Mr. Fu, unleash the "go home and kneel" effect.

The white walls rise slowly.

On the other side of the wall, Fu Wenduo stood alone in one of the squares, with his three teammates standing in the squares around him. As the wall rose, he fixed his eyes on the opposite side. The handsome young man in the light-colored jacket was standing directly across from him again, and the two of them were staring at each other.

Fu Wenduo lifted the corner of his lips and smiled at the man.

The other's face was unchanged. Like Fu Wenduo, he stood alone in one square, with two companions in another.

Pinocchio jumped down from the wall, and instantly moved to Tang Mo's side with interest, curious: "Is the card you played this time really the Queen's card?"

Tang Mo thought for a moment, "Will my nose get longer if I lie?"

Pinocchio hemmed and hawed, "Of course not. Only smart Pinocchio can have a long nose ...... Well well well, I'm not smart at all." After the long nose retracted, Pinocchio rubbed his nose in frustration and looked at Tang Mo again, "Your nose doesn't get longer when you lie, but I can hear it. Your human lies are like gems in the gutter, you can tell them at a glance."

Tang Mo said faintly, "It is not possible to see a jewel falling into a gutter at a glance."

Pinocchio said irritably, "Anyway, just tell me if the card you played this time was a queen card!"

Two cards have been dealt, Tang Mo's side of the deck is on the ground, and the opposite side of the deck is also on the ground. At this point, even if you tell Pinocchio, it won't affect the result. But Tang Mo said: "The fifth rule of the Black Tower is that Pinocchio does not know the contents of the cards of both sides. If I tell you this answer, how will the Black Tower solve this thing that is against the rules of the game?"

Pinocchio froze in his tracks.

Tang Mo: "My hand this time is ......"

"I won't listen I won't listen!" Pinocchio hurriedly covered his ears. He quickly ran back to the blank area, so scared that he even forgot to teleport. Immediately after running back, he clapped his hands and the two decks rumbled and glided into the center of the blank area. Pinocchio says loudly to Tang Mo, "Don't you dare tell me what the cards are about, I won't listen I won't listen!"

Tang Mo gave him a meaningful look, turned his eyes away, and met the man in black across the street.

The other man was also looking at him, apparently still admiring the friendly "interaction" he had just had with Pinocchio.

Tang Mo nodded expressionlessly at the other man, but for the first time his eyes scanned the man so carefully, from head to toe. He looked from the first strand of the man's hair, all the way to his feet, and back to the man's face.

Tang Mo was so blatantly checking out other people, I'm afraid ordinary people would feel uncomfortable, but the man in black didn't react at all, instead he let Tang Mo look at him as he pleased, and even looked at him in return.

After the shocking incident of almost violating the rules of the Black Tower just now, Pinocchio was too frightened to say one more word of nonsense, and didn't dare to sing the out-of-tune original children's song. He patted the two cards and stepped aside, "Alright, alright, your cards are out, hurry up and start."

"Dingdong! Second game, player out."

A dazzling white light flickers across the cards, blinding every player. In the midst of this blinding white light, only Pinocchio, a puppet, opens his eyes wide and looks at the two cards with curiosity.

"Ka-ching-"

"Ah!" Pinocchio exclaimed.

The sound of cards shattering was very obvious in the white world, and every player held their breath, nervously waiting to see the truth, to see which one of the shattered cards was actually there. Finally, the white light faded away, and Tang Mo looked down at the two cards on the ground.

A card shattered into powder, clicked, and disappeared into thin air.

Tang Mo On this side, the middle-aged man trembled and shouted, "Won! We won this time!"

The young woman across from her turned white, but she seemed to have expected this outcome and settled down slightly, striding into the blank area. She looked to Pinocchio : "The rules of the game say that cards that are not the same will trigger a dueling arena, where the players representing the two cards will duel, with the loser moving on to the next game and the winner staying." After a pause, she continued, "Now my deck is gone, but if I win ...... I'll stay, right?"

Pinocchio rubbed his nose, "Of course. Whoever wins stays."

The middle-aged man stiffened his body as he growled, "What do you mean, who said you would definitely win."

A silver light shoots out from Tang Mo's side of the deck, pointing at the middle-aged man's brow.

The young woman clenched her fingers as she pulled a gun out of her backpack, "So that's you? Come on then."

The middle-aged man suddenly didn't dare to move, the joy of winning at cards just now dissipated all of a sudden. He looked timidly at Tang Mo, who ignored him and stared straight at the man in black across from him. The latter even had the leisure to keep looking at him, and their gazes met in the air without speaking, but seemed to be communicating something silently.

The middle-aged man represented the Queen's card this time.

Tang Mo suppressed the whole team by force five minutes ago, forcing the two men to choose the queen card. After the Black Tower shuffled the deck, Tang Mo became the Slave, Zhao Wenbin was the Knight, and the middle-aged man became the Queen. The middle-aged man was afraid that if his opponent played a slave card, his cards would be eliminated. No matter what cards are played, as long as the opponent doesn't play the King's card, the two cards won't cancel each other out, and the Dueling Ground effect will be triggered.

He very much wanted to say since you're so powerful, go fight in the dueling arena, why do you want us to get killed.

But he didn't dare to say this to Tang Mo at all, and he was even forced to join Zhao Wenbin and stand in the Queen's Grid. The only thing he was thankful for was that the one who appeared on the opposite side was not that terrifying looking man in black, but a young woman.

"A woman, it's just a woman ......," the middle-aged man reassured himself, walking onto the dueling field.

The young woman had taken out her hand|gun long ago, and the middle-aged man had been on guard. However this time she didn't do a sneak attack with the gun like the female high school student. She raised the gun with her right hand, level with her line of sight, and raised her left hand, with her index and middle fingers separated. She held her hand in front of her face, the index and middle fingers of her left hand forming an angle that revealed her right eye.

The middle-aged man eyed her warily.

Tang Mo also locked her brows as she watched the woman's movements.

The next second, she was heard to softly pronounce, "Checkmate."

"Bang--"

A bullet suddenly came out of the muzzle.

Although the middle-aged man was a reservist, his physical fitness had improved. He reacted extremely quickly and dodged to the side, dodging the bullet. He took out his pocket knife and roared angrily as he rushed towards the woman. However, for a short moment, the middle-aged man did not see that the bullet that had already flown out turned a corner in the air and shot through his head from behind.

It shot through the back of his head and out the center of his brow, splattering blood.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and to his death, he couldn't understand where this bullet came from when the woman clearly didn't fire a second shot. His huge body slammed to the ground with a rumble, blood flowing out from the bullet hole in his eyebrow, quickly flowing all over the ground.

Pinocchio grinned cheekily, unable to hide the look in his eyes as he watched.

A huge black hole appeared under the middle-aged man's corpse, and in a few seconds, the corpse was sucked in.

This was the first of the eight players to die definitively. Zhao Wenbin took a step backwards, seemingly stunned by the death of his companion.

It's psychic powers.

Tang Mo watched the scene with calm eyes as the young woman turned to go back to her group.

Pinocchio was so happy to see such a funny scene. Humming an off-key song, he bounced his way to the center of the two teams.

After the duel, the queens slide back to Tang Mo's side. Tang Mo's team had three cards and was down to two players.

"It's a knight sign." Tang Mo looked away from the man in black.

Hearing this, the man in black raised his head to look at him and asked back calmly, "Why?"

"From the moment I deliberately uttered the phrase 'play the queen card in the next game', you were a little shaken. Before that, you had the advantage, and as long as you removed our Knight card and played the Slave card afterward, it was impossible to lose." Tang Mo spoke expressionlessly, "Playing the Minister's card and the Knight's card is the same, your choices are the King's card, the Slave's card, and the other cards. No matter which one you choose, I only have a one-third chance of not being restrained by your cards."

It's not us, it's me.

This game, up to now, is just a game between Tang Mo and this man in black.

The man in black looked at him fixedly, "The only thing I didn't expect was that you took control of the right to play cards so quickly. If I had known that you would be able to see the importance of the right to play cards within one round and grab it decisively, I would have played the trump card in this round."

If Tang Mo hadn't strongly suppressed their two teammates, then this game, according to their analysis, they would have played queens. First of all, they would not have played the slave card anyway. Even if Tang Mo had said that, they would not have played the slave card. So all the man in black had to do was to play the trump card, and he would be able to rest on his laurels and restrain his opponents. At least a draw.

But by saying that, Tang Mo would have made his two teammates worry about whether they would be restrained from playing the King's Trump card, and would not dare to play the King's Trump card easily. Without this Tang Mo, there is an 80% chance that these two guys will choose the Knight card.

Tang Mo only has one vote, and he can't convince his teammates to decide what to play.

However he took away the right to play the card by force.

The man in black smiled slightly, "Why a knight's card, not a minister's card."

The man in black doesn't play the king of nations or the slave card, but he does have both the ministerial and the knight card to choose from. So why the Knight card.

Tang Mo looked at him for a long time without answering. His hand was in his pocket, pressing on the Huo Ji egg. He tapped it gently twice, but on the third time, he stopped his hand. He looked up and away from the man in black, his tone calm, but listening closely, there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his voice. "You thought we'd play the knight card. If you play the Minister card, it will trigger the Dueling Arena effect, and inevitably one of you will be forced into the Tower Attack game. If you play the Knight card, both cards are nullified at the same time, but no dueling arena effect will be triggered, and no one will be pulled into the dangerous Tower Attack game."

After a pause, Tang Mo said, "It's also considered that we've known each other for so long, although I don't know why you're in that capacity, but ...... Mr. Fu, you don't seem like a cold-blooded person. In a situation where both options are available, you are not so hardcore as to force a person into a tower attack game."

Fu Wenduo laughed, "But you could also choose to play the Knight card so that the man doesn't attack the tower game either."

"Considering that he is alone, this is indeed the best, no one will attack the tower game." Tang Mo said faintly, "But there are three of us in total. One more Knight card short and I'll be pushed to the brink, and I can't afford to make a single wrong step. He is one person, we are two." Tang Mo pointed at Zhao Wenbin beside him.

Zhao Wenbin was mentioned by Tang Mo and looked at him a bit flattered.

Tang Mo didn't even look at him, kept looking at Fu Wenduo across the room : "And even if it's just me, Mr. Fu, I'm not that great, between him and me, I'll choose the way that makes it easier for me to live."

Fu Wenduo gave a laugh.

Pinocchio looked at the two of them and rubbed his nose, "Oh my, so you two humans actually know each other. Are you friends? If you're friends, then it's the most fun you can have. Pinocchio's honest card game is most welcome to friends to play, every friend who has played this game, will get the most beautiful fruit of friendship, it is said that the relationship will be better yo."

Tang Mo suddenly lifts his step up and walks into the blank area.

"Mr. Fu, it's time to start exercising the privilege of the 'Queen's Card' and ask you questions."

A brilliant light shimmers from the golden star in Pinocchio's hand, which connects one end of the light to Tang Mo, and the other to Fu Wenduo's face. It stops at the hands of both of them, Tang Mo grasps the light, Fu Wenduo slowly smiles, walks forward, grasps the light, and walks step by step in front of Tang Mo.

"Ding Dong! Triggering the 'Go Home and Kneel' effect, the Queen card has the right to ask a question only once in the entire game. Tip: The content of the question may not be related to the card, and the questioned may only answer yes or no. Lying is a game failure."

As she approached, Tang Mo realized that this man was actually slightly taller than herself.

He tilted his head and looked at the other man with a calm expression, asking word for word, "Mr. Fu, do you think the king's gold coins are more important than Mo Mo?"

Fu Wenduo looked at Tang Mo in silence, and after a long time, he asked, "This Mo Mo, which Mo Mo is it?"

Tang Mo then remembered that half a month ago he had been renamed by the law of karma and had been Mo Mo for three days. he coughed, "Huo Ji egg."

When Fu Wenduo asked the question just now, he did not mean to molest, he asked the question very seriously. When Tang Mo confirmed the question, he didn't answer at first either, but instead fell into deep thought. The reason why he asked for clarification was because once he was judged by the Black Tower as lying, he would fail the game.

Tang Mo understands that when Fu Wenduo asked this question, the scales in his heart were already swinging from side to side.

King's Gold, a chance to forfeit a game of Black Tower.

Mo Mo, the game archiver, stores one hour of game progress and is used once every seven days.

If Tang Mo fails in this honest card game and is forced to clear the second level of the Black Tower, no one can know if he will survive. Perhaps once he dies, Mo Mo will no longer be usable, and Fu Wenduo will be missing such a rare archivist prop.

So Tang Mo asks him, which do you think is more important, the King's gold or Mo Mo.

He had to be clear about Fu Wenduo's attitude, which was crucial to his next strategy.

Fu Wenduo thought for a long time and was slow to answer. Tang Mo waited patiently for his answer.

Three minutes later, Fu Wenduo gave that answer, "No."

The king's gold is more important than Mo Mo?

It's not.

One is a one-time waiver opportunity and one is a permanently available archiver.

The latter is more important than the other.

Tang Mo was slightly relieved when she got the answer.

At that moment, Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out with a hint of imperceptible laughter, "But Tang Mo, Mo Mo Mo is more important, it doesn't mean that I will give up this King's gold coin for Mo Mo."

Tang Mo looks up at him.

Fu Wenduo looked calm and spoke out a fact: "I won this game, gained the king's gold, and you were pulled into the tower attack game. But you will not die. If it really comes to that time ......," he hooked his lips, "Tang Mo, you will use it."

Tang Mo's eyes narrowed.

He knows!

He knows I own a king's gold coin!