Merry Christmas!

Suzhou Park, a large shopping mall.

A short, middle-aged woman quickly darted between the stores. Her right hand had been hacked off from the wrist at the root, and blood seemed like a waterfall as it gushed out from the flat cut surface. As she ran, she kept waving around with her other intact left hand. As she waved, the merchandise, tables and chairs in the stores on both sides all levitated, smashing into her back.

Bang, bang, bang!

The black-colored, three-pronged, cone-shaped weapon met these sharp objects, and the moment the blades touched, all of these commodities were sliced in half.

The man in black was chasing after him with fast steps, and the middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with the color of madness, she yelled like crazy, and used her powers to smash more things into Fu Wenduo. She yelled like crazy, and used her powers to smash more things into Fu Wenduo. every time she used her powers, her face became redder and redder, as if she was a balloon that was expanding, ready to explode at any time.

The two of them, one after the other, quickly chased the two to the supermarket on the first floor of the mall, and chased them to the knife supplies section.

The women's eyes glowed at the sight of the sharp knives around them, moving them to stab the black man behind them.

Fu Wenduo avoids these kitchen knives without changing his color. His reflexes were so quick that the blades brushed against his body, sometimes with a wave of his hand. But there are still too many of them, and a fruit knife cuts through the right side of his face, sending beads of blood flying through the air.

This was the first time Fu Wenduo had been injured, and the middle-aged woman excitedly used her powers again to lift the supermarket counter. But the next moment she had just maneuvered the counter to levitate, almost in the blink of an eye, the man walked up to her.

"You ......!"

The sharp weapon didn't give the woman a chance to speak, directly piercing her throat. She opened her mouth and looked at the person who killed her with dismay, as if she did not understand why this person could be so fast, just like her companion who went to Shanghai, so fast that she could not capture it with the naked eye.

The middle-aged woman collapsed with a loud thud, her slightly open mouth with some residual human flesh caught between her teeth.

Fu Wenduo's right hand flung out, and the sharp, sharp weapon turned back into his normal right hand. After he made sure the woman was dead, he looked around, turned around, walked out of the supermarket, and drove away in his SUV.

It was cloudy for a few days, and heavy black clouds weighed heavily on the land of Jiangnan. Fu Wenduo held the steering wheel with one hand and the map with the other and found his way onto the highway. On his right cheek, the shallow cut began to heal. In just a few minutes, it returned to its original shape, the skin as smooth as ever.

After Fu Wenduo left, two college student-looking men and women trembled as they walked into the underground supermarket. They took each other's hands and cheered themselves up.

"The ...... man said he would kill the murderers, he must have killed them already."

"Yeah, he's gone, must have killed those guys already."

The two said this as if they were giving themselves a reason to work up the courage to enter the supermarket. They walked between the shelves of the supermarket, their legs shaking. The two slowly widened their eyes when they saw the body of the woman lying by the counter.

After the excitement, there were tears of joy. Young men and women hugged each other.

"She's dead, she's dead, revenge for Lulu ......"

Shanghai, Pudong New District.

Tang Mo didn't expect to meet this little girl again so soon.

Ten days ago Tang Mo ventured to City North Middle School and left a message for the little girl under the podium. Ten days later, Chen Shanshan arrived.

Tang Mo asked, "You saw the letter I left and came looking for it?"

The short-haired girl was very mature as she replied seriously, "Yes. Brother Tang Mo, three days ago Feifei and I arrived at the school and saw the letter you left. However, this mall is a bit hard to find, and recently the stowaway killings have been happening a lot in Shanghai. You and the stowaways are deadly rivals, so it's going to take a bit of effort to get here, and you can't come straight here. So it took a while."

Luo Fengcheng looks to Tang Mo : "You told this little friend about Atak and the Stowaway organization?"

Tang Mo : "No. Just saying that Fatty and I are in a shifter organization right now."

Upon hearing this, Luo Fengcheng let out a soft "oh" and looked at Chen Shanshan with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in his gaze.

Qiao Feifei went to look for Zhao Ziang first, and Tang Mo took Chen Shanshan to the corner of the underground parking lot to talk.

"Did they save Zhao Ziang and Liu Chen?" Chen Shanshan asked. Chen Shanshan asked.

Tang Mo : "Yes. I know one of the members of this organization, and half a month ago I came to see him to find out about the stowaway organization, and I happened to run into them saving Fatty."

Chen Shanshan nodded.

After not seeing her for a month, this little girl had become even smarter. Although Tang Mo could no longer access Chen Shanshan's powers to see what her current power level was, the little girl was indeed much smarter than she was a month ago.

Tang Mo only said that he and Zhao Ziang were in an alien organization, and if Chen Shanshan wanted to find them, he could come over. Based on this alone, Chen Shanshan surmised that this Shifter organization and the group of stowaways might be enemies.

First of all, Tang Mo said when he left Shibei Middle School that he would go back to Suzhou after he found his best friend. The fact that Tang Mo is still in Shanghai means that he must have something to do. That something is most likely to deal with that group of murderous devil stowaways.

Other than that, Little Fatty and his companion were heading west. The reason why Chen Shanshan turned back was because he was worried about Little Fatty's safety. According to Chen Shanshan's instructions, Zhao Ziang would not have contact with anyone, and he would not have appeared in an alien organization for no reason. Nine times out of ten, Zhao Ziang was in danger, and this Alien organization just saved them.

The most dangerous thing in Shanghai right now are the stowaways. The Alien organization that went against the stowaways was of course their enemy.

Tang Mo thought, "Don't you have a companion? How come there are only two of you?"

"He lives not far from the school, his mom and dad are gone, but he ran into his uncle when he came home to visit. His uncle is still alive, and he separated from us." Chen Shanshan said, "Brother Tang Mo, are you trying to kill the stowaways?"

Tang Mo : "If we don't kill them, they will continue their massacre in Shanghai and kill more people, including us."

"That charred body I came across at the school stairway ...... was a stowaway?"

"Well, he followed me to your school."

Chen Shanshan: "So how many stowaways are left?"

"There are six more. Only one of the stowaways has powers we know very well, the other five's powers are unknown for now."

Tang Mo gave Chen Shanshan the general picture of the situation so far, but it wasn't long before the little chubby kid was excited to learn that his two classmates had arrived and rushed over to find them. Four teenagers gathered in Atak's operating room, talking about what had happened to each of them in the past month.

Tang Mo leaves the OR and heads to the S4 replica with Jacks.

Four days ago, they cleared the S2 copy and received a quest prize. Unfortunately, this quest prize didn't have much value and couldn't be useful in dealing with the stowaways. Today they were going to clear the S4 copy.

When Tang Mo returned to the parking lot in the evening, the little fatty covered his injured arm and vividly depicted the scene of his heroic rescue to the two female students. Qiao Feifei was amused by him, but Chen Shanshan was calmer and asked Liu Chen about his injury.

It's getting cloudy.

The weather has been getting colder and colder in the past few days, with a cold front coming from the north. The biting wind blows on one's face as if it were a knife cut.

Cold like this can even be resisted by preppers, and with the planet coming online, mankind will no longer fear a drop in temperature. Yet these winds hint at the arrival of a blast of cold air that is likely to bring a downpour with it.

Luo Fengcheng said that there would be a rainstorm in three days, and that would be the best time to sneak attack the stowaway organization. Tang Mo couldn't see why it was raining on this day, and the night before, he found Luo Feng Cheng: "How do we sneak attack?"

Luo Fengcheng took out a hand-drawn plan of the building, "This mall has a total of three glass elevators. The southernmost, northernmost, and the center of the mall, each have one. The movie theater is on the twelfth floor of the mall ......"

The Atark Organization currently had a total of twenty-five people, but there were only ten members with powerful offensive psychic abilities, including the injured little fatty.

Tang Mo listened to Luo Fengcheng's plan and nodded approvingly. Finally, he said, "Taotie is either more powerful than Godspeed or an extremely important person. Luo Feng Cheng, who do you think Taotie is?"

Luo Fengcheng pondered for a moment, "There is a 40% chance that the black belt is Taotie, and a 60% chance that the other man is Taotie."

Tang Mo did not object.

He walked out of Luo Fengcheng's office.

All the members need to get some rest tonight, and the next night, ten of them, as well as Tang Mo, will head to Puxi to sneak up on the six stowaways.

Tang Mo didn't immediately return to his car, he found the little girl alone outside the operating room.

Tang Mo gets right to the point: "I have something, Shanshan, that I'd like to hear from you."

"What is it?"

"Of the six remaining stowaways, one of them is nicknamed Taotie, and right now we don't know who the hell he is. There are two options. One is a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six, who had crossed paths with some member of the Atak organization half a month ago, turned and fled without too much conflict." Tang Mo briefly summarized, "The other is a teenager of seventeen or eighteen. His powers are unknown, and he permanently ties his eyes with a black silk ribbon, but he is not blind. Whenever he appears, he is followed by a stowaway as his bodyguard."

Tang Mo paused and looked at Chen Shanshan: "Who do you think, is Taotie?"

Chen Shanshan thought for a long time and asked, "Does it matter who the taotie is?"

"I just like to prevent all possibilities."

"I think it's the second one."

Tang Mo asked, "Why?"

"There's too little information to even speculate on who Taotie is. But I intuitively ...... feel that it is him." Chen Shanshan lifted his head, "I'm sorry, Brother Tang Mo, it's just not possible to deduce the truth with this amount of information. I can only say that the intuition is him."

Tang Mo nods, "That's enough."

After checking on the students in the operating room, Tang Mo went back to the business car where he lives these days. He flipped through the book of supernatural powers and opened it to Chen Shanshan's page.

[Limitations: Judgment accuracy capped at 50%, 0 room for physical strength improvement]

The upper limit of judgmental accuracy is 50%, which does not mean that Chen Shanshan has a 50% chance of being correct in the result she gets after reasoning and analyzing something. Rather, it means that when faced with any unknown problem, she has a 50% chance of guessing the correct conclusion without having to analyze it at all.

Of course, this is the upper limit; the lower limit is unknown.

But this has been extremely scary.

Although Tang Mo and Luo Feng Cheng both felt that Taotie was more likely to be the young man, Tang Mo decided to trust Chen Shanshan's intuition.

He reached out and drew a circle on the ground.

The next afternoon, Tang Mo and the ten members of the Atak organization split into six groups, disguised themselves and left from the mall in turn. They didn't go all the way until 5 p.m., when they met up near Nanjing Road.

The sky was dark, with thick ink-like clouds covering the entire sky. Tang Mo hid in a fast food restaurant across the street from the building and watched the sky in silence. The dark clouds were getting heavier and heavier, and the world was swallowed up by the horrible blackness. There was no electricity, no lights, the world was just dark.

As Luo Fengcheng had said, four hours later, at nine o'clock sharp, a bean-sized drop of rain hit the glass of the KFC.

"Whoa-"

Heavy rain poured down, and the huge raindrops hit the ground hard. The curtain of rain was like a fog, making this once incredibly prosperous commercial street even more hazy. In the midst of the downpour, ten silhouettes rushed through the rain curtain at an extremely fast speed and brushed into the commercial building where the stowaways were located.

Upon entering the mall, the ten men looked at each other, nodded gently, and quickly separated from each other.

The nine men of Atak, in groups of three, walk up the three safety stairs to the twelfth floor. Tang Mo walks alone up the last security staircase.

The crackling rain echoed through the empty mall, muffling the sound of their footsteps.

In five minutes, all ten had made it to the twelfth floor. They were hiding in the darkness, unable to see each other.

Tang Mo walked into the door of the movie theater with light steps and caution. He counted the seconds in his mind, while trying to speed up his pace, looking for the enemies hiding in the movie theater.

Tang Mo stops at the door of screening room four.

He pressed his ear against the door of the fourth screening room and listened carefully to the movement inside. Tang Mo closed his eyes and held his breath as he pictured in his mind the same map of the theater's interior that Luo Fengcheng had once drawn for all of them. As all his attention was focused on listening, he heard his heart beating, pounding, pounding, pounding.

Then there was an extremely faint breathing sound.

Tang Mo tightened his eyebrows and listened to the other party s voice. It should be sitting in the front row ...... the first four rows. The very center of the first four rows. There is only one breathing sound, the voice is heavy, 80% possibility is a man.

Tang Mo mentally counts the minutes.

1100th second, 1101st second ...... 1198th second, 1199th second.

1200th second!

Tang Mo flipped his hand and took out the small Yang San, quickly chanted the incantation, and kicked open the door to Screening Room Four. With a stomp of his feet, he rushed towards the stowaway who was resting in the center of the third row. The moment he launched his attack, in the other three directions, there were also three sounds of attacks.

The chaos started suddenly.

Tang Mo's sneak attack worked wonders, the other party seemed to be resting and did not react at all, the tip of Tang Mo's umbrella pierced straight through the man's shoulder. Only a clicking sound of bones breaking was heard, and the man hissed in pain, "Who is it! I'll kill you!"

A rustling sound rang in the air and Tang Mo's ears twitched as he sidestepped to his right to get out of the way. The sound passed through where he had just stood, but suddenly turned a corner and wrapped itself around his right wrist.

"Lightning, turn the lights on!" A loud female voice rang out from the next screening room.

"Snap-"

A bright flash of electricity flashed across the corridor, and a large, high-wattage lamp suddenly lit up at the main entrance of the movie theater. The light is so pervasive that it shines into each screening room with only a little bit of dim light. But with this little light, Tang Mo and the stowaway saw each other clearly.

Glasses man!

Tang Mo said in his heart.

The young man's right hand is raised, grasping a long, rubbery rope, the other end of which is tied tightly around Tang Mo's wrists. His left hand hangs in a strange position, apparently with a broken shoulder bone that prevents him from moving.

The moment they see each other clearly, Tang Mo and the man with the glasses react together.

Tang Mo lifts the little Yang San and snaps it open. The spectacled man's right hand swings up, and the soft-looking rubber cord tugs at Tang Mo, tossing him into the air before slamming him to the ground. Tang Mo immediately aims the umbrella at the ground. As he is flung to the ground, the small Yang San's umbrella is pressed into a terrifying arc, followed by a snap, and Tang Mo is catapulted back into the air.

Staring at Tang Mo with a twisted face from the pain, the man with the glasses keeps flinging the rubber rope, slamming him against the theater's ceiling, floor, and four walls. Tang Mo changes the direction of Yang San Jr. and blocks each of these attacks.

Little Yang San bends and deforms again and again, protecting Tang Mo from being smashed into the wall.

As the man with the glasses flings him to the ceiling again, Tang Mo suddenly retracts his umbrella and viciously stabs the tip into the wall.

The man with the glasses froze abruptly.

Tiny Yang San is stuck in the ceiling by Tang Mo, who is positioned right in the corner of the ceiling. With one hand wrapped in a rubber cord, one hand holding tiny Yang San, and his feet on both walls, he confronts the spectacled man standing on the floor.

"Get over here!"

The man with the glasses bellowed angrily and yanked on the rubber rope. Tang Mo's right hand was pulled forward by him, and his left hand pressed down on little Yang San to stabilize his body. The two men were in a standoff for a moment, and the man with the glasses flashed his eyes as he flipped his fingers and another rubber cord flew out of his palm, grabbing Tang Mo's other hand.

Meanwhile, Tang Mo stands in the corner of the ceiling and opens his mouth. He takes a deep breath and exhales.

Boom!

A powerful jet of air comes out of Tang Mo's mouth.

The second rubber cord from the man with the glasses has wrapped around Tang Mo's hand holding little Yang San, and the surprise on his face doesn't last a second before his eyes widen in horror and he turns to flee. But in this tiny screening room, the storm quickly swept over everything. The seats creaked in the category 8 hurricane, and the man with the glasses was in the center of the storm; he was blown by the strong winds and smashed directly onto the big screen.

The gale continues.

The powerful storm blew out from the center of the screening room, touching the walls before returning to press against Tang Mo. Tang Mo was now in an extremely clever position, having been waiting for an opportunity when the man with the glasses had flung him with the rubber cord. A chance to pin down his opponent without involving himself at the same time.

He's now positioned diagonally across the theater as the storm blows out and Cobalt Man is crushed against the big screen by the howling winds. When those winds hit the wall and blow back at Tang Mo, the force is just enough to press him into the corner of the ceiling, keeping him from being pulled out by Glasses Man and into the storm as well.

However being a stowaway, when the man with glasses reacted, he pressed his right hand on the big screen and stood up a little bit. As long as he stood up, he could walk, he clenched his teeth and glared viciously at Tang Mo as he took a step towards him.

The wind of the eighth level would only affect the Exalt to a certain extent and have a surprise effect, it was impossible to defeat him.

The man with glasses tightened his grip on the rubberized rope in his hand. The two thin ropes, made extremely thin by the sudden long pull, were extremely tough and helped Glasses Man bind Tang Mo's wrists. The man with glasses tugged on the ropes with one hand, walking in the gusty wind. A crazy smile crossed the corners of his mouth. He was no longer affected by this gale, as long as he was given half a minute, he would be able to grab Tang Mo and directly strangle this wind-using psychic.

From start to finish, it all happened in ten seconds.

The "Swallow the Miles like a Tiger" power lasts for one minute and can only be used twice a day. Tang Mo watched calmly as the man with the glasses walked towards him, his grip on the handle of Yang San's umbrella tightened and his wrist twisted slightly.

The next moment, Tang Mo suddenly closes his mouth, and the powerful storm in the screening room suddenly disappears.

The man with glasses was stunned, yet in the blink of an eye, he understood the reason why Tang Mo had given up using his powers. The long rubber rope suddenly contracted as the pressure dissipated. The man with glasses was pulled by the force of this elasticity and flew straight towards Tang Mo, who also pulled little Yang San out of the ceiling, letting the rubber rope pull him towards the man with glasses.

Half a second later, the two men's bodies collided in the air. A sharp umbrella tip pierced through the glasses man's chest and out his back.

With a rumble, the two landed on the ground.

Tang Mo pulled out the small Yang San that had pierced the glasses man's heart, and used the tip of the umbrella to puncture the two rubber cords that bound him. He leaned down and did a quick check to make sure that the man with glasses was dead before picking up the small Yang San and walking out of Screening Room Four.

In the dimly lit movie theater, three bodies lay sprawled in the hallway.

One was a member of the Ataque, and his body showed signs of being burned by flames. The other two were stowaways.

Tang Mo also found three bodies in two other screening rooms.

Two were members of Atak and one was a stowaway.

A total of four stowaways and three members are now dead. All three members have flame burns on their bodies.

There are two stowaways left.

Tang Mo's heart tightened and he hurriedly walked out of the movie theater. As soon as he looked up, he saw a young, tall, short-haired woman kicking Jacks out of the way, and at the same time, she waved her right hand, and a ball of blazing red flames slammed straight at Jacks.

"Look out!"

Tang Mo reaches out and the rubberized leather cord flies out of his palm, tying Jacks around the waist. With a flick of his wrist, Tang Mo pulls Jacks behind him.

The mall is so dimly lit that the young woman doesn't see that Tang Mo is using powers she just got from the man with the glasses. She stands on the glass railing on the twelfth floor and looks warily at Tang Mo. Tang Mo looks down.

There were five men lying on the floor.

Except for Jacks, all five Tang Qiao men were paralyzed on the ground, with not only burn marks but also some other wounds on their bodies, and had already lost their fighting ability. Jacks' chest had long been blackened by the flames, and after he was saved by Tang Mo, he limped to his feet again to charge up and fight.

Tang Mo stopped him, "Is she the one who did this to you?"

Jacks: "She beat me up all by herself, Tang Qiao was already injured when they came, by other stowaways."

Tang Mo nodded his head as he whispered a silent incantation, and with a brush, he opened Granny Wolf's little Yang San.

The rain poured down, crackling against the glass windows of the mall. Tang Mo held up the small Yang San and walked towards the short-haired woman with a cool gaze. The latter also looked at him coldly.

Being that the distance between the two was only ten meters, a hoarse male voice rang out, "Be careful, his powers are the strongest."

Tang Mo was startled and realized that behind the short-haired woman, a blindfolded teenager was standing in the darkness, quietly "watching" him. Obviously, the eyes of the other party were still covered with a layer of impenetrable black cloth, but Tang Mo felt that a sharp gaze was fixed on his body, as if it had seen through his secrets.

Tang Mo narrowed his eyes, and in the next moment, he suddenly stormed up and rushed towards the black cloth teenager.

The blazing fire formed a wall of fire in front of him.

"Your opponent is me!"

Tang Mo held up the small Yang San to block the fire dragon that was coming towards him. The flames spread out from both sides of Yang San, and Tang Mo held up the umbrella with both hands. Suddenly, he raised his other hand and blocked the back of his neck.

The short-haired woman slammed her fist into Tang Mo's hand and she flipped backwards twice, landing firmly on her feet.

Tang Mo put away the small Yang San and turned his head to look at the other party.

The moment they locked eyes, they moved together. The short-haired woman's hands waved, and one hot flame after another smashed nonchalantly at Tang Mo. She possessed strong fighting skills, and Tang Mo could only rely on her strong physical strength to defend herself with the small Yang San again and again under the intensive and ferocious attack.

Another ball of fire burned into Tang Mo's eyes, and Tang Mo rolled backwards to avoid the flames. The short-haired woman takes this opportunity to sweep her leg, Tang Mo hastily uses her hands to support herself on the ground to avoid this leg. Before he can recover, the short-haired woman throws another punch at Tang Mo, who parries it with both arms. He was knocked away by the force, and his back cracked the glass fence on the twelfth floor, and he fell down from the twelfth floor.

Jacks exclaimed, "Tang Mo!"

Tang Mo plummets down from the twelfth floor as he gathers up the Yang San and pokes the tip of the umbrella hard into the glass elevator in the middle of the mall.

The glass breaks at every level. When Tang Mo decelerated and slid down to the eighth floor, there was a loud click and the whole glass of the elevator broke. Tang Mo stepped on the reinforced structure of the elevator, and with a few pushes, returned to the twelfth floor.

He was greeted head-on by a raging sea of fire.

Tang Mo did not dare to be careless and directly used "Qi Swallowing Miles Like a Tiger" to blow away all the flames. After the flames dispersed, the short-haired woman's fist smashed up. Tang Mo was unable to dodge, and with a crisp fracture sound, his nose was cracked by the punch.

Since Earth came online, this is the most powerful enemy Tang Mo has ever met. Her powers were powerful, and more importantly, her fighting skills were too strong. In her eyes, all Tang Mo's moves seem like child's play, and she easily neutralizes them, forcing Tang Mo to the brink of extinction again and again.

Just with her terrifying fighting skills, if her supernatural ability wasn't flames but divine speed, then a hundred Tang Mo wouldn't be enough to beat her.

This woman's flame power is obviously stronger than Tang Mo's "Return My Grandpa". She had already used "Swallow the Miles like a Tiger" twice today, so it was impossible for her to use it again. Tang Mo's offensive powers were the only two he had. His brain was racing, thinking about what he should do.

At that moment, the woman's fist, wrapped in flames, slammed into Tang Mo.

Tang Mo couldn't avoid dodging, his eyes flinched as a huge rock blocked in front of him and was smashed by the woman's fist. Tang Mo was no longer able to hesitate, he realized that his current self was no match for this woman.

"This is your psychic ability?" The woman was startled as she realized, "Your psychic ability isn't that wind ......"

The moment the woman spoke, a faint silver color emerged from Tang Mo's body.

The river of time gradually came to a standstill at this time.

In the silent darkness of the mall, Jacks and Tang Qiao looked worriedly at Tang Mo, Jacks' "be careful" was the first word he said, the second one had yet to be uttered. The young woman's fist stopped in mid-air, her eyes twitching slightly as if she had realized something. She struggled to reach out, and a ball of flame stood in front of her.

However, this is not the cramped stairwell of a school, and Tang Mo has so many options.

Tang Mo appears from behind the woman, the sharp tip of his umbrella piercing the back of her head.

Time returned to normal, and no one could see how Tang Mo suddenly teleported from in front of the woman to behind her. Even the woman had her eyes dead open, staring ahead in disbelief. Blood flowed out from the wound on her forehead, down the bridge of her nose, and slid to the edge of her mouth.

The side effects of time powers go far beyond draining life!

In just two seconds, Tang Mo had already consumed four minutes of his life. At the same time, he realized that his body was weak at the moment and was no longer in a strong state. If he faced this woman again, he was afraid that he would be killed in one blow.

He took a few deep breaths to regain his strength and drew back his umbrella.

The woman fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her eyes drifted apart, but just a second before the focus of her eyes was about to dissipate, she slammed the ground with a hard slap.

Tang Mo was startled and immediately turned her head to look at the black-clothed teenager hiding in the darkness.

A tall wall of fire rose up flat and stopped between him and the teenager. The teenager's eyebrows and eyes shrouded a layer of faint black gas, he turned around and ran. Tang Mo rushed to chase after him, but was stopped by the wall of fire. When Tang Mo broke through the wall of fire, he saw the teenager running at full speed and smashing the windows of the building. He didn't want to die, he wanted to jump to the next building!

Tang Mo rushed to catch up, but saw a small fat man standing quietly on the rooftop of the opposite building in the dark rain.

The black cloth teenager saw the little fat boy too late, a tiny nail pierced through his brow. The teenager landed on the rooftop of the building, and blood quickly flowed all over the place, being washed away by the heavy rain.

Tang Mo jumps to the rooftop of the building and checks to find the teenager dead, he then looks up to the person in front of him, "Fatty, why are you here?"

There were eleven of them this time, but Fatty had not recovered from his injuries, so Tang Mo decided to let him stay in the fast-food restaurant to take over at any time.

Zhao Ziang wiped the rainwater from his face: "Before we left, Shanshan told me that if you don't let me get involved, and let me keep watch from the side, I'll find the building closest to the building in this neighborhood, and wait on the rooftop here. If they escape, they will definitely go to other buildings. If I wait here, I may be able to wait for the fish that escaped. Brother Tang, you told me to keep an eye on the movements in the building, so after thinking about it, I listened to Shanshan and found this rooftop."

In the pouring rain, Tang Mo removes the black cloth from the teenager's eyes.

As Luo Fengcheng said, this was a teenager who could be called a little white boy.

"This is the second time I've killed someone." Zhao Ziang's voice rang out over the noisy downpour, "But I don't feel all that scared at all anymore. Brother Tang, that's him, Liu Chen and I were running away when we saw him and Electric Man kill a little girl about our age and eat her heart. We wanted to run away, but who knows where he found us and told Electric Man that my psychic powers were very strong. The electric man came after us like crazy and chased us for a day and a night and still wouldn't give up. Liu Chen almost died in his hands!"

Tang Mo also clearly remembered that just now in the building, the teenager told the short-haired woman that his powers were the strongest.

A guess came to his mind and he flipped the teenager's eyelids open.

A white color with no pupils.

Last night, Tang Mo used "Draw a Circle and Curse You" to curse the black cloth boy. When the boy turned to run away, Tang Mo saw the black aura of the curse enveloping his body. Maybe it was because of the curse, or maybe it was supposed to be like this, in any case, the teenager died at the hands of the little fat man.

Six stowaways, all dead.

With the rain still pouring down, Tang Mo and Fatty return to the movie theater.

Jacks injuries have recovered a bit, he walked over, his voice hoarse: "Just before you came out, Ze was already dying, he didn't last ......"

Tang Mo's heart lurched as he strided to the entrance of the movie theater, only to see Tang Qiao holding the body of a young man. The man's face had been burned to the point of disfigurement by the flames, and the clothes he wore were Ye Yuanze's, and now he was lying breathless on the ground, held by his own companion.

Of the three people who found Tang Mo outside of Mario's Monopoly game, only Tang Qiao remains.

Nie Fei and Ye Yuanze are all dead.

Tang Mo looked at them quietly, and finally checked everyone's injuries. Among them, Jacks and Tang Qiao were the least injured, while the other three had injuries that were not fatal, but they had to rest and could not move around for a short period of time.

All seven of the stowaways died, and the Atak organization sacrificed four of its men, along with Nie Fei, who had died at their hands a month earlier.

After a night's rest, Tang Mo and Jacks each carried a member of the Atak who was too injured to walk, and the seven made their way back.

Before leaving, Tang Mo set fire to the entire mall.

The sky cleared and the brilliant sunlight shone on the charred remains of the building, and many people who had been hiding and out of sight all day because they were afraid of the Stowaway organization came out in droves when they saw the charred building.

As if they had realized something, one by one they stood downstairs behind the fire and raised their eyes to stare.

When Tang Mo returned to the mall, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Tang Qiao walked expressionlessly to Luo Fengcheng and recounted the entire story of the sneak attack the night before.

Luo Fengcheng's expression loosened a bit when he heard that four members had died. Soon, he regained his composure and said, "Those stowaways are extremely strong, this time, if it wasn't for the sneak attack, we wouldn't necessarily be able to beat them. The black cloth teenager didn't put up a fight, and that short-haired woman alone killed three of us. If we let them eat their hearts and become stronger again, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The two seriously injured members were taken to the operating room, in the same ward as the Bamboo Boys, to wait for proper recuperation.

Tang Mo's nose bone was broken by the short-haired woman, and there were some deep or shallow wounds on his body. He didn't bother about these injuries as the others in the office left one by one, leaving only him and Luo Feng Cheng.

"I think Taotie is the black cloth." Tang Mo said.

Luo Fengcheng asked, "Why?"

"Black Cloth's powers are strange, or at least not aggressive. If he wasn't an important identity, this stowaway organization wouldn't have been able to accommodate him, and neither would Godspeed." After a pause, Tang Mo said, "Perhaps his psychic ability has something to do with why these stowaways can become stronger by eating their hearts."

Luo Fengcheng: "An alien who is protected by all the stowaways and whose own alien ability is not offensive. It is indeed very likely that his alien ability has something to do with the secret of these stowaways becoming stronger. But we'll never have the chance to know what his alien ability really is."

Black Boo was killed by Fatty, and Tang Mo didn't get his psychic powers. But he also thought, "Black Boo's psychic ability has something to do with eating hearts."

Without going any deeper on the topic, Luo Fengcheng looked at him, "How much longer are you going to stay?"

Tang Mo looked up at him, "Today is the 23rd, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Really don't want to stay?"

Tang Mo: "The stowaways are from Suzhou. There are at least three other stowaways in Suzhou. I've lived there for more than 20 years and I want to go back there more than Shanghai." Kill the stowaways who slaughtered more than a thousand people in Suzhou.

Luo Fengcheng didn't force it.

Tang Mo Before leaving, Luo Fengcheng asked, "I heard that the reason why that little fatty was waiting on the rooftop of the opposite building was because he was told off by his female classmates?"

Tang Mo's feet lurched as he turned to look at Luo Fengcheng.

Luo Fengcheng laughed, "Even if she is smart, she is still just a fifteen year old child who has learned too little. She needs to learn more in order to live better in this world."

Tang Mo looked fixedly at Luo Fengcheng.

He understood what the other man meant.

Tang Mo left the office and found the little girl listening to Qiao Feifei in the corner of the parking lot. Chen Shanshan saw the wounds on Tang Mo's shoulder and right leg at first glance, and she stood up, "Is everything okay, Brother Tang Mo?"

"It's okay."

The two of them exchanged glances, Chen Shanshan followed Tang Mo and walked out.

Tang Mo repeated Luo Fengcheng's words, and the little girl lowered her head and silently looked at the ground without speaking.

Tang Mo faintly said, "Tomorrow afternoon, I plan to return to Suzhou. You think about it." Without saying any unnecessary words, everything was left to the little girl's own choice.

The next afternoon, Tang Mo packed up the goodies he was going to bring and got a new backpack. Two nights had passed, and he was pretty much recovered, except for some burn scars on the back of his left hand that hadn't fully healed.

During this sneak attack, two stowaways died at the hands of Tang Mo, who gained the other's powers.

[Alien Power: I'm the man who will become the King of Thieves]

[Owner: Liu Zhen (stowaway)]

[Type: Genotype]

[Function: The palms of both hands can radiate extremely elastic rubber cords, and due to the law of cause and effect, the bound object cannot take the initiative to untie the rubber cords within one minute.]

[Level: 3]

[Restrictions: A maximum of two rubber cords can be emitted, and one cord can only bind one object]

[Remarks: If you can't be the King of Thieves, you can still be the King of Thieves' man.]

[Tang Mo version of the instructions for use: limited to one use per day, only one rubber cord can be released, the law of causality works, and the time for not unraveling the rubber cord is 30 seconds. I think all the powers Tang Mo has gotten lately are a bit dirty, it fits his persona pretty well now.]]

Tang Mo looked strangely at the last sentence of the Alien Book.

This was the first time he hadn't gotten the taint of a shifter book. What do you mean, tainted? This Rubber Cord Ability had a lot of limitations on how it could be used, but it was a very powerful ability just based on that unravelable karmic law effect.

Tang Mo looked again to the fire woman's powers.

[Ability: Flame]

[Owner: Dong Si (stowaway)]

[Type: Atomic]

[Function: Casts a fiery flame with a maximum temperature of 1535 degrees Celsius.]

[Level: 4]

Tang Mo's eyes focus on the word "Level 4".

This was the first level 4 or higher ability he had gotten, and sure enough, the female stowaway's ability was strong to this extent.

[Limitations: The flame temperature is not controllable and exacerbates the evaporation of water from the user's body with each use.]

[Remarks: Even the hottest flames can't go faster than time. Dong Si thought so before he died.]

【 Tang Mo version of the instructions for use: can only be used three times a day, the use of the double exacerbation of water evaporation in the body. A woman who is as passionate as fire bumps into a man who is very fast.]

Both of these abilities were very powerful and offensive, and were Tang Mo's very rare attack-type abilities. He stuffed the Book of Abilities into his backpack and bid farewell to Luo Feng Cheng.

Luo Fengcheng is writing some very strange chemical formulas, Tang Mo glances at them and doesn't look at them any more.

Luo Fengcheng said, "Those two girls are fine, they have decided to join the Atark organization."

Tang Mo was slightly stunned, but it made sense.

Qiao Feifei's Identity Recognition Ability may look like a chicken scratch, but it is indispensable to an aberrant organization like Atak. Atark took the elite route, but it wasn't that it didn't accept foreign psychics. Formal players definitely had psychic abilities, but no one knew if the ones with psychic abilities were formal players or not.

With Qiao Feifei around, it's almost impossible for smugglers to infiltrate the Atak organization.

To Chen Shanshan ......

"That little girl came to me last night, and I asked her a few questions, and she didn't answer any of them. So she decided to stay and be my student."

Tang Mo didn't expect this to be the case: "You took her as your student?"

"Yes." Luo Fengcheng said, "She's smart, smarter than any researcher I've ever met. But she still learned too little. Just like how she knew that she wanted Little Fatty to go to the rooftop to wait for a rabbit, but she didn't know why that night, there would be a heavy rainstorm in Shanghai. Not a day in advance, not a day delayed, it was that day."

Intelligence is not the same as wisdom.

Intelligent people needed to have a huge amount of knowledge on top of their intelligence. Just like when Tang Mo first met Luo Fengcheng, the mysterious Black Tower researcher accurately stated many proper nouns Tang Mo had never heard of, analyzing everyone's situation very thoroughly.

That's what Chen Shanshan is missing right now.

Tang Mo, however, thought, "I thought you just wanted her to be your assistant."

"Assistants are also students." Luo Fengcheng explained, "I had been an assistant for a long time before, about a year, when I was nineteen. And Tang Mo ...... I don't have any psychic powers, I'm just a regular prepper."

Tang Mo looked at Luo Fengcheng, and Luo Fengcheng similarly looked at him.

After a long time, Luo Fengcheng laughed, "Sooner or later, one day, I will die in the Black Tower. After that day, I die and my students are still alive. I will also still be alive."

Tang Mo looked at him and slowly curled his lips as well, "You think too much."

The two laughed together.

A small, ordinary-looking three-story building on the easternmost side of Shanghai.

The tall, handsome man in black walked into the small building, starting with the first room on the first floor, looking for something.

It's a small, ordinary building, and the only thing that's not ordinary about it is that the doors to each of its rooms are blocked off with tightly encrypted iris-recognition door locks double encrypted with acoustic locks. Now that the power has failed, these locks are autonomously powered by solar energy and are actually still operating.

Fu Wenduo flung out his right hand, turning the underside of his arm into a sharp, black, sharp weapon as he pierced right through this thick, fine iron gate.

He walked into each room, searching carefully, until he found the last room on the third floor. Outside the door of this room hung a nameplate--

[Head of Polar Biology Research Group: Luo Fengcheng]

Fu Wenduo entered the room and searched carefully for a long time, but did not find any clues. Just as he turned to leave, his eyes fell upon a white porcelain cup near the sink in the room. This cup had been washed and wiped clean and placed on the counter, with the lid placed squarely on it. Not a drop of water had spilled around it, as if someone had unhurriedly cleaned it, put it away, and wiped down the sink counter in the process, before slowly and methodically leaving.

Fu Wenduo looked at the room for a while, then suddenly turned around, stood in the doorway, and looked at the room again.

"...... didn't disappear?"

Meanwhile, Tang Mo leaves the mall with her bag.

It wasn't that he had to take Chen Shanshan away, it was just that he had always felt that this little girl was suitable to be a companion. If it didn't work, he wouldn't force it.

Being alone is far more comforting than having a piggy bank.

After Tang Mo had walked a kilometer, the sun was fading into the west and a thin, curved moon appeared in the eastern sky.

Halfway there, Tang Mo suddenly remembers, "It's Christmas Eve?"

It's December 24th, Christmas Eve.

I should have known that I could have stayed at the mall for one more day, and it wouldn't have mattered if I left tomorrow.

Tang Mo was thinking random thoughts.

Just as he reaches an intersection, a breeze blows and Tang Mo stops in his tracks. At that moment, a bright and joyful music resonated throughout Shanghai, as hundreds of children's voices chanted and sang--

"We wish you a merry Christmas.

we wish you a merry christmas.

we wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year!

We wish......"

Tang Mo Chilly hairs stood up on his body as he quickly turned around to look at the huge black tower suspended at the other end of the Huangpu River.

After an upbeat "Merry Christmas" song, the Black Tower's crisp, childlike voice rings out--

"Dingdong! Huaxia District opens the Christmas Eve surprise copy, three minutes later, all Huaxia District players enter the copy and start the game."

"Dingdong! Hwa Hsia District opens a surprise copy of Christmas Eve ......"

It was broadcast three times in total, and the loud children's voices echoed continuously in the land of China. After broadcasting, the black tower paused for a moment. It was still the same child's voice that had no sound ups and downs, but it sounded as if there was a hint of undetectable gloating. It loudly informed all of the Chinese players-

"Ding Dong! Merry Christmas!"