Chapter 274: Dense Forest Borderland

Liu Jiayi and Tang Er in the jungle watch as Spades carries off Bai Liu in a fluid motion: "？？？？"

What's the situation?

Tang Er hit and Liu Jiayi jumped out without a word, the two of them locking eyes and quickly skidding in the direction of Spades' disappearance.

The jungle's dense broad-leafed vegetation and lush short bushes made it quite difficult for those behind to pursue, and combined with Spades' outrageous movement speed, he quickly distanced himself from those pursuing him.

But Bai Liu, the looted "corpse", was not in the least bit alarmed, as he lounged idly on Spades' shoulder with his jaws tugged back and forth, no expression on his face whatsoever.

Bai Liu was wondering when Spades would realize he wasn't a corpse.

Soon Spades had a keen eye for a humble jungle canvas tent hut hidden under a lot of vegetation.

This hut has camouflaged canes drooping on the top of its head, and there are quite a few body parts piled up around it, which are only covered with sand and earth and then left unattended, and next to it there are some forts half-stacked with sandbags and cement, which seem to be the temporary strongholds for the soldiers who are responsible for clearing the battlefield to take a rest in this jungle.

Spades took the newly discovered stronghold for himself with aplomb, opening the door of the hut with the "corpse" on his shoulder and his knee.

The hut consisted of one or two steel-framed beds placed close together, and some empty shells of landmines and grenades thrown in the corner, probably found while rummaging through the bodies and brought back with them.

Some tattered uniforms stained with blood, two aluminum mouthwash cups hanging on the wall, under the bed there are two exposed half-open medical boxes, originally placed in the antibiotic drugs of the empty compartment, it can be seen that the owner of the house to leave in a hurry, it should be to take the drugs to save people.

Search and Rescue minions are sometimes responsible for treating simple traumatic injuries.

Spades casually tossed aside the headless hulk of a corpse he was holding under his arm, and was about to toss this one over his shoulder.

Bai Liu finally spoke up, "So the famous Spades, are they winning the game by robbing the bodies of their teammates?"

Spades was about to shake the body off, and hesitated twice before grabbing the body by the waist and lifting Bai Liu flat on the bed, getting close enough to look at Bai Liu's face, which was smeared with mud.

Because he couldn't see well, Spades also rubbed his palm twice, using a lot of force, distorting Bai Liu's features a bit, before revealing Bai Liu's originally white face under the mud.

The two men are a little closer together at this point, and Spades gazes intently at Bai Liu, trying to recognize who he is, as if he's going to stick it to him in the next second.

Bai Liu leans back and pulls away, staggering his eyes to the dirty laundry in the corner of the room.

"Oh." Spades, oblivious, blurted out, "It's you, Bai Liu from the last game."

Then the man nodded seriously, "Well, I sometimes rob my teammates to win games."

Spades confessed to his crime in front of Bai Liu without any shame and asked Bai Liu: "Isn't that okay?"

Bai Liu: "......"

I don't know why, but for a moment there was some subtle pity for this guy's teammates.

Sheta also plays the game completely out of order, sometimes even backstabbing his teammate's camp with a sincere face ......

This has held up well and has remained unchanged.

Bai Liu purses his lips for a moment, his eyes sinking as he turns his head to level his gaze at Spades, but a small, subtle smile comes to his face.

Only the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, Bai Liu's voice was cold to the core, "I don't really like people who go after their teammates."

Bai Liu backhanded a soul bill from his glove with two fingers, and on the soul bill was Tang Er hit's face, he instantly activated Tang Er hit's personal skill in the system panel, and with a raised hand, he drew a gun from his back waist, and saw that it was about to be loaded with a magazine.

Spades was quick to hold Bai Liu's gun back to his belt, and he instinctively wanted to whip out his whip to face Bai Liu, but when he thought of the accusations that the Adversary God had painfully made against him earlier, and the likelihood that he would face the penalty of losing the game three times, Spades couldn't help but hesitate.

In this moment of hesitation, Bai Liu pressed down with his wrist, spun around and pulled the gun out of Spades' hand, clicked the magazine with a smooth click, and shot Spades in the heart.

Spades avoids it with a fluid side-step.

The bullet hit the tent with a bang, leaking out a beam of faint light falling on Bai Liu's dark eyes, which were cold and calm, not even a few degrees of temperature under the light, as if containing endless negative emotions.

Spades could not help but be struck dumb for a moment; he felt as if the man ...... were angry.

This anger was more intimidating than any emotion Spades had ever seen a player produce, and he subconsciously tried to pull away from Bai Liu.

But Bai Liu didn't give him a chance to back down, and after realizing that Spades wouldn't be able to attack him easily, he sunk down to his waist, and in the process hooked his legs around Spades' waist to circle him and pull him over.

Meanwhile the gun was aimed at Spades' heart from behind by Bai Liu in an embracing position the moment Spades pulled over and fell into Bai Liu's arms.

Spades pressed forward to avoid the shot from behind and pinned Bai Liu to the bed while pulling Bai Liu away with his backhand and jamming his hands to grab the gun.

Bai Liu is pinned down by Spades, breathing heavily, and Spades clamps Bai Liu's hands to the bedpan, towering over him and asking in disbelief, "Why do you have to aim for my heart?"

"Is it because I took your heart in the last round of the game?" Spades is confused, "But I gave it back to you, it was the monster's heart I took."

"I just think that if you must dig out your own heart destruction." Bai Liu looks up at him and replies with a smile, "Why don't you let me do the digging myself."

"--After all, I've been wanting to cut out your heart for a long time."

With those words, Bai Liu, like a magician flinging a poker, caught another brand new soul bill from his glove, which featured the face of a member of the guild - his skill being a short, razor-sharp knife.

The pistol that Spades had taken disappeared, and in its place appeared a short knife in Bai Liu's hand, who, kneeling on the bed, stood erect, and sheathed the knife, forcing back Spades, who was on top of him.

But even if Spades retreated, Bai Liu's sword did not weaken, but stabbed Spades' heart with a layer of harsh and cold light.

Spades subconsciously drew his whip to block the blow.

Bai Liu's smile grew shallower on his face, "I thought you'd stay out of the whip."

"Where's your whip?" Spades notices that Bai Liu has never produced a weapon of his own, much like he has.

Bai Liu lifted his eyelids, downplayed: "In the last game was ruined by you ah."

With that, Bai Liu stomped on the four supporting feet of the steel frame and used the force to roll over and down, the knife slashing hard against the bundle of whips that Spades had erected in front of him to block.

The hilt of the knife stabbed with a blinding fire, and it looked like it would not penetrate, but Bai Liu did not reduce his force, instead he turned the knife and slashed again, hard enough to warp the tip of the knife between the whip and the whip.

Spades gave Bai Liu a nonchalant glance as he tightened the muscles in his small arms and rolled the whip inward, coiling the blade that Bai Liu had inserted into it into pieces and wrapping it around him.

--This side is the suppression of a top skill weapon against a lower skill weapon, and the otherwise hard blade is soft as a sliver of clay under the action of Spades' whip.

Bai Liu did not retract his blade, but continued to reach in along the rolled-in blade, holding Tang Er hit's Soul Coin between two fingers of his left hand, and once again loaded Tang Er hit's system interface, replacing the skill weapon.

It's true that this normal member's skill weapon is not enough to fight Spades, but Bai Liu didn't expect to use it against Spades in the first place.

The knife is only used to open the way, what really makes a difference is Tang Er's ability to hit the skill weapon that can hold up to Spades' whip - the gun.

Bai Liu looks down.

The blade had been completely rolled into the gap between the whips, its form abruptly changing to an impenetrable rose revolver, and the rolled-in blade violently transformed into a muzzle, bracing a pathway within the stranglehold of the whips and aiming it straight at Spades' heart.

Bai Liu's dark eyes watched Spades as he pulled the trigger without a moment's hesitation.

"--Bang!"

The bullet shoots into Spades' chest and out his back, pulling a dry line of blood to hit the ground, where the bloodstained, empty casing hits the ground and bounces crisply twice.

Spades was carried back half a step by the massive impact of the bullet, a kind of unresponsive blankness still on his face as blood gushed from his chest.

Bai Liu doesn't stop, he pushes Spades to the ground with no emotion on his face, half crouches next to Spades, and then raises his gun with his hand down and fires several more shots into Spades' heart.

"Why don't you fight back?" Bai Liu inquired calmly as he looked at Spades, who was down in a pool of blood, "Just rip out my heart like you did in your last game."

"Aren't you good at this?"

Spades looks sideways at Bai Liu, his hair submerged in blood, his voice still steady, "-because attacking you again will be punished."

"Are you mad because of this?" Spades asked.

Bai Liu's face flushed with emotion for a very rare moment.

But before Spades can determine exactly where that sentiment falls into the category, it's tucked away by Bai Liu's unobtrusive presence.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and looked at the blood gurgling out of Spades' chest like a small fountain, Bai Liu opened his fingers and put his hand on the incision in front of Spades' heart, the blood flowed out from the cracks of his slender white fingers.

Warm and cold, slightly viscous, like the liquid texture of strong acid and fuel oil mixed together.

"I thought your blood was cold too." Bai Liu turned his head to look at Spades, "I didn't realize it was still a little warm."

Bai Liu's bloodstained fingertips slid all the way up Spades' heart, eventually brushing away his forehead hair, and for a moment he was lost in thought as he gazed into Spades' eyes.

Spades' eyes are also black, different from Bai Liu's blackness, his blackness is like a glass bead placed in a pitch-black house where no light can be seen, and when you look at it from an unintended angle, it will reflect a very light silvery-blue glow, as if the bead hides another person's eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes, why do you cover them up?" Bai Liu asks abruptly in this weird scene.

And Spades, lying on the ground, cooperated with him, answering his question, "I don't feel the need to show my eyes to outsiders."

He paused and added his own answer in conjunction with Bai Liu's question, "-and no one but you has ever commented that it's a beautiful pair of eyes."

"Yes?" Bai Liu stroked Spades' eyes and leaned down to press against him intimately, "I really like your eyes, they're silver-blue."

Bai Liu said this in a soft tone, his eyes losing focus, as if he had already forgiven Spades' faults, falling into his eyes.

But the next moment Spades' breath caught in his throat, Bai Liu turned his gun into a knife and cut open Spades' chest, plunging his five fingers together through the incision and squeezing the bloody heart.

Spades thought out loud - that's right, this guy seems to be very much an eye for an eye type.

So what he did to Bai Liu, Bai Liu will do to him.

It wouldn't be so bad if Bai Liu could wipe the slate clean and stop being angry with him after he cut out his heart ......

Bai Liu gradually tightens his grip on Spades' heart, he looks down at Spades and suddenly closes his eyes and possesses himself while tightening his grip.

Spades' pupils clenched like never before.

His heart was pinched in an instant, Bai Liu's warm lips and teeth pressed against his cold lips, it was an extremely peculiar feeling, as if his heart had exploded because he couldn't stand Bai Liu's sudden kiss.

Bai Liu kissed him and murmured, "I hate you, you have to remember that I hate you."

Blood pours out of Spades' body in great quantities, and he wraps his arms around Bai Liu, who has curled up in his arms right after the kiss, in a daze, and for a moment Spades feels that it is not he who is suffering from a broken heart, but Bai Liu.

"Are you still mad?" Spades asked.

Bai Liu didn't answer and shrank a little more into Spades' arms, the gun in his hand was not withdrawn, it was still pressed against Spades' heart, feeling that at any moment he could give Spades two more shots because of his displeasure.

So Spades confusedly, awkwardly tapped Bai Liu on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I won't do that next time."

Bai Liu It was quiet for a long time before he finally lowered his gun.