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It was raining lightly, and the ground was already damp, so the rain fell on the ground and drowned it out.

When Tang Mo walked out of the row of bungalows, his hair was quickly dampened by the foggy rain, slightly sticking to his forehead. He first looked up at the gas station across the street, but he couldn't see Fu Wenduo's figure, and Fu Wen was gone. He probably went into the gas station to look for gasoline.

Tang Mo didn't think too much of it and walked to the other side of the road with a pile of snacks.

There's a newsstand there.

This is an intersection, with the gas station on the northeast corner. Directly across from it are bungalows, and diagonally across the intersection is an abandoned newsstand. Lastly, there's a ramshackle diner at the northwest corner of the intersection, which has long been emptied of its contents and is obviously not going to have any food in it.

Tang Mo took a step towards the dilapidated newsstand, and suddenly, he stepped into a puddle. Tang Mo looked down with a strange expression, but his eyes didn't fall on the wet shoes, but on a certain hidden part.

Tang Mo coughs and moves on.

After crossing the street completely, Tang Mo got a good look at the kiosk. The kiosk had been robbed of all the snacks and water it sold, leaving only a few newspapers and magazines that no one wanted. There were several stacks of newspapers piled up on the shelves, with November 15, 2017 reflected on the front page. Tang Mo glances at the stacks, walks around to the back, intending to enter the newsstand through the small door and look for a map.

As he walked to the back of the newsstand, he paused slightly, his eyes landing on a charred bookshelf.

This bookshelf is a small bookshelf placed on the outside of the kiosk, where many kiosks put some of their best-selling magazines and newspapers for passers-by to pick up. This bookcase had been placed on the other side of the kiosk, and Tang Mo could not see it from the gas station or the bungalow. It was burned black, and all the books that used to be on it were burned to ashes on the ground.

The light rain fell on the burnt bookshelf, which was particularly abrupt compared to the surroundings. But Tang Mo only took one look at it and then looked away. He looked calm, put his hands in his pockets, and raised his steps to continue walking into the newsstand. Tang Mo's silhouette disappeared into the small newsstand. However, the next moment after he just went in ......

Bang!

At the gas station, Fu Wenduo stomped out the door and rushed to the small restaurant at the northwest corner of the intersection. At the same moment, Tang Mo's figure rushed out of the newsstand and headed straight for the bungalow at the southeast corner. Their movements were so fast and so sudden that when the giant match crashed through the wall with a loud bang, the four men hiding behind the bungalow stared at Tang Mo in dismay, none of them reacting.

After a second, the middle-aged strong man at the head of the group reddened his eyes and said angrily, "Grass! I'll fight you!!!"

Tang Mo didn't expect there to be four people, he dodged a bullet and rolled backward to avoid the middle-aged man's fist. On the other side, Fu Wenduo was already sure that there was no one in the restaurant. He turned his head and ran towards Tang Mo, who was already fighting with the four men.

He moved quickly to dodge a bullet, and just as he stood still, he immediately bent down again to dodge a flying dagger.

Tang Mo raised the large match and held it behind himself. The red match head collided with a long, dark knife, and both men took three steps backward. A light white mark appeared on the match, and Tang Mo looked at the man with the knife warily, realizing that he was looking at him with hatred in his eyes. The next moment, the man drew his knife and Tang Mo swung the match to meet him.

The four men had only three seconds. Tang Mo dodged their sneak attacks one after another and fought with the man with the knife. When Fu Wenduo arrived, the middle-aged man in the lead and a short man immediately rushed out to block Fu Wenduo.

The strong man yelled, "Lao Jiu, run!!!"

As the words fell, the lean man who had previously used Flying to sneak attack Tang Mo turned his head and ran away. Tang Mo's eyes flinched as he rushed up to catch him, but a long black sword slashed straight at him, blocking his path. Tang Mo's palm flipped, and a hot flame flew out from his hand, smashing into the other party. The man unexpectedly sidestepped and dodged with ease.

"Don't you fucking leave!"

Tang Mo's eyes narrowed as the large match and the long black blade kept clashing, splashing metal sparks. In just twenty seconds, the two had already collided several times. Tang Mo kept finding opportunities to use other supernatural abilities to attack the man with the knife. However, this man dodged the Flame Ability and Checkmate Ability one after another, and his attacks became more and more fierce.

Suddenly, he seized an opportunity and kicked Tang Mo's leg from the side. Tang Mo had to dodge, and he slashed again from the other side: "Die for me!"

Boom!

A huge stone suddenly appeared in front of the man, and he smashed it with a knife. The man's eyes widened in horror, and it was only then that he realized that Tang Mo had intentionally revealed a flaw, and when he shattered the stone, Tang Mo had already dashed several meters away and chased after the fleeing Lao Jiu.

The man exclaimed, "No good, he's going to kill Lao Jiu!"

When the middle-aged strong man heard this, his mind was shaken, and he was kicked away by Fu Wenduo. Not caring about his injuries, he chased after Tang Mo. On the other side, the man with the knife also chased after him. Both of them tried their best to chase Tang Mo, but it was too late. Lao Jiu is not fast enough, and Tang Mo raises a large match and chops it straight at the other man.

At this moment, exactly fifty-eight seconds have passed since Tang Mo stepped out of the bungalow and stepped into a puddle.

The middle-aged man and the man with the knife opened their eyes wide in horror when they saw that Tang Mo's match was about to split Lao Jiu's skull. They roared "I'll kill you" and ran towards Tang Mo at a faster pace, while watching the giant match slowly smashing into the old man's head.

Time ticks on, and Tang Mo's match splits a little.

Just as that match was about to touch Lao Jiu's hair, behind Tang Mo, the middle-aged burly man and the man with the knife who had anxiously arrived slowly hooked the corners of their mouths into a sinister and expectant smile. Their small eyes burst with excitement, but the shock and fear on their faces hadn't completely faded. They seemed like two bizarre clowns, and their frightened and excited appearance looked incredibly comical.

But at the very last second when Tang Mo's match was about to crack Lao Jiu's brain, the two blinked. When they opened their eyes again, a crisp sound of cracking brains came from behind them. The bodies of the middle-aged strong man and the man with the knife froze together, and Lao Jiu, who had been desperately trying to escape just a moment ago, also stopped in his tracks and turned his body stiffly.

A misty drizzle falls from the air. Only in the center of the intersection, Tang Mo raised a large match and calmly cracked the skull of the fourth man. As the middle-aged stout man and the man with the knife turned to save Lao Jiu, Fu Wenduo followed directly after him as well, except for this man, who quickly turned and fled. Not that anyone noticed his movements, and he only fled backwards for three seconds.

On a large tree by the side of the road, a drop of rain rolled off the leaf and snapped to the ground.

Until now, just under a minute.

Tang Mo is standing in the middle of the intersection, nearly a hundred meters away from where he was the second before. Even Fu Wenduo didn't see how he got there, as Tang Mo gripped the large match tightly and gasped for breath. The man whose brain he had cracked was lying on the ground, blood and white brains flowing out from the back of his head, mixing with the rainwater and flowing all over the ground.

He opened his mouth and blood bubbled out. He trembled and looked at Tang Mo with disbelief, spitting blood while struggling to spit out a sentence from his mouth, "Why ...... is it me?"

Tang Mo kept gasping for air. No one noticed that around the pupils of his eyes, a circle of white light flickered gently. Tang Mo lifted his head to look at Lao Jiu in the distance, in his field of vision, a trace of intense black death aura crawled up from the ground and gradually wrapped around Lao Jiu's body. Lao Jiu looked at Tang Mo and his dying companion on the ground with a pale face, and soon, the death aura completely blocked his face, and Tang Mo could no longer see his expression.

Tang Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at the man on the ground. His voice was calm, "Because, he wouldn't have died just now."

The man lying on the ground stared straight ahead, and to his dying day he couldn't understand what the hell Tang Mo meant by that.

What happened next became incredibly simple; after this man died, the other three men rushed away in fear. They were smart enough to split up and run away. There were three directions in total, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo chased after one each. The last middle-aged man ran in the direction of the gas station, where he found Fu Wen Sheng hiding in the gas station.

The middle aged strong man s eyes rolled and he ran to the gas station. He roared angrily and rushed towards the Fu Wen sound, when an icy voice sounded behind him.

The voice was so loud that it reached the middle-aged man's ears even from across the street. He turned his head to look behind him, only to see Fu Wenduo holding Tang Mo's hand in front of the newspaper kiosk on the opposite side of the road, and Tang Mo holding a silver-colored pistol, with the muzzle of the pistol aimed at the middle-aged man's forehead.

Tang Mo faintly said, "On behalf of the stars to destroy you ......checkmate!"

Bang!

An ear-splitting gunshot rang out, and the bullet passed through the middle-aged strong man's head, exploding a splash of blood.

There was a dull thunder in the sky, and the moment the body of the middle-aged strong man fell, the rain poured down. Tang Mo didn't realize that it was still March, but the spring rain in Beijing was actually so heavy. He quickly split up with Fu Wenduo to drag the bodies of the four men into the gas station, but unfortunately his body was still wet from the rain.

Just after entering the door, Tang Mo looked up and saw Fu Wen's mouth wide open, looking at him and Fu Wenduo in horror.

Tang Mo was stunned, and thought for a moment that the little friend was a little alarmed by the sudden sight of so many corpses. But Fu Wen Sheng had seen more corpses before, right? He hadn't even been scared during the garbage sweeping game in Nanjing, so why was he reacting so strongly now?

Tang Mo said, "Shall I drag them farther away?" He thought the little friend was afraid of the four corpses.

Who would have thought that Fu Wen Sheng swallowed his saliva, looked at Tang Mo in surprise, and then looked at his big brother. After a while, he still turned his head to look at Tang Mo, his tone agitated: ''What's going on, Brother Tang, what the hell is going on? Just now, my brother suddenly rushed out. How did you guys know that there were people hiding outside and that they were trying to kill us? Why did you have to be the first to kill that person just now, what's so special about him? Brother Tang, what the hell is going on, what the hell is going on?!"

Fu Wenduo was dragging the body of the middle-aged strong man into the gas station, and he raised an eyebrow when he heard Fu Wen's voice, which was filled with a fanboy tone.

Fu Wen Sheng also realized that his tone just now seemed to be too excited. The temperature of the four corpses in front of him hadn't cooled down yet, so it wasn't a good idea for him to be so excited. Fu Wen Sheng coughed, ''I'm just curious about what happened just now. That ...... I didn't understand anything, you two suddenly rushed out and killed four people. It looks as if they have been ambushing us over there for ...... a long time."

Fu Wenduo let go of his hand and the burly man's body hit the ground with a thud. He said calmly, "Ask your brother Tang."

...... Kids call Tang brother even if you Fu Wenduo call what Tang brother.

Tang Mo's mouth twitched at Fu Wenduo's "Brother Tang" as he walked over to the first man killed and squatted down to examine him for a moment. Finally, he raised his head and said, "If I guessed correctly, this man possesses an extraordinary ability ...... he can go back in time."