I'm a god in the infinite game

Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda in the jungle watched Spade take Bai Liu away in a smooth manner: "????"

what's the situation? !

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

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

But Bai Liu, the "corpse" who was looted, didn't panic at all. He dragged his chin leisurely, and lay on Spade's shoulder, with no expression on his face.

Bai Liu wanted to know, when will Spades realize that he is not a corpse?

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

There are camouflage canes hanging on the top of this hut, and there are many corpses piled up around it. The corpses are only covered with sand and there are some fortresses half-stacked with sandbags and cement. This is a temporary base for the soldiers who cleared the battlefield to rest in this jungle.

Spades grandiosely took the stronghold he had just discovered as his own. He hugged the "corpse" on his shoulders and pushed open the door of the hut with his knees.

The hut only had one or two steel-framed beds placed very close together. Some landmines and empty grenade shells thrown in the corner may have been found while searching for the corpses, and they were taken back casually.

Some tattered uniforms stained with blood, two aluminum mouthwash cups hung on the wall, and two half-opened medical boxes were exposed under the bed. The master left in a hurry, probably carrying medicine to save someone.

Search and rescue minions are also sometimes responsible for dealing with simple trauma.

Spades casually tossed the headless body part under his arm aside, just as he was about to throw it on his shoulder.

Bai Liu finally spoke: "So the famous spade won the game by snatching the corpse of his teammate?"

Spades paused when he was about to shake off the corpse, but he hesitated for a few moments before grabbing the corpse's waist and lifting Bai Liuping up on the bed, taking a closer look at Bai Liu's face smeared under the mud.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Spade even wiped it twice with his palm, with a lot of force, it distorted Bai Liu's facial features, only to reveal Bai Liu's originally fair face under the mud.

The two of them were a little close at this moment, and Spades stared intently at Bai Liu, trying to carefully identify who he was, as if he was going to post it in the next second.

Bai Liu leaned back to distance herself, and looked away at the dirty clothes in the corner of the room.

"Oh." Spades didn't notice it at all, and suddenly said, "It's you, Bai Liu from the last round of the game."

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

Spade confessed her crime in front of Bai Liu without shame, and asked Bai Liu: "Is this not allowed?"

Bai Liu: "..."

I don't know why, but for a while, I feel a little pity for this guy's teammates.

When Xieta played the game, he did not follow the rules and regulations at all, and sometimes even stabbed him in the teammate camp with a sincere face...

This remains good and has not changed.

Bai Liu pursed her lips, her eyes sank, she turned her head to look at Spade at the same level, but there was a slight smile on her face.

It's just that the smile didn't reach his eyes, Bai Liu's voice was extremely cold: "I don't like people who attack teammates."

Bai Liu took out a soul banknote from his glove with two fingers, and Tang Erda's face appeared on the soul banknote. He instantly activated the personal skills in Tang Erda's system panel, raised his hand and pulled it out from his waist. A gun, about to be loaded.

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

But at this moment of hesitation, Bai Liu pressed down on his wrist, and pulled out the gun from Spade's hand with a twist, clicked it into the magazine smoothly, and aimed a shot at Spade's heart.

Spades dodged sideways fluently.

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

Spade couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he felt that this person seemed... angry.

This kind of anger was more deterrent than the emotion produced by any player Spade had ever met, and he subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Bai Liu.

But Bai Liu didn't give him a retreat. After realizing that Spade would not attack him easily, his waist sank, and he hooked his legs around Spade's waist to encircle him and pull him over.

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

Spade bowed forward to avoid the shot from behind, and pressed Bai Liu on the bed, and at the same time pulled Bai Liu away with his backhand, jammed his hands, and snatched the gun.

Bai Liu was pressed down by Spade, and her breath was short of breath. Spade clamped Bai Liu's hands and pressed them on the bed, condescendingly, and asked in puzzlement: "Why do you have to aim at my heart?"

"Is it because I took your heart away in the last round of the game?" 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, "It's better for me to dig it out myself."

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

After finishing speaking, Bai Liu was like a magician throwing poker, and caught a brand new soul note from his glove. On the note was the face of a member of the guild—his skill was a sharp short knife.

The pistol taken away by Spade disappeared, and instead appeared in Bai Liu's hand was a short knife. He knelt on the bed, stood up straight, swung the knife out of its sheath, and forced back Spade who was pressing on him.

But even if Spade retreated, the saber in Bai Liu's hand did not weaken, but pierced Spade's heart with a sharp cold light.

Spade subconsciously pulled out his whip to block the blow.

The smile on Bai Liu's face became lighter: "I thought you would never give out the whip."

"Where's your whip?" Spade noticed that Bai Liu had never released his own weapon, just like him.

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

As he said that, Bai Liu stepped on the four supporting legs of the steel frame to use his strength to turn over and press down, and the knife slashed fiercely on the bundle of whips that Spades erected in front of him to block.

The handle of the knife pierced and drew a dazzling flame, which seemed impossible to penetrate, but Bai Liu did not reduce his force, instead he turned the knife and slashed again, forcefully creating a gap between the whip and the whip with the tip of the knife .

Spade glanced at Bai Liu lukewarmly, he tightened his forearm muscles, rolled the whip inward, and wrapped the knife blade that Bai Liu had inserted into a piece.

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

Bai Liu didn't take back the knife, but continued to stretch along the rolled blade, clamping Tang Erda's soul coin with two fingers of his left hand, 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 against spades, but Bai Liu didn't expect to use this to fight against spades.

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

Bai Liu's eyes moved down.

The blade has been completely drawn into the gap between the whips, and its shape has changed suddenly, turning into an indestructible rose revolver, and the drawn blade has suddenly changed into the muzzle of a gun. Opened a passage, aiming directly at Spade's heart.

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

"--boom!"

The bullet shot into Spade's chest, and then passed out from his back, pulling out a crisp line of blood and hitting the ground, and the blood-stained empty shell hit the ground, bouncing twice crisply.

Spade was taken half a step back by the huge impact of the bullet, his face was still dazed, and blood gushed out from his chest.

Bai Liu didn't stop, he pushed Spade to the ground without any emotion on his face, squatted halfway beside Spade, then raised his gun with his hand down, and shot Spade's heart several times.

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

"Aren't you good at this?"

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

"Are you angry about this?" Spades asked.

There was a very rare moment of emotion on Bai Liu's face.

But before Spade was sure which kind of emotion this emotion belonged to, it was subtly suppressed by Bai Liu.

Bai Liu looked down at the blood bubbling from the heart of spades gushing out like a small fountain. Bai Liu spread his five fingers and put his hand on the wound in front of the heart of spades. The blood flowed out from the gaps in his slender and white fingers.

Warm and cold, slightly viscous, like a liquid texture mixed with strong acid and fuel oil.

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

Bai Liu's bloody fingertips slid all the way up Spade's heart, and finally stroked his forehead hair. He stared into Spade's eyes, lost for a moment.

Spade's eyes are also black, different from Bailiu's pure blackness, his blackness is like a glass bead placed in a dark house, from some casual angles, it will reflect a kind of light A silver-blue glow, as if another person's eyes were hidden in the bead.

"You have a pair of beautiful eyes, why are you covering them up?" Bai Liu asked abruptly in this weird scene.

Spades lying on the ground also cooperated with him and answered his question: "I don't think it is necessary to show my eyes to outsiders."

He paused, and added his own answer based on Bai Liu's question: "—except for you, no one has commented on these beautiful eyes."

"Really?" Bai Liu stroked Spade's eyes, leaned down to cling to him intimately, "I like your eyes very much, they are silver-blue."

Bai Liu's tone of voice was very soft, his eyes lost focus, as if the fault of spades that had been forgiven fell into his eyes.

But in the next second, Spade's breathing became short, Bai Liu turned a gun into a knife, cut Spade's chest open, inserted five fingers together through the wound, and pinched the bloody heart.

Spade thought in a daze—that's right, this person seems to be a very tit-for-tat type.

So whatever he did to Bai Liu, Bai Liu will also do to him.

If after Bai Liu dug out his heart, he could write it off and never be angry with him again, that's not impossible...

Bai Liu gradually tightened his hand holding Spade's heart, he looked down at Spade, and suddenly closed his eyes, and at the same time tightened his hand.

Spade's pupils constricted like never before.

His heart was crushed in an instant, and Bai Liu's warm lips pressed against his cold lips. It was an extremely strange feeling, as if his heart burst open because he couldn't stand Bai Liu's sudden kiss. generally.

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

A large amount of blood flowed from Spade's body, and he hugged Bai Liu, who had curled up in his arms after the kiss, in a daze. For a moment, Spade felt that it was Bai Liu, not him, who had a heart injury and felt uncomfortable.

"Are you still angry?" Spades asked.

Bai Liu didn't answer, and shrank a little into Spade's arms. The gun in his hand was still pressed against Spade's heart, feeling like he could give Spade two more shots at any time because he was upset.

So Spade patted Bai Liu's shoulder awkwardly in confusion, and said, "I'm sorry, I won't do this next time."

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