"Ding dong! Black tower's seventh floor main mission: Eliminate Inari from the black tower world! "
Tang Mo's voice was calm. "Take the knife back a little and let me stand up.
I will give you my wallet. "
"So much nonsense." The man moved the knife back a little.
Tang Mo stood up.
He was very sensible and didn't look around.
He handed the wallet over. In just a moment, the wallet was snatched away. The rough male voice scolded, "Fuck,
Is this it? Is this car yours?
Is the key on it? "
"Yes."
"Don't move for me.
Otherwise, I will kill you. "
Tang Mo didn't turn around.
The knife against his waist was taken away. He heard the other person open the door and try to start the car. After confirming that it could be started,
He pulled the door shut with a bang.
Tang Mo said loudly, "My luggage is in the trunk. Can I take it?"
The sound of the car starting was heard for a while before it stopped.
The man said impatiently, "Why do you have so many things to do? Your luggage is also mine. Get lost. "
Tang Mo replied, "It is getting colder and colder.
I will take some clothes. Brother,
I will freeze to death on such a cold day. One piece of clothing is good. "
The man scolded a few times before opening the door and placing the knife against Tang Mo's waist again.
He said coldly, "Then hurry up and take some clothes.
I will kill you if you keep talking. "
Tang Mo turned around.
He saw this person clearly.
This was a shifty-eyed man.
His hair was greasy and dirty.
The clothes he was wearing had grey spots on the left and stains on the right. He found that Tang Mo was looking at him and the man suddenly acted like a frightened animal. He seemed to hate the way others looked at him. He swallowed uncomfortably and shouted, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and take the clothes." He placed the knife against it.
Tang Mo nodded.
This person was like a thief.
Tang Mo went to the trunk and opened it.
"What is this? A match? "The man asked strangely.
Tang Mo bent down to pick up the suitcase and his hand scratched the trunk lock. The sharp lock scratched the delicate skin of his palm, leaving only a shallow mark. Tang Mo's eyes narrowed. His left hand grabbed the match and threw it behind him like hitting a baseball.
"What is this match … you … ah!"
The giant match slammed into the man's head, causing blood to flow.
Tang Mo didn't expect the match to be so powerful. When he weighed the match in his hand, it wasn't heavy and seemed like an ordinary wooden match. However, just from that loud bang, it was as if an iron rod had smashed into his head. Just listening to the sound made him feel a sharp pain.
A normal person would probably die after being hit in the head like this. This man actually just staggered back two steps and raised his bloody face, glaring angrily at Tang Mo. "I will kill you!!!"
With that, he raised the knife and rushed over.
Tang Mo's heart tightened as he dodged to the right. At the same time, he raised his left foot and kicked the man in the stomach. The man cried out in pain as the knife moved down to Tang Mo's calf. His pants were cut in an instant, but the sharp blade only left a fingernail-like scratch on his skin. It was a very shallow bloodstain, making a crunching sound as if it was scratching a hard floor.
The man held his stomach and shouted as he rushed up again.
Tang Mo reacted very quickly and raised the match to meet it.
The sharp blade collided with the wooden matchstick, and only a cracking sound could be heard …
The knife broke into two pieces.
Tang Mo, "…"
The man, "…"
Tang Mo didn't expect the match to be so powerful but he quickly recovered and waved the match at the man. The man was very close to Tang Mo because of his movement and couldn't escape this blow. But just as the match was about to hit his head again, countless red bills fell from the air.
Tang Mo had never seen so many 100 yuan bills. It was like a small mountain. Countless 100 yuan bills fell from the air, forming a wall between the match and the man. It acted as a buffer for the man so that he was only smashed to the ground.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me …"
The man trembled as he begged for mercy.
Tang Mo stopped hitting. He held the match and crouched down to touch the money.
"Where did you get so much money? Where did you get it from? "
These were all genuine hundred-dollar bills!
The man looked at the giant match with fear and explained, "I am a thief. This morning, the people on the street suddenly disappeared and I stole a lot of things. In the afternoon, I went to a bank and took … took all the money I could find. "
Tang Mo didn't want to know this. "Where did you hide the money?"
The man raised his right hand and showed him a light blue tattoo on his wrist. "I took it out from here. I … when I robbed the money, I found that I could save the money in this tattoo. This tattoo was tattooed a long time ago and I can only save money. Just now, I was almost killed by you and subconsciously took the money out of the tattoo … "
Tang Mo nodded and looked down at the tattoo on the man's wrist.
In a flash, a half-foot-long knife appeared in front of Tang Mo's eyes and stabbed straight at his eyes.
"Go to hell!!!"
The match waved quickly in the air and Tang Mo didn't blink as he broke the knife. The red match head drew a circular arc in the air and hit the man's head. There was a cracking sound as if something had broken. The man's eyes widened as he looked at Tang Mo and the matchstick in his hand with disbelief. His bulky body fell to the side and slammed into the ground.
Tang Mo's expression changed and he reached under the man's nose.
"… Dead."
Tang Mo looked at the dead man with a complicated expression. He looked away for a moment, lifted the man's right hand and carefully looked at the pattern on the man's wrist.
The night was too dark and he was a bit far away. Tang Mo didn't notice that the tattoo was a '¥' symbol. He lifted the man's left hand and found that there was also a tattoo on the wrist, but it was a knife.
Tang Mo looked at it for a moment before the tattoo disappeared and two knives appeared on the ground. His heart moved and he looked at the man's right hand. The '¥' tattoo was gone and there was a small mountain of 100 yuan bills on the ground.
Tang Mo went to the car and took out the book.
He turned to the second page and sure enough, a line of text appeared.
[Ability: I'm only one piece less than the protagonist.]
[Owner: Qian Sankun (stowaway)]
[Type: Special]
[Function: Seal the object in contact with inside the body and appear in the form of a tattoo]
[Level: Level 2, can store two inanimate objects]
[Restriction: Can only store objects of the same type and can't store living things]
[Note: Qian Sankun never thought that he wasn't worse than the protagonist by a piece of spirit field, but by a match!]
The words were black and at the bottom, there was a line of red words.
[Tang Mo's version of the instructions: One-time item. Can only store the same object and can't be replaced. Friend, have you thought about what you want to store?]
"Stowaway?"
Tang Mo stared at the three words on the page for a long time but couldn't think of a clue. He could only temporarily give up.
This book only knew how to joke but it was his own ability. Tang Mo quickly understood the man's ability and how to use it.
Qian Sankun was a thief but he also awakened his ability. His ability was to store inanimate objects in his own body and could be used at any time. As long as it was the same item, there was no limit to the number of storage. Tang Mo didn't know what the ability level meant. If this ability could be upgraded, then Qian Sankun could currently store two kinds of objects.
He chose money and knives.
What a short-sighted man. At this time, money was just waste paper and had no effect. However, Qian Sankun was still reluctant to spend money.
Qian Sankun was still a bit clever. He knew that Tang Mo could store money because he had a tattoo before and didn't expose his ability. This gave him a chance to attack Tang Mo with the knife tattoo. Fortunately, Tang Mo never relaxed his vigilance or he might really be successful.
Unfortunately, if the second object Qian Sankun stored wasn't money but a hidden weapon like a knife, then he might have a chance to survive.
Tang Mo looked at Qian Sankun's cold body on the ground and then at the knives and banknotes. He didn't hesitate to pick up his big match and press it to his wrist. A red light flashed and the match disappeared. A small red match tattoo appeared on Tang Mo's left wrist.
The power of the giant match was beyond Tang Mo's expectations. The stored match could be used as a hidden weapon to attack. If he met someone like Qian Sankun in the future, it would be less of a threat.
Tang Mo looked down at the book.
The name of Qian Sankun's ability impressively became —
[Ability: I'm only one spirit field away from the protagonist (used)]
He turned to the first page again. The first page recorded his own ability and there was no change from what he saw before. However, Tang Mo didn't give up. He stared blankly at the book for about five minutes before lines of text slowly emerged.
[Note: Obviously, Tang Mo already knows that when he killed the person, he ate the other person clean and didn't pay.]
Tang Mo's eyes narrowed and his fingers trembled as he gripped the page tightly.
"Is it really only killing people …"
A minute later, a line of words appeared in the book again.
[Note: But how can I tell Tang Mo that he can get other people's abilities without killing them?]
Tang Mo, "…"
Bang!
A book was mercilessly thrown into the mountain of banknotes by its owner.
Three minutes later, Tang Mo coldly picked up the book. He casually took a pile of banknotes and covered Qian Sankun's face, burying him in his favourite pile of banknotes. After doing all this, he drove away with the book and continued to Shanghai.
It was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. Tang Mo touched the ground under his feet. The moist soil made him know that he was probably standing on land at the moment. He first listened carefully to the movements around him. Once he determined that there was no sound, he started to explore the nearby environment with his hands.
Tang Mo touched for three minutes and didn't feel anything.
Suddenly, there was a familiar collision sound above his head. Tang Mo immediately retracted his hand and vigilantly paid attention to the movements above. Half a minute later, a huge object hit the ground, accompanied by a loud and painful male voice. "Ouch, it hurts. Where is this?"
Tang Mo's heart moved and he whispered, "Li Wen?"
The male voice stopped for a moment. "Tang Mo?"
Tang Mo's heart settled a little but he didn't wait for him to speak again when there was another banging sound and a person fell again. Immediately after, four more people arrived. One by one, they hit the ground and cursed.
Tang Mo counted and there were a total of seven people, including himself.
A dazzling light suddenly shone, illuminating this pitch-black place. Everyone turned to look at the source of the light. They saw a little girl who looked like a junior high school student looking at them timidly. Her face was very bad and her body was thin. She held a flashlight in her hand and trembled as she said, "I … I brought a flashlight. It was too dark here so I turned it on."
A man in a suit who looked like an elite nodded and walked over. "Can you lend me your flashlight? I'll take a look around and determine where we are."
The little girl handed over the flashlight.
The man looked around with the flashlight.
Tang Mo looked carefully in the direction of the light and soon, the man walked through the cave. He returned to his original position and forcefully stuck the flashlight up into the soil. The beam of light shone straight up. This way, the cave would be illuminated as much as possible and the seven people could see each other's faces.
The man sat down around the flashlight and said, "First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Li Bin, I am 29 years old and I work in a public relations company. No one knows the current situation but I estimate it is related to the black tower. The only thing we can do is unite and use the power of the group to protect each of us before the black tower creates an unknown event. "
The little girl had just communicated with Li Bin and seemed to believe this man. She was the second to sit down and said in a trembling voice, "My name is Peng Yuwen, I am 15 years old and I am in the second year of middle school. You … you can call me Wenwen. "
The others looked at each other and no one sat down first.
Tang Mo walked over and both Li Bin and Peng Yuwen looked at him.
He smiled slightly. "Tang Mo, 23 years old, a librarian."
Li Wen didn't understand why Tang Mo suddenly believed in the two people but he saw Tang Mo go over. He also ran over. "Li Wen, 25 years old, I am now unemployed."
Of the seven people, four chose to stick together while the other three gritted their teeth and ran over.
"Lin Qiao, 20 years old, I am in college."
"Zhao Xiang, 32 years old. Before the tower appeared, I was a chef. After that thing came out, my boss was so scared that he ran away, so he can be considered unemployed now. "
Finally, there was a man with glasses. He slowly sat down and glanced at everyone, especially at Li Bin and Tang Mo. Then he said, "Luo Fengcheng, 28 years old, game designer."
Thus, the seven people knew each other.
The combination of five men and two women made the two girls unable to help hugging each other. Lin Qiao sat next to Peng Yuwen from the beginning and the two of them soon became familiar with each other, whispering to each other.
Li Wen leaned over to Tang Mo. "Tang Mo, what is going on? Do you know?"
Tang Mo shook his head. "It should be related to the black tower."
"Black tower?" Li Wen shivered. "What the hell is this place? We're not locked up, are we?"
"This should be a hole." A calm voice was heard and everyone looked at each other. Luo Fengcheng pushed his glasses and said indifferently, "The soil moisture increases with the distance from the ground. The closer to the groundwater, the wetter the soil. At present, the soil water potential of the soil under our feet is about 3 bar. Groundwater can't cause such a large soil water potential. If we are still in Shanghai, we must be near a water source. This is an underground cave near a water source. "
Li Bin looked at him strangely. "Are you a game designer?"
Luo Fengcheng replied, "My university major is in water conservancy."
However, the doubts in the eyes of the others didn't disappear. Tang Mo also looked curiously at this person.
It was confirmed that this was a hole in the ground and it was more in line with everyone's understanding.
"The seven holes above our heads are estimated to be where the seven of us fell." Li Bin pointed to the seven dark holes with a dignified expression. "I think you should've heard the black tower's words before you fell."
Lin Qiao nodded and repeated, "China District 1's stowaway Fu Wenduo has successfully opened the black tower's first floor. In three minutes, all players in China will start attacking the tower."
Among the seven people, the little girl, Peng Yuwen, didn't speak much. Zhao Xiang, the cook, just listened and sometimes struggled to get everyone to explain to him. Luo Fengcheng was silent after saying that, feeling that he had said too much.
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