Liu Jiayi and Tang Er in the jungle watched Heitao carry Bai Liu away smoothly: "???"

What's happening?!

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

The dense broad-leaved plants and lush low shrubs in the jungle made it quite difficult for the people behind to chase him. Coupled with Spade's incredible movement speed, he quickly distanced himself from the people chasing him.

But the looted "corpse" Bai Liusi was not panicked at all. He leisurely dragged his chin and lay on Hei Tao's shoulder, with no expression on his face.

Bai Liu wanted to know, when would Hei Tao realize that he was not a corpse?

Soon, Spade keenly saw a simple jungle canvas tent hut hidden under many plants.

There was a fake rattan hanging on the top of the hut, and there were a lot of corpses piled up around it. The corpses were simply covered with sand and then left alone. Next to it were some half-stacked forts made of sandbags and cement. It was obvious that these were temporary bases for the soldiers responsible for cleaning up the battlefield to rest in this jungle.

Spade openly took over the stronghold he had just discovered. He held the "corpse" on his shoulders and pushed open the door of the hut with his knees.

The hut only had one or two steel-frame beds placed close together, and some mines and empty grenade shells thrown in the corners. They might have been found while searching for corpses and taken away.

There were some tattered uniforms stained with blood, two aluminum mouthwash cups hanging on the wall, and two half-open medical kits under the bed. The compartment that originally contained antibiotics was empty. It could be seen that the owner of the house left in a hurry, probably taking the medicine to save someone.

Rescue soldiers are sometimes also responsible for treating some simple injuries.

Spade casually threw the headless corpse he had under his arm to one side and was about to throw the one on his shoulder.

Bai Liu finally spoke up: "So the famous Spade wins the game by stealing the corpses of his teammates?"

Hei Tao paused as he was about to throw the corpse away. After hesitating for two seconds, he grabbed the corpse's waist and lifted Bai Liu flat on the bed. He then moved closer to examine Bai Liu's face which was covered in mud.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Hei Tao rubbed it twice with his palm, using quite a bit of force, which distorted Bai Liu's facial features, revealing Bai Liu's originally fair face under the mud.

The two people were getting quite close at this time. Hei Tao stared at Bai Liu intently, trying to carefully identify who he was, and it seemed that he was about to get close to him in the next second.

Bai Liu leaned back to create some distance, averted his eyes and looked at the dirty clothes in the corner of the room.

"Oh." Heitao was completely clueless and suddenly said, "It's you, Bai Liu from the last round."

Then the man nodded seriously: "Yeah, sometimes I steal my teammates' stuff to win the game."

Heitao shamelessly admitted his crime in front of Bai Liu and asked Bai Liu, "Is this not okay?"

Bai Liu: “…”

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

When Sheta played the game, he didn't follow the rules at all. Sometimes he would even turn against his teammates and stab them with a knife...

This has remained good and has not changed.

Bai Liu pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, she turned her head to look at Hei Tao straight in the eye, a slight smile on her face.

But the smile did not reach his eyes, Bai Liu's voice was extremely cold: "I don't like people who attack their teammates."

Bai Liu took out a soul coin with two fingers from his glove. On the soul coin was Tang Erda's face. He instantly activated Tang Erda's personal skills in the system panel, raised his hand and pulled out a gun from his waist, and was about to load the magazine.

Spade quickly put Bai Liu's gun back on his belt. He instinctively wanted to whip out the whip and fight Bai Liu, but when he thought of Ni Shen's previous painful accusations against him and the possibility of facing the punishment of losing the game three times, Spade couldn't help but hesitate.

At this moment of hesitation, Bai Liu pressed down his wrist, twisted and pulled the gun out of Hei Tao's hand, loaded the magazine with a smooth click, and shot Hei Tao in the heart.

Spade dodged fluently.

The bullet hit the tent with a bang, and a faint light leaked out and fell on Bai Liu's dark eyes. The eyes were cold and calm, without any warmth under the light, as if they were filled with endless negative emotions.

Hei Tao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He felt that this person seemed... angry.

This kind of anger was more intimidating to Spade than any other emotion he had ever encountered from any player, and he subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Bai Liu.

But Bai Liu did not give him a way out. After realizing that Hei Tao would not attack him easily, he lowered his waist, hooked his legs around Hei Tao's waist, and pulled him over.

At the same time, the moment Hei Tao pulled the gun over and fell into Bai Liu's arms, Bai Liu aimed the gun at Hei Tao's heart from behind in a hugging posture.

Hei Tao leaned forward to avoid the gunshot from behind, and pressed Bai Liu down on the bed. At the same time, he pulled Bai Liu away to grab his hands and took the gun away.

Bai Liu was pinned down by Hei Tao, breathing rapidly. Hei Tao clamped Bai Liu's hands and pressed them against the bed. Looking down from above, he asked in confusion, "Why do you have to aim at my heart?"

"Is it because I stole your heart in the last round?" Spade was confused. "But I gave it back to you. What I took away was the monster's heart."

"I just think that if you must dig out your own heart and destroy it." Bai Liu looked up at him and replied with a smile, "Why not let me dig it out myself?"

"——After all, I have wanted to dig out your heart for a long time."

After he finished speaking, Bai Liu took out a brand new soul coin from his gloves like a magician throwing poker. On the coin was the face of a guild member - his skill was a sharp dagger.

The pistol snatched by Hei Tao disappeared, and was replaced by a dagger in Bai Liu's hand. He knelt on the bed, straightened his back, swung the knife out of its sheath, and forced back Hei Tao who was pressing on him.

But even if Hei Tao retreated, the knife in Bai Liu's hand did not weaken, but flashed a sharp cold light and pierced Hei Tao's heart.

Spade subconsciously pulled out the whip to block the attack.

The smile on Bai Liu's face faded: "I thought you would never use the whip."

"Where's your whip?" Hei Tao noticed that Bai Liu had never taken out his weapon, just like him.

Bai Liu opened his eyelids and said casually: "You ruined the last game."

As he spoke, Bai Liu stepped on the four supporting legs of the steel frame to leverage his strength to flip over and press down, then slashed fiercely with his knife at the bundle of whips that Heitao was standing in front of him to block.

The handle of the knife drew a dazzling flame, and it seemed that it could not penetrate the whip. However, Bai Liu did not reduce his strength. Instead, he turned the knife and chopped again, and used the tip of the knife to create a gap between the whips.

Hei Tao glanced at Bai Liu indifferently, then he tightened his forearm muscles and rolled the whip inward, actually rolling up the blade that Bai Liu had inserted into it into a piece and wrapping it inside.

——Here is the suppression of low-level skill weapons by top-level skill weapons. The originally hard blade becomes as soft as mud under the whip of Spade.

Bai Liu did not retract the knife, but continued to reach inward along the blade that was rolled in. He pinched Tang Erda's soul coin with two fingers of his left hand, loaded Tang Erda's system interface again, and changed his skill weapon.

This ordinary member's skill weapon is indeed not enough to fight against Spades, but Bai Liu did not expect to use it to fight against Spades.

This knife is only used to clear the way. What really works is Tang Erda's skill weapon that can withstand the spade whip - the gun.

Bai Liu's gaze moved downward.

The blade had been completely sucked into the gap between the whips, and its shape suddenly changed, turning into an indestructible rose revolver. The sucked-in blade suddenly turned into the muzzle of a gun, opening a path in the whip's stranglehold and aiming directly at Spade's heart.

Bai Liu's dark eyes stared at Hei Tao, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"--Bang!"

The bullet penetrated Hei Tao's chest and exited from his back, leaving a sharp trail of blood before hitting the ground. The bloodstained empty bullet shell smashed onto the ground, bouncing crisply twice.

Spade was forced back half a step by the huge impact of the bullet, with a look of confusion on his face, and blood gushing out from his chest.

Bai Liu did not stop. He pushed Hei Tao to the ground with no emotion on his face, half-knelt beside Hei Tao, then raised his gun with his hand down and fired several more shots at Hei Tao's heart.

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

"Aren't you good at this?"

Hei Tao turned his head to look at Bai Liu, his hair soaked in blood, and his voice was still steady: "—Because if you attack again you will be punished."

"Are you mad about this?" Spade asked.

A rare expression of emotion flashed across Bai Liu's face for a moment.

But before Hei Tao could determine what category this emotion belonged to, Bai Liu suppressed it without revealing a single word.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and watched the blood gushing out of Hei Tao's heart like a small fountain. Bai Liu spread out his five fingers and placed his hand on the wound in front of Hei Tao's heart. Blood flowed out from the gaps between his slender white fingers.

Warm yet cool, slightly viscous, with a liquid texture like a mixture of strong acid and fuel.

"I thought your blood was cold too." Bai Liu turned to look at Hei Tao, "I didn't expect it to have a bit of temperature."

Bai Liu's bloody fingertips slid along Hei Tao's heart all the way up, and finally brushed away his hair. He stared into Hei Tao's eyes and was absent-minded for a moment.

Hei Tao's eyes were also black, but different from Bai Liu's pure black that could not be seen in the light. His black was like a glass bead placed in a dark room. When viewed from some casual angles, it would refract a very light silver-blue glow, as if the bead contained another person's eyes.

"You have a pair of beautiful eyes, why do you cover them?" Bai Liu asked abruptly in this strange scene.

Spade, who was lying on the ground, also cooperated with him and answered his question: "I don't think it's necessary to show my eyes to outsiders."

He paused, and supplemented his answer based on Bai Liu's question: "--Except for you, no one has ever commented that these are a pair of beautiful eyes."

"Really?" Bai Liu stroked Heitao's eyes and leaned down to get close to him. "I really like your eyes. They are silver-blue."

Bai Liu spoke this in a soft tone, his eyes unfocused, as if the mistakes of Hei Tao that he had already forgiven were sunken in his eyes.

But the next second Hei Tao's breathing became rapid. Bai Liu turned the gun into a knife, cut open Hei Tao's chest, inserted his five fingers into the wound, and pinched the bloody heart.

Spade thought absentmindedly - so that's it, this person seems to be the type who would fight back.

So whatever he did to Bai Liu, Bai Liu would do to him.

If Bai Liu could dig out his heart and then write off all her anger with him, then that would not be impossible...

Bai Liu gradually tightened his grip on Hei Tao's heart-stained hand. He lowered his eyes to look at Hei Tao, then suddenly closed his eyes and tightened his hand at the same time.

Kuroo's pupils contracted more than ever.

His heart was crushed in an instant. Bai Liu's warm lips pressed against his cold lips. It was an extremely strange feeling, as if his heart exploded because he could not bear Bai Liu's sudden kiss.

Bai Liu kissed him and murmured, "I hate you. You must remember that I hate you."

Blood flowed profusely from Hei Tao's body. He confusedly hugged Bai Liu, who curled up in his arms after the kiss. For a moment, Hei Tao felt that the one who was hurt and uncomfortable was not him, but Bai Liu.

"Are you still angry?" Spade asked.

Bai Liu did not answer, but shrank a little closer into Hei Tao's arms. He did not take back the gun in his hand, but kept it against Hei Tao's chest, as if he could shoot Hei Tao twice more at any time if he was unhappy.

So Heitao was confused and clumsily patted Bai Liu's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I won't do this again next time."

Bai Liu was silent for a long time, and finally he put down his gun.