving. What are you doing?"
Tang Mo looked up and spoke in a cold voice. "I am drawing a circle to wish you a long life."
"Oh, you are such a lovely child!"
Tang Mo didn't answer.
The game continued and Tang Mo stood at the front of the team. His whole body was leaning against the big match and he looked very weak but no one would underestimate him. The five people in the back stared at him with horror, constantly praying that they wouldn't enter the same grid as this person.
Tang Mo closed his eyes and felt the wounds in his body heal. The healing speed was slow but he certainly wouldn't die.
However, Mario's malice didn't end here.
Tang Mo seemed to be isolated by the others. He threw the dice, stood on the grid and closed his eyes. He seemed to be resting and thinking about something.
Of the five people in the back, apart from the old man who was lucky enough to not trigger the 'Who wants to share weal and woe with you' effect, the other four people encountered a punishment grid. The most unremarkable middle-aged man encountered a level five punishment grid. Once he stepped into the grid, countless flying fish with wings jumped from the ground and flew to his body.
The middle-aged man wailed in pain. He didn't have time to resist as the flesh on his body was eaten by the flying fish. Finally, not even bones were left.
Tang Mo walked step by step to the 80th grid. Behind him, the young man stood on the 70th grid and the young woman stood on the 64th grid.
It was the woman's turn to roll the dice. At first, she was still talking to her boyfriend. Once the dice stopped at 6, the two of them were silent at the same time.
The young woman looked up at the man and the man looked back at her.
"Bang … Bang Cheng?"
The young man gulped. "Don't be afraid, Meimei. Come over. The two of us will join hands and fight against Black Mario."
"Even that person can't beat Mario. How can we beat it?" The woman cried and pointed at Tang Mo.
The man gritted his teeth. "Even if we can't live together, we can die together! I will die with you, Meimei! "
"Yes!" The young woman was moved to tears. She nodded and quickly ran to her boyfriend.
"Ding dong! Triggered … "
The black tower's game prompt stopped.
Tang Mo turned to look.
The woman's fruit knife stabbed the man's chest while the man held a kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed the woman's abdomen. Both of them looked at each other with disbelief, a lot of blood gushing from their mouths.
"You bitch … woman, you bitch … bitch …"
The woman was even crazier as she cried and smiled. "Men are liars, liars …"
Their voices stopped and the two of them fell together. They really kept their promise to die together.
At this point, only Tang Mo, the beer belly man and the old man were left on the Monopoly game map.
Tang Mo stood on the 80th square, the beer belly man on the 62nd square and the old man on the 55th square.
Next, it was Tang Mo's turn to roll the dice. He looked at the dice in his hand and gently threw it.
It was 3 points.
Tang Mo moved forward three squares to the 83rd square.
"Ding dong! The free jump square has been triggered. You can choose … "
Mario was already lying on the ground in boredom, holding his chin with his right hand as he looked at the only three players left in the audience.
Tang Mo held the big match and asked, "Dear Uncle Mario, I have a few questions that I am very curious about. Can you answer me? It is a very simple question. I don't think Uncle Mario will refuse. "
Mario's interest was piqued and he stood up. "Lovely child, what questions do you have? The kind Uncle Mario never refuses a good child's question. Just say it. "
Tang Mo asked lightly, "The 6456 players all died here, right?"
Mario smiled. "They didn't die here. They wanted to stay here forever and play games with Uncle Mario."
Tang Mo asked again, "The black tower has already announced the rules but I still want to confirm it again. Uncle Mario, is there really a king's and a mortal personality? "
At this point, the furthest the eight players had reached was the 80th square. In these 80 squares, no one triggered the king's and mortal personalities. There were only blank squares, reward squares, punishment squares and free jump squares.
Mario gave a thumbs up. "Of course. The lovely Uncle Mario never lies. "
"Is that so?" Tang Mo paused before raising his head. "Then the last question. Uncle Mario, is there really a clear square? "
Mario's huge black eyes narrowed as he looked at Tang Mo. After a long time, he smiled. "Uncle Mario never lies. Child, of course there is a clear square. Choose which square you want to jump to! "
Tang Mo replied, "Yes, I know." As he spoke, he took out a white egg from his pocket.
Mario looked at the turkey egg and touched his chin. "It seems a bit familiar."
Tang Mo stretched out his right finger and drew an'S 'on the white turkey egg.
The next moment, the sound of water rang in Tang Mo's mind. He frowned and listened to the voice in surprise. He tried asking in his mind, "Mr. Fu?"
Thousands of kilometres away in Beijing, in an uninhabited residential building.
Fu Wenduo suddenly stopped washing his hair and turned off the faucet.
Tang Mo asked again, "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Wenduo was covered in bubbles, "…"
The white light shone down from the ceiling of the bathroom and shone on the tall and strong body. Smooth and beautiful muscle lines, slender and straight thighs, and tiny water droplets slid down the curve of the beautiful abdominal muscles into a hidden place.
Fu Wenduo was silent for a moment. "… Yes, I am here. What's wrong?"
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