Damn, that murderous Mr. B!

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo have revealed their names in the real life copies of the Great Huo Ji. Tang Mo's name is not very important, he is not famous in Nanjing, and the Black Tower has not announced his name to the world. Even when he passes the first level of the Black Tower on Hard Mode, his name is announced as "Mo Mo", and only the most powerful players in the world can hear it.

But Fu Wenduo's name is different.

The first to open the tower attack game, pulling all the Chinese players into the water; the first to pass the first floor of the black tower, the second floor of the black tower, in the hearts of players around the world to brush the sense of existence. And he is also a stowaway.

Tang Mo asked himself, if he didn't have Huo Ji's egg and was familiar with Fu Wenduo in advance, he would have looked at him through colored glasses when he first met Fu Wenduo. Therefore, when he agreed to reveal the names of the two of them, he revealed Tang Mo's name first, and then made sure that Xiao Jitong and the three of them were okay, before revealing Fu Wenduo's name.

Like Xiao Jitong said, the Big Huo Ji game may seem like it can be survived by killing your teammates, but they both realize that the game won't pass when you're really down to the last person, and that killing your teammates is definitely not the way to win the game. No one knows why they can't win this way, but Tang Mo and Xiao Jitong's cautious nature means they won't take any chances. They won't give up on any of their teammates unless they have to, let alone kill them themselves.

That's why Xiao Jitong used banana wine so decisively to save the short-haired girls. That's one of the reasons.

When they found out Tang Mo's name and didn't go around saying anything, but pretended they didn't hear anything, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo knew that, with a 50-50 chance, these three so-called NJ Raiders players could be trusted. At least they wouldn't tell their names to anyone. Later on, when they realized that Ningning was a stowaway, the likelihood increased to 60%. And that's how we got to the point of revealing his name.

With Xiao Jitong leading the way, the five of them walked together towards the base of the Nanking Raiders.

While walking, Xiao Jitong laughed, "The situation in Nanjing may be a bit different from outside, although I haven't left Nanjing since Earth came online, I can roughly guess that the city outside hasn't established too much order. At any stage, only when the ruling class has a strong and unstoppable power can a rule-based social order be established."

Tang Mo was keen to hear something else in Xiao Jitong's words, "Nanking has such a powerful force?"

Xiao Jitong nodded, "Yes, in fact, it doesn't have to be too powerful, as long as it can make some people with dissenting views not dare to move. This isn't any confidential information, you guys don't know for now because your time in Nanking is too short, when you stay for a few more days you know the specifics of Nanking." Saying it out is not a big deal, Xiao Jitong did not hesitate and directly spoke, "Have you guys ever wondered before why Xiao Qiao has so many props?"

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo glanced down at the little blonde boy, who raised his chin triumphantly.

Xiao Jitong recognized Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, and the boy was no longer hostile or suspicious of them. Seeing Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo looking towards him, he confidently said, "The strength of each member of our Nanjing Raider Team may not be as high as you personally, but our props, WEAPONS, are definitely more than you, much, much more." Saying that, the little boy stretched out his arms and compared the biggest circle possible.

Xiao Jitong said, "We do have a lot of props, and there are more at the base. Most of these props are not what we got from clearing the Black Tower game." As the words fell out of his mouth, Xiao Jitong sold his story.

Tang Mo carefully pondered the meaning of his words, he vaguely captured a bit of the truth before he could be sure of it, when he heard a deep voice ringing beside himself, "Your props were given to you by someone else?"

Xiao Jitong : "Nice. We got props from players all over NJ."

Tang Mo raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Xiao Jitong explained, "As I told you guys before, there are powerful reservists in Nanking who have established an organization that tells players all the information they know about the copies, the methods of raiding the copies, and also serves as a deterrent so that players don't dare to randomly kill people in Nanking City. This organization is not directly related to our Nanking Raiders group, it's called the Nanking group."

Xiao Jitong smiles and explains the situation in Nanjing to Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo.

Soon after Earth came online Tang Mo learned that there are now three major players in the world: full players, reservists, and stowaways. Formal players and stowaways were bound to have psychic abilities, and reservists could obtain psychic abilities after clearing the first floor of the Black Tower, gaining the status of a formal player. But that doesn't mean that reservists can't have psychic abilities.

Chen Shanshan is a prepper, but she has powerful psychic abilities that even the psychic books marvel at. So does this prepper in NJ.

Xiao Jitong said, "His powers are very powerful, and in terms of force value, Ningning is no match for him at all. However, there are advantages and disadvantages, the captain of the Nanjing group only possesses a terrifying force, and once he encounters a Black Tower monster that restricts his force, or whose force is stronger than his, he can't do anything about it when raiding the replica. He's not very good at playing the game."

Xiao Jitong is practically sticking the phrase "this guy's all limbs and no brain" on the doorstep of NJ's most powerful preppers.

Hearing his words, Xiao Qiao snickered. Ningning's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "If Team Chai hears you telling people he's stupid again, I won't stop you."

Xiao Jitong acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Without changing his face, he continued, "To sum up, the Nanking group is indeed powerful, but they need an organization that provides more information about the Black Tower, advises them, and tells them how to raid the game according to the Black Tower's preferences. That's us, the Nanking Raiders Group."

Tang Mo roughly guessed the truth: "Your organization belongs to a mercenary relationship with them, you raid extremely dangerous games, such as the Great Huo Ji Game, to reduce the danger to NJ players. At the same time, you sell information about the games you raid to the NJ group, so that they can know more about the Black Tower games." After a pause, Tang Mo said, "The currency that ...... traffics in is props?"

"Right."

Now Tang Mo totally gets it.

Why did they know as soon as they entered Xiao Jitong, the big Huo Ji copy, that it was very dangerous. It was because the copy was too dangerous and more than a hundred people had died that they entered it and raided the copy. The little boy had prepared a whole bunch of props early in the morning, in order to pass the copy. The Nanking Raider Group seemed to be in a good position to get props from others, but every gain they made corresponded to unavoidable danger.

They make their living at the point of a knife.

Tang Mo learns from Xiao Jitong that NJO does not release information to players for free. Just like paying taxes, every month, players have to pay a certain amount of props to NJO as "protection money". The more information you actively obtain, the more props you have to pay. Ordinary copy of the entrance location of such information and do not pay props, can be obtained free of charge, only some important information to pay the protection fee.

The NJ group gets props from thousands of players and the NJ Raiders get props from the NJ group.

The five of them walked further and further, leaving Nanjing's busiest downtown area step by step. The huge black tower hovered above the bronze statue of Dr. Sun Yat-sen at Xinjiekou, and it weighed heavily on the earth. The five turned their backs on it and gradually walked to a less populated area. In the distance Tang Mo saw a large food-processing factory, and he identified the large golden letters outside.

At that moment, Xiao Jitong smiled slightly, "Here it is."

Black Tower, second floor, White show Princess's little forest.

Two short and thin middle-aged men ran forward with all their might. They peeled away all the branches and thorns in front of them, and the sharp and thin tree needles cut a tiny slit on the back of their hands and bodies, but they were as if they hadn't noticed, and with wide eyes, they kept running forward.

When they ran under a giant cedar tree, Wang Yinggui stopped first. He propped one hand on the thick cedar tree trunk, constantly panting roughly: "No, can't ...... Lao Niao, I can't run anymore. I just can t run even if I die, you ...... you run, I won t run, I absolutely won t run."

Hearing this, Lao Niao directly sat down on his butt. His face was red from running, and his dry lips were flushed with white skin. He leaned against the tree trunk and also said, ''I, I won't run either. Lao Ying, you go and run, you go ...... and let him kill me well, I just die, I will not run even if I die."

Once the can was broken, the two men didn't care and just sat down under a tree to rest.

But they were still scared after all. After resting for three minutes, Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao looked at each other, and both of them quickly found a hidden bush, and drilled into it with their heads. The dense foliage blocked the two of them, and they held their breath, carefully observing their surroundings.

A cool wind blew through the forest, rattling the leaves of the trees. A round sun slowly rose in the sky, dispersing the darkness of the night and revealing the brightness of the morning. After waiting for half an hour without any sound, Wang Yinggui's heart felt a sense of gratitude. He couldn t help but ask himself, "Is he ...... he gone?"

Lao Niao also trembled, "We're just two unimportant little people, did he, did he go to do the tower attack game and stop thinking about chasing us?"

The two men looked at each other, and the more they thought about it, the more likely they felt it was.

Wang Yinggui swallowed, "No matter what, we are all teammates and humans, even though he is a stowaway, clearing the second floor of the Black Tower is more important than killing us. He is definitely gone, for sure ......"

"Hee hee, I'm not a stowaway, yo."

Wang Yinggui nodded his head, "He really doesn't look like a stowaway either, and he's so powerful, does ...... his voice come to an abrupt halt." Wang Yinggui felt that all the blood in his body condensed, and he stiffly lifted his head to look at the top of his head. Lao Niao's face also turned white in this moment, he raised his head and looked upwards.

On the trunk of a huge cedar tree, a tall, thin, white-faced young man was sitting on the branch, looking at them with a smile on his face. No one knew how long he had been sitting there, and when he saw the Wang Yinggui duo looking at him, the doll-faced young man tilted his head, propped his face up with his hand, and smiled cheekily, "I'm a full-fledged player oh."

Next moment.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Two screams rang out as Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao dashed out of the bushes as fast as they could and continued to run forward.

But Bai Ruoyao's speed was faster than theirs. A silver ray of light passed through the air like a delicate butterfly, the slender silver butterfly knife cut through Wang Yinggui's left cheek, and then cut into Lao Niao's right ear. With Bai Ruoyao's seemingly gentle stroke, a thin bloody gash appeared on Wang Yinggui's and Lao Niao's faces. It was a bit funny, as if someone had stood Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao side by side and drawn a straight line from left to right.

The next time he turned around, Bai Ruoyao stomped on the chest of these two players, kicking both of them straight out and sending them flying to the ground.

Wang Yinggui was so scared that he couldn't even speak, as a big man, he felt like tears were coming out of his eyes. He turned his head to take a look, and good lord, Lao Niao was already crying his ass off, "Brother, big brother! We were wrong, we shouldn't have backstabbed you, please spare us. We'll give you all our props, all of them, please spare our lives."

Wang Yinggui hurriedly followed his companion's example and begged for mercy on his knees, "Big brother, please spare our lives."

Bai Ruoyao finger movement, beautiful butterfly knife disappeared in his fingertips. Looking at these two black tower layer players shivering and begging for mercy, his lips hooked up, a face of aggrieved: "But, you guys are really hurt my heart ah ......" said, put his hand to the chest, make a Xizi cupped heart shape, "I I just entered the game, I am not familiar with the place, I want to work well with my teammates, work together. You guys, you've been counting on me, how sad I am. I obviously treat you guys so well, we have no grievances, but you guys want to count on me ......"

Wang Yinggui The corner of his mouth twitched, "It's all our fault, our fault, big brother, please ......"

You've been good to us, Mr. B. You've been good to us? We've got nothing against each other?

Wang Yinggui was so angry that his head was smoking.

When he and his companions teamed up to enter the tower attack game on the second floor of the Black Tower, as soon as they opened their eyes, they saw two unfamiliar players. One of them had already died at the hands of the Black Tower monsters earlier, and the other player was this baby-faced youth who kept smiling strangely. Almost at first glance, Wang Yinggui thought that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. Then, after this person spoke in that guttural voice, Wang Yinggui completely understood: "Damn, that murderous Mr. B!"

Mr. A and Mr. B are the players not the Black Tower monsters, the glasses man has long told all the players. Wang Yinggui Hates it, as soon as he entered the game, he was caught by Mr. B. He was also thrown into the monster cage and kicked by a big rat as a ball for three days and three nights!

And Mr. A and Mr. B also grabbed all the rewards that belonged to their players. This means that Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao got kicked by the rats for three days and nights for free, and didn't get a dime when they got out of the copy.

Although Mr. B covered his face with a mask, Wang Yinggui could never forget his cheeky grin.

That's you, Mr. B, the pervert!

At the beginning of the game, Bai Ruoyao looked at the two players with a smile on his face. He was curious as to why these two had suddenly developed such a strong hatred for him, but he didn't think to ask for an explanation, instead he watched them with relish and let it unfold. In the end, it developed into him chasing and killing these two people.

Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak, and could only beg Mr. B not to kill them. After all, in the circus replica, Mr. B didn't kill them, he just threw them into the monster cage and kicked them as balls. Maybe Mr. B wouldn't kill them this time either?

"It's rare to see players as naive as you guys, huh? Hee hee hee hee, thinking that maybe I won't kill you guys?"

Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao stiffened.

"What is it that gives you this hope? ...... Well ...... where did I give you this illusion, and from when did I make you hate me so much? Ah, is it because I am too handsome?" Bai Ruoyao said very seriously.

Wang Yinggui two people how dare to refute. Cold sweat broke out on their heads, and suddenly, a cold knife was pressed against Wang Yinggui's throat. Wang Yinggui's eyes stared straight, he looked at Mr. B with fear, his legs trembling. At that moment, he heard Mr. B's voice ask icily, "Say, who did you mistake me for?"

Wang Yinggui froze.

Next, Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao told everything they knew. Realizing that this person was not really Mr. B, they scolded Mr. B severely, hoping that the doll-faced young man would spare their lives. After Bai Ruoyao heard that someone was actually imitating himself, not only his smile, but also the tone of his voice and a few of his common catchphrases, Bai Ruoyao froze for a moment, then laughed cheekily.

Wang Yinggui gave him a detailed description of Mr. B's height and build, and if they didn't really know what Mr. B looked like, they would have been eager to draw Mr. B's face and hold it in front of Bai Ruoyao.

By the time they had finished speaking, Bai Ruoyao was doubled over in laughter. He put away his Butterfly Knife with a snap, and Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao thought that he had spared them, so they all breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Bai Ruoyao turned his head and said, "Gathering copies? What's the name of that Zhao guy and where is he from?"

"Shanghai! It's a copy of the Shanghai rally!"

Bai Ruoyao touched his lips, "Well ...... what's his name?"

Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao were completely stumped. They hadn't deliberately remembered the names of Mr. A and Mr. B, and since the Black Tower had only broadcast it so many times, they couldn't tell who was Mr. A and who was Mr. B yet. But they knew that none of them had the surname Zhao, and that one of them, "Fu Wenduo! It's Fu Wenduo! One of them is Fu Wenduo!"

Bai Ruoyao narrowed his eyes, "He doesn't look like Fu Wenduo. what's his name?"

Lao Niao : "He, he doesn't seem to be surnamed Zhao, he seems to be surnamed Tang. What was his name, we really can't remember ......."

Bai Ruoyao smiled faintly and swept these two people, frightening them to fall to their knees again. Sharp as a knife, murderous intent hovered on their faces as Bai Ruoyao watched them steadily for an unknown period of time before he turned to leave. The sound of laughter was like a nightmare, haunting Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao's brains, making it difficult for them to breathe.

They seemed to hear someone laughing in the forest and saying "So it's not Zhao Zhao, it's Tangtang". Hearing nothing, Wang Yinggui and Lao Niao sat paralyzed on the ground, already covered in sweat.

"Finally ...... survived ......"

Nanjing, Raider Group Base.

It's a food processing plant that occupies an extremely large area. Tang Mo walks past the packaging area of the factory and sees from afar a mountain of boxes piled up on the ground. These boxes were full of names he had heard before, and they were famous food brands. Tang Mo lightly scanned the map of the factory and followed Xiao Jitong and Fu Wenduo into the factory.

The huge factory was empty without a single person.

The five of them reached the innermost and largest of the factory buildings before Tang Mo heard the sound of someone talking. After a banging sound, a short young girl rolled down the stairs of the factory. Not caring whether her body hurt or not, she scurried up in a flash and pulled Xiao Qiao and said: "Are you hurt, let me see. Ah, I'm hurt, what a big wound!" She said, her heart ached.

Xiao Qiao muttered impatiently, "I'm not hurt", but her body honestly let the little girl pull her to look at her.

After looking around for a while, the little girl realized that Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were standing aside, and she looked at them curiously.

Tang Mo said, "Tang Mo."

The little girl nodded and looked at Fu Wenduo again.

Fu Wenduo's voice was calm, "Fu Wenduo."

The little girl's eyes opened to their maximum in a split second: "Fu, Fu, Fu ...... Fu Wenduo?!!!" As the words fell, she twisted her head in shock to look at her own captain.

Xiao Jitong smiled and said, "Well, it's the Fu Wenduo you're thinking of."

Tang Mo realized for the first time how famous this teammate of his was in China.

On the road, Xiao Jitong introduced that there are seven members in the Nanjing Raiders team. In addition to him, Ningning and Xiao Qiao, there is another one in charge of logistics (this is the young girl) called Xiao Wei. the other three members are always out to clear the copy games, and have less time to return to the base.

Fu Wen Sound is not a member of the NJ Raiders group.

If the NJG was the most powerful organization in Nanking, then the Nanking Raiders were a sharp blade hired by the NJG. They were the vanguard army, walking ahead of the Nanking Group, finding clues and avoiding risks for them.

"The Raiders are the most dangerous. There are very few players who are young and strong, Fu Wen Sheng is one, and Xiao Qiao is another. They are of similar age, Fu Wen Sheng is just three years older than Xiao Qiao, and he and Xiao Qiao have a good relationship, so we kind of know each other." Xiao Jitong explains, "The Raiders are too dangerous, so we don't usually accept kids as young as Fu Wen Sheng. Of course, he wouldn't be happy to come either."

If you can go to the NJ group, of course you won't come to the Raiders group. Even if the average strength of the Raider group is much higher than the NJ group, the risk of death is much higher than the NJ group.

Tang Mo: "What about Xiao Qiao?" Xiao Qiao is even smaller than Fu Wen.

Xiao Jitong smiled, "Xiao Qiao was an accident. His powers are important and very useful. And with his last family in our Raider group, he wanted to stay with Xiao Wei."

When it comes to other people's private matters, Tang Mo doesn't ask any more questions.

On the other hand, Xiao Qiao was still not convinced that Fu Wenduo was really Fu Wen Sheng's brother. Xiao Qiao was very smart, but he was still very naive when it came to interpersonal communication. He said, "Fu Wen Sheng keeps saying that he doesn't know Fu Wenduo, that's what he told me. How can it be his brother? Is he lying to me?"

Fu Wen claims to be hiding his relationship with Fu Wenduo, and everyone understands what's going on when they think about it. Xiao Wei patiently explains to Xiao Qiao, while Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo slowly walk away.

Xiao Jitong said they would contact Fu Wen and ask him to come over. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo walked to an unoccupied factory building, and the two of them looked at each other as they pulled tiny chicken nests out of their pockets. Tang Mo drove the car to check the effect of the prop.

[Props: My Chicken Coop]

[Owner: Tang Mo]

[Quality: excellent]

[Level: III]

[Attack power: none]

[Function: A space storage device that can hold three inanimate objects.]

[Restrictions: No props may be stored.]

[Remarks: I planted an egg in the chicken coop in the spring, so I can harvest a flock of eggs in the fall!