In the jungle, Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda watched as the spades walked and took away the white willow."

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Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi jumped out without saying a word. They looked at each other and quickly slid in the direction where the spades disappeared.

The dense wide-leaf plants and lush bushes made it difficult for the people behind to chase. Coupled with the outrageous movement speed of the spades, he quickly pulled away from the chasers behind.

But the looted "corpse" Bai Liusi did not panic. He dragged his jaw leisurely, lying on the shoulders of spades, without any expression on his face.

Bai Liu just wanted to know when the spades would realize that he is not a corpse

Soon Spades keenly saw a simple jungle canvas tent hut hidden in many plants.

There are camouflage rattans hanging over the head of this hut, and there are a lot of corpses piled around. The corpses are only covered with sand and then they are out of control. There are also some forts half-stacked with sandbags and cement. The little soldiers who cleaned the battlefield rested in this jungle as a temporary stronghold.

Spades grandly took this stronghold he had just discovered, and he held the "corpse" on his shoulders and opened the door of the hut with his knees.

The hut only had one or two steel-framed beds placed very close together. The empty shells of landmines and grenades that were thrown in the corners were probably discovered when searching for the corpse and took them back.

Some tattered uniforms stained with blood, two aluminum mouthwash cups hung on the wall, and two half-opened medical boxes exposed under the bed. The cell that originally contained antibiotics was empty, and the room was visible. The owner went in a hurry, he should have taken medicine to save people.

Sometimes the search and rescue soldiers are also responsible for dealing with some simple injuries.

Spades casually threw aside the corpse that had no head under his arm, just as he was about to throw this on his shoulder.

Bai Liu finally spoke, "It turns out that the famous spades win the game by stealing the corpses of their teammates?"

Spades had planned to throw away the corpse for a while, but he hesitated for two times before catching the waist of the corpse and lifting Bai Liuping up on the bed, looking closely at Bai Liu's face smeared under the mud.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Spades wiped the palm of his hand twice, with a lot of effort, rubbing all the features of Bai Liu into a twist, only to reveal the original white face under the mud of Bai Liu.

The two were a little closer at this time, and Spades stared at Bai Willow intently, trying to discern who he was, as if it would be posted in the next second.

Bai Liu leaned back and pulled away, staggered his eyes, and looked at the dirty clothes in the corner of the room.

"Oh." The Spades didn't notice anything, and said suddenly, "It's you, the white willow of the last game."

Then the man nodded seriously, "Well, I sometimes grab things from my teammates to win the game."

Spades confessed their crimes in front of Bai Liu without shame, and asked Bai Liu "Is it OK?"

White Willow ""

I don't know why, for a while, there was some subtle pity for this guy's teammate.

When Xieta played the game, he did not follow the rules and regulations at all. Sometimes he even stabbed his teammates with a sincere face.

This has been maintained well and has not changed.

Bai Liu pursed his lips, his eyes sank, and turned his head to look up at the spades, but there was a slight smile on his face.

It's just that this smile hasn't reached the bottom of his eyes, Bai Liu's voice is extremely cold, "I don't like people who attack teammates."

Bai Liu used his **** to pinch a soul banknote from his glove backhand. The soul banknote was really Tang Erda's face. He instantly activated Tang Erda's personal skills in the system panel, and raised his hand and pulled it out of his waist. A gun is about to be loaded into the magazine.

Spades quickly slid Bai Liu's gun back into his belt. He instinctively wanted to draw out his whip against Bai Liu, but when he thought of the painful accusations against him before and the possibility of losing the game three times, Spades couldn't help but hesitate. For a moment.

But it was this moment of hesitation, Bai Liu pressed down on his wrist, turned and pulled out the gun from the spade's hand, and snapped it on the magazine with a smooth click, and shot it at the heart of the spade.

The spades ducked sideways fluently.

The bullet hit the tent with a bang, leaking a gleam of light falling on Bai Liu's dark eyes. The eyes were cold and calm, and there was not much temperature under the light, as if it was filled with endless negative emotions.

Spades couldn't help but froze for a moment, and he felt that the man seemed to be angry.

This anger brought him stronger deterrence than the emotions of any player that Spades had ever met. He subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Bai Liu.

But Bai Liu didn't give him a way out. After realizing that Spades would not attack him easily, his waist sank, and he hooked the waist of Spades with his legs to circle him and pulled him over.

At the same time, the moment when the muzzle of Spades pulled over and fell into Bai Liu's arms, Bai Liu aimed at the heart of Spades from behind in a hug gesture.

Spades leaned forward to avoid the shot coming from behind, and pressed Bai Liu to the bed, and at the same time backhand pulled Bai Liu to jam his hands and snatched the gun.

Bai Liu was pressed by the spades, breathing quickly, the spades clamped Bai Liu's hands and pressed them on the bed, condescendingly, and asked "why do you have to aim at my heart?"

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

"I just think that if you must dig out your own heart to destroy." Bai Liu raised his eyes to look at him, smiled and replied, "It is better to let me dig it myself."

"After all, I want to dig out your heart, and I have been thinking about it for a long time."

After he finished speaking, Bai Liu was like a magician throwing poker. From his gloves, he clamped a brand new soul banknote. On the banknote was the face of a member of the guild. His skill was a sharp knife.

The one that was snatched by the spades disappeared. Instead, a short knife appeared in Bai Liu's hand. He knelt on the bed with his knees, stood upright, swung the knife out of its sheath, and pushed back the spades that were pressing on him.

But even if the spades retreated, the power of the sword in Bai Liu's hand had not weakened, but a sharp cold light pierced the heart of Spades.

The spades subconsciously drew the whip to block this.

The smile on Bai Liu's face became lighter and weaker, "I thought you would never get a whip."

"What about your whip?" Spades noticed that Bai Liu had never used his weapon, just like him.

Bai Liu lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "You ruined the last game."

As he said, Bai Liu stepped on the four supporting feet of the steel frame and turned to press down, and the knife slashed fiercely on the bunch of whips that had been blocked by the spades.

The knife hilt pierced out a dazzling fire, and it seemed impossible to penetrate, but Bai Liu did not reduce his strength. Instead, he turned the knife and chopped again. He used the tip of the knife to make a crack between the whip and the whip. .

Spades gave Bai Liu a lukewarm look. He tightened his forearm muscles, rolled the whip inward, and rolled the blade into which Bai Liu was inserted into a piece.

Here is the suppression of low-level skill weapons by top skill weapons. Under the action of the whip of spades, the original hard blade is as soft as mud.

Bai Liu did not retract the knife, but continued to stretch it along the body of the knife that was involved. Two fingers of his left hand clamped Tang Erda's soul coin, loaded Tang Erda's system interface again, and replaced the skill weapon.

The skill weapon of this ordinary member is indeed not enough to fight the spades, but Bai Liu didn't expect to use this to fight the spades.

This knife was only used to open the way. What really worked was Tang Er's skill weapon gun that could hold the whip of spades.

Bai Liu's gaze shifted downward.

The blade has been completely drawn into the gap between the whips, and its shape has suddenly changed, turning into an impenetrable rose revolver, and the blade that was rolled in has suddenly changed into a muzzle, within the strangulation of the whip. He opened a path and aimed straight at the heart of the spades.

Bai Liu's dark eyes fixed on the spades, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom"

The bullet shot into Spades's chest, then pierced out of his back, and pulled out a crisp blood line to hit the ground. The blood-stained empty shell hit the ground and bounced twice crisply.

The spades were taken half a step back by the huge impact of the bullet, there was still a dazed expression on his face, and blood poured out from his chest.

Bai Liu didn't close his hand, he pushed the spades to the ground without any emotion on his face, squatted down beside the spades, then lowered his hand and raised the gun, and fired several more shots at the heart of the spades.

"Why don't you fight back?" Bai Liu asked calmly, looking at the spades lying in a pool of blood, "just like you did in the last game, take my heart out."

"Aren't you very good at this?"

Spades turned their heads to look at Bai Liu, her hair immersed in the blood, her voice still steady "Because you will be punished if you attack again."

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

The emotion on Bai Liu's face appeared very rarely for a moment.

But before Spades could determine what kind of emotion this sentiment belonged to, they were restrained by the white willow without revealing it.

Bai Liu cast his eyes down and watched the small fountain of blood gurgling out of the heart of Spades. Bai Liu spread his fingers and put his hand on the wound in front of the heart of Spades, blood flowing from the gaps in his thin, white fingers.

It is warm and cold, slightly viscous, like a liquid texture of strong acid and fuel.

"I thought your blood was cold." Bai Liu turned his head to look at the spades, "I didn't expect it to be warm."

Bai Liu's blood-stained fingertips slid all the way up the heart of Spades, and finally stroked his forehead. He stared into Spades' eyes for a moment, lost consciousness.

Spades' eyes are also black, which is different from Bai Liu's invisible pure black. His black is like a glass bead placed in a dark, invisible house. From some casual angles, it will reflect a very shallow The silver-blue glow of the bead is as if another person’s eyes are hidden in a bead.

"You have very beautiful eyes, why are you covering them?" Bai Liu asked abruptly in this strange scene.

The spades lying on the ground also cooperated with him, answering his question "I don't think there is any need to show my eyes to outsiders."

He paused, and combined Bai Liu's question to add his own answer, "Except you, no one has ever commented that this is a pair of beautiful eyes."

"Is it?" Bai Liu stroked Spades' eyes and leaned down to touch him intimately. "I like your eyes very much. They are silver-blue."

Bai Liu said this in a very soft tone, and his eyes lost focus, as if the forgiven Spades' fault had fallen into his eyes.

But in the next second, Spades' breathing swiftly, Bai Liu turned his spear into a knife, cut off Spade's chest, put his five fingers together through the wound, and pinched the **** heart.

The spades thought so dreamily. This man seemed to be a tit-for-tat type.

So what he did to Bai Liu, Bai Liu also did to him.

If Bai Liu digs out his heart, he will be able to write off his anger and stop angering him, it’s not impossible.

Bai Liu gradually tightened his hand holding the heart of the spades. He looked down at the spades, then suddenly closed his eyes and took possession of him, and at the same time tightened his hands.

The pupils of the spades shrank like never before.

His heart was squeezed in an instant, and Bai Liu’s warm lips pressed against his cold lips. It was an extremely peculiar feeling, as if his heart exploded because he couldn’t stand Bai Liu’s sudden kiss. general.

Bai Liu kissed him and muttered to himself, "I hate you, you have to remember, I hate you."

A lot of blood flowed from Spade's body, and he was embracing the White Willow, who curled up into his arms after kissing. For a while, Spades felt the heart hurt and felt uncomfortable not him, but White Willow.

"Are you still angry?" Spades asked.

Bai Liu didn't answer, and shrank a little more into Spades' arms. The gun in his hand didn't retract, and it was against Spade's heart, feeling that he could shoot Spades twice anytime because of his upset.

So the Spades patted Bai Liu on the shoulder awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I won't be like this next time."

Bai Liu stayed quiet for a long time, and finally put down his gun. , Please keep in mind:, free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft