Chapter 327
The Reverse God scowled, " Bai Liu is in the game pool, do you want to go over to him?"
Spades looked at the Reverse God, "What do you want me to do with Bai Liu?"
The Reverse God hemmed and hawed, " Bai Liu had auctioned off the game pool and wanted to ask if he could let us use some of it, not for free of course, our side was willing to pay the rent."
"Don't you think that we have a good relationship with Bai Liu, can you talk about it?" The God of Reverse was a good sport.
Spades slowly straightened his back, nodded approvingly, stood up and said without expression, "I'll take you to ask then."
Liao Ke the onlooker: "......"
Spades, what a great way to fool around.
Outside the game pool, the Reverse God looked at the sign outside [Do not enter unless you are a member of the circus], scratched his head and took a tentative step inside.
The alarm bell immediately went off.
Bai Liu strolls calmly from the pool, followed by Tang Erda who is packing his gun.
It took a while before Mu Sicheng, with a bruised nose, Muke, with a bloody mouth, and Liu Jiayi, who looked better but had a clear contusion on his face, managed to crawl out of the pool on their hands and knees.
Mu Sicheng slumped to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, cursing in disbelief: "Bai Liu, you bastard, son of turtle! it was just training, but you're too hard and cruel to start!"
Muke sat upright with his sword, panting heavily, his lips trembling, unable to speak.
Liu Jiayi, who was in a slightly better position, also fell to the ground in a big pose as soon as he logged out and took a deep breath, choking and coughing before saying, "Bai Liu, I really thought you were going to kill us for the team."
"Not really." Bai Liu smiled, "I just think you can't even stand this level. It's better to die in my hands than to die in the league."
Mu Sicheng was furious and pointed at Bai Liu like a tattletale to Liu Jiayi, "I said in the game that Bai Liu might want to kill us, and look, he admitted it!"
"Where are you going to find a better crew when we're dead!"
Bai Liu looks up at the entrance to the play pool.
Mu Sicheng subconsciously follows Bai Liu's gaze to where the awkward Reverse God and Spades, who is staring at Bai Liu, are standing at the entrance to the game pool.
"What's the killer sequence doing here?" Mu Sicheng stood up alertly and stepped in front of Bai Liu, "Hey, we rented the play pool for the day, can't you see the words "No Stray Circus Members Allowed"?"
Bai Liu took a step forward and looked at the Reverse God, "What can I do for you?"
The Reverse God scratched his face and looked away rather embarrassed, "It's a bit shameful to say, but Bai Liu, can we borrow the game pool your team rents?"
"Of course it's not free!" Seeing the wandering circus people looking over with unkind eyes, the Reverse God hurriedly waved his hand, "We pay, make a price!"
Bai Liu pondered for a moment, "Yes."
Mu Sicheng raised his voice in shock: "Bai Liu!"
Bai Liu smiled and looked at the Reverse God, "But it's not just money, I need something else too."
The Reverse God was alerted, "What?"
Bai Liu smiles: "Some information I've been using recently."
With a start, the Reverse God asked rhetorically, seemingly with understanding, "Of the Mad Lamb and Russell Cemetery, is it?"
"Yes." Bai Liu smiled a friendly smile, "Mr. Reverse God, you are one of the few tacticians I know who has fought both guilds and won both, so I'm sure you must have some key experience to share with me."
The Reverse God looked at Bai Liu for a moment with obscure dark eyes, he rubbed his chin and then smiled brightly, "Of course! Tacticians are supposed to help each other out!"
Then the Reverse God took Bai Liu by the shoulders and pushed him aside, smiling, "But that's a long story, so how about I come over here and talk to you alone while you let my players game pool?"
Bai Liu swept a glance at the Reverse God and turned to talk to Tang Erda, "Let them in, train yourselves first, I'll talk to the Reverse God."
Tang Erda nods and pulls Mu Sicheng, who reluctantly and frantically looks up towards Bai Liu, inside.
Originally, people in the killer sequence also had to train in the game pool, but Bo Jiamu and Bo Yi tried their best, but they couldn't do anything with the spades that were standing still and wouldn't move.
Spades looks at Bai Liu, who is talking to the gods in the corner, and Bai Jiamu and Bai Yi, who are panting from exhaustion as they carry him in on their legs.
Bai Yi was furious: " Spades, didn't you hear the Reverse God telling us to go in and train!"
Spades paused, "I don't want to go in and train."
Bai Jiamu asked rhetorically, "We're here to train!"
Spades said, "I didn't come here for the training."
Bai Yi wondered, "So what are you here for?"
Spades is silent again.
He had come for Bai Liu, but Bai Liu was clearly ignoring him, not looking at him or talking to him from the beginning to the end.
Liao Ke shouted helplessly and amusingly, "Reverse god, Spades is guarding the door and won't go in to train."
The Reverse God turned his head to see Spades staring straight at Bai Liu and held his forehead in pain before looking curtly at Bai Liu and bowing his hands, "President Bai, please do something, ask Spades to go in and train, he doesn't listen to me much, only you."
Bai Liu looked at Spades from a distance, his face light: "He's not my main attacker, doesn't it seem unreasonable to the Reverse God for me to ask for orders?"
The Reverse God laughed amusingly: "There should be a lot of unreasonable things in you President Bai, using unreasonable as an excuse ...... President Bai is so mindful of Spades that you are afraid to even say a word to him? "
Bai Liu was quiet for a moment, but finally opened his mouth, " Spades, go in and train."
Spades was silent for a moment, oh, and turned to go into the gaming pool lobby.
His hand clutched the whip tightly and he struck his knee with a fling as if he were beating himself.
Relieved that Spades was finally willing to go in, the Reverse God bowed with folded hands to thank Bai Liu: "Thank you, President Bai."
Bai Liu slanted his eyes, "You are welcome, and I hope that Mr. Reverse God will give me information that will satisfy me."
The Reverse God straightened up, the smile on his face faded, " Russell The intelligence of the cemetery, your guild's intelligence master gathered basically complete information material, more I do not have."
"As for how I defeated them, that would be a secret of my skills, which is not something I can tell you."
"But my opinion is that for Russell Cemetery, a team that changes players on a permanent basis." The Reverse God leaned against the wall and sighed, "Intelligence doesn't do much, against them you have to get on the field and see it again, it's a pain."
"But I do have some information to tell you about the Frenzied Lamb."
The Reverse God looked to Bai Liu: "This team I personally feel is more dangerous than the Russell Cemetery."
Bai Liu said, "I know you killed their tactician in the challenge."
The Reverse God was quiet for a moment, "It didn't kill, that tactician had an exemption and now the Tactician of the Frenzied Lamb is still him."
Bai Liu looked to the Reverse God, "I've heard you're known as a moderate, never hurting anyone, let alone killing, so why did you do it on that occasion?"
The Reverse God paused, his eyes looking longingly towards the entrance of the empty game pool, "There are two people on this team with damaging skills."
"One is their tactician, named Kong Yangxu, whose skill is [Silence and Silence], which freezes all the players' panels on the field after use, including their own."
"After the system panel freezes, skills, systems, stockpiles of props, all of them can't be used, and the advantages accumulated by the Grand Guild are gone in a flash."
"It's times like this whenever there's an immune member of the team with an injury." The Reverse God leaned his head back against the wall and exhaled with dazed eyes, "It's just a nightmare."
"They will pounce on this player regardless, seeking to kill each other, because they know that if this player is dead, he is really dead."
"For a guild like the Deer Hunters, which has a heavy group spirit, this approach will break us down."
"With the panel frozen, I, the tactician, couldn't even click on the panel to abstain, so I had to watch them slaughter the players and grit my teeth to finish the game because the only way to end the game was to pass the game."
The Reverse God said calmly, "In the end, I killed the opponent's tactician, terminating his skills and winning the game."
Bai Liu asks, "What's another lethal skill?"
The Reverse God recalled, "It's called [the paparazzi]."
"This skill is the most dangerous skill." The Reverse God turned his head sideways, "This skill is not a skill to be used on the field, it's a skill to be used off the field."
"This skill catches the reality coordinates of the person you are most closely in contact with."
"Once they get the coordinates, they will attack the person who is at that coordinate in reality, and they will also inform you so that you can rush over there and you will witness the scene where that person is attacked."
When the Reverse God said this, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else, but in the end nothing came out.
Bai Liu raised his eyes to the Reverse God who had suddenly fallen silent, "I don't like to hear people reveal their own wounds."
"But if you desperately need someone to listen to your story at this time, I can listen to you pour out your misery for free without charging you a listening fee."
Bai Liu's face didn't change: "I'm a tight-lipped guy, so no one will ever know from me that the famous First Tactician has such a sad past."
The Reverse God couldn't hold back his laughter, "Then shouldn't I still be thanking you?"
Bai Liu nodded, "You're welcome."
The Reverse God burst out laughing, "You're really funny."
He was quiet for a few more moments before he suddenly spoke, "The coordinates of the frenzied lamb catch are where my lover works."
"She was a kindergarten teacher, and it was just after work, the nursery was full of young children who hadn't left yet, and the Manic Lambs people drove straight into it in their flying car."
The Reverse God exhaled slowly, "She pushed those little kids away and got herself knocked off her feet, with a big gash in her abdomen."
"It was not life-threatening in the end ...... but it will never be able to have children again."
The Reverse God slowly lowered his head, "She's very fond of children."
Bai Liu did not answer.
The Reverse God smiled, "Isn't it a bit awkward to hear me say this?"
Bai Liu shook his head, "It's such a big deal, I haven't heard the news reports in reality, I'm wondering if ......"
"Well, it's what you think." The Reverse God said faintly, "You've met Li Gou, right? The criminal who used a point exchange prop to erase evidence of his murder?"
"So do the people of the Rabid Lamb."
"After committing a crime they can exchange points for props to erase the crime, and on this basis they attack these ordinary people again and again with impunity, because whatever happens, as long as there are enough points, they can exchange props to erase everything that has happened, even the memories of the victims can be erased, only the scars remain. "
"My loved one can't remember what she suffered and why she suddenly can't have children."
The Reverse God looked up, "No one remembers what happened except me."
"I thought about killing him afterwards."
The Reverse God said softly, "But in reality there is no proof, in the game Central Hall can't kill him, after entering the game he can silence all skills, the cost of killing him is too high and I don't want to waste any of my players lives to put this man to death."
"The man will die sooner or later." Bai Liu looked to the Reverse God: "Ever considered using props to restore your lover's body?"
The Reverse God lowered his eyes, "I don't want to use any props related to this game on my lover's body, she's been involved with me once enough."
Bai Liu said, "I heard from Wang Shun that during the game, Kong Yangxu suddenly yelled at you in a frenzy saying that no one could kill him in or out of the game."
The Reverse God drifted off, "Oh that one, because at that time I made a prophecy about him."
Bai Liu looked at the Reverse God: "Didn't you have your skills blocked by him at that time, and you can still prophesy?"
The Reverse God grinned, "Yeah, so it was a trick, but he believed it anyway."
"I said to him, no matter how vilely you struggle, one day you will die at the hands of the cruelest and best tactician in the world." The Reverse God turned to Bai Liu and smiled, "Well, doesn't that sound like a pretty good bluff?"
Bai Liu withdrew his gaze: "It's okay."
~
Chapter 328
Kong Xuyang woke up from a nightmare, sitting up in a cold sweat, his hands and feet shaking.
The dream was that challenge fight with the deer hunter.
It was the height of his glory, when he was first in the pre-season and the greatest tactician rumoured to be in the game was losing under him, woefully and painfully trying to protect those around him.
But whether in reality or in the game, this punk named Reverse God couldn't protect anything, a cowardly punk who didn't know how he got that false reputation as the most powerful tactician.
And a moderate tactician? Talking about moderation in this game, you're a fool.
Kong Xuyang scoffs disdainfully.
Until the last moment, the tactician called Reverse God suddenly seemed to understand something, his face no longer smiling, and shed the gentle shell, revealing the bloody brutality inside.
Kong Xuyang was crawling all over the place with just his fists and kicks, and finally spat out blood to passively disable his skills.
With the skill disarmed, the Reverse God raised his heavy sword and plunged it hard into his heart, his ever-smiling face splattered with blood as he whispered in Kong Xuyang's ear in a cold prophetic voice.
"One day, no matter how vilely you struggle, you will die at the hands of the cruelest and most brilliant tactician in the world."
It is a nightmare that Kong Xuyang continues to have to this day.
From then on, he had a secret fearful jealousy and animosity towards all the best tacticians, and he wanted to kill all of them, including the Reverse God who had trampled him underfoot!
Kong Xuyang touched his face, got up from the bed where three or four naked women were lying, and went straight to the balcony with a robe.
He squinted at the sunrise overlooking the idyllic cottage community into which he had recently moved.
The people who live here are said to be wealthy, and it is not a place where a second-year student like Kong Xuyang, who has been living at home for six or seven years after graduation and has not had a job for three months, can live.
Kong Xuyang, male, aged 31, has two peaks in his life so far, one being getting into a second university twelve years ago and the other being getting into gaming three years ago.
Twelve years ago, Kong Xuyang was one of the few university students in the area. Although he was only a second-year student, as the first university student in his family, Kong Xuyang enjoyed enough praise and favourable treatment from his parents and relatives, and everyone would say that when you go to university, you will have everything.
Beautiful women, human status and lots of money are waiting for you in the future.
But once he went to university, Kong Xuyang was instantly put back in his place.
Kong Xuyang went to a university that was only a second class, but there was talk that it was going to be promoted to a first class in the near future, so when he entered, there was a uniform feature of the class, which was that there were a lot of connected people.
They are all temporary additions to the group, and there is an insurmountable gap between their living culture and the level of entertainment and consumption in the small county of Kong Xuyang.
Kong Xuyang immediately saw beautiful women, human status and lots of money.
Only none of this has anything to do with him.
When his flatmate had more than 2,000 pairs of shoes under his bed, Kong Xuyang didn't even dare to put his 100-plus pair of shoes on his feet.
Kong Xuyang had to wait for these people to leave the dormitory before he could shamefully get his hidden shoes out of the wardrobe and put them on, as well as tearing off the logo.
He began to ask his parents in large numbers for money for various reasons, buying designer belts, shoes and giving small tins of tea, with the price of a single item going from over a hundred to over a thousand.
Kong Xuyang tried with all his might to fit in with these people, but they still looked at him and the things in his hands with a smirking contempt.
He drained his parents, but when he finally graduated, no one was willing to let Kong Xuyang sign his classmates' book.
Those who were sincere in their studies found him vain and did not associate with him, while most of those whom Kong Xuyang pursued treated him as a joke.
After graduating, Kong Xuyang found a number of jobs, many of which his parents thought were good and begged his father and grandmother to let him try them out.
But Kong Xuyang was immersed in an indescribable resentment when he thought of how inferior these jobs were in the eyes of his classmates, and how his salary could not cover the cost of a banquet for these people even after months of saving.
Why should these people be able to enjoy these things but not him?
He was the one who was supposed to have a bright future after the GCSEs!
Kong Xuyang kept changing jobs, his demands became more and more demanding, he spent more and more, and more and more units rejected him.
In the end he couldn't find work and preferred to stay at home rather than go out and do work that he felt was inferior, lowly and just to make ends meet.
Kong Xuyang stays at home, watching the lives of the rich on the internet every day, cursing each other with the vilest words in resentment, while morbidly going through all the details of their lives posted on the internet and replacing them with himself.
When you see a good looking girl you make vicious comments about how the other person has been fucked many times and has long been a black mullet, and when you see a very successful male you rant about how the other person must have a background and is improperly on top.
Kong Xuyang hated the huge gulf between [the man on top] and him.
He even began to resent why his parents weren't powerful people like those whose families were, why he was born into the kind of family that couldn't even afford to sell a pair of $10,000 shoes, or go to an NBA front row game, or fling a $100,000+ Sri Lankan sapphire ring at random to pick up girls.
This conflict reached its peak when Kong Xuyang's father slapped him across the face and told him to get out of work.
It was clearly his parents' fault, but he was to blame for his own lack of success.
Kong Xuyang almost viciously put down the word that he would not be asked to return.
One day, one day ...... he will definitely become [a human being].
Although there was no basis for this obsession - after all, Kong Xuyang's most noteworthy achievement in life as an ordinary person was a second-grade university - he had a strong sense of confidence - I am so noble that if I give up something, success will come and you will all come and prostrate yourselves at my feet. I am so noble that if I give up something, success will come and you will all come and prostrate yourselves at my feet.
I didn't succeed just because of the unfairness of this society, I didn't succeed just because my parents' origins were not in place, I didn't succeed just because ......
Anyway, it's not my own problem.
This strong desire to get Kong Xuyang to log on to the game sent him into a rightful ecstasy - see, he knew this day was coming!
He really is just extraordinary!
But soon he saw the highly sought-after star players, the powerful guilds, and everything that was better and stronger than he was, and Kong Xuyang immediately fell into a new wave of resentment - why the injustice against him existed everywhere.
The ladder of belonging to the [man on top] was already in front of him, but these star players who oppressed him, the big guilds that oppressed him, everything that oppressed him, Kong Xuyang decided to do whatever it took to topple.
But there is indeed a heavenly barrier between him and these things.
Kong Xuyang soon found the entry point and decided to start with the reality of these people.
Kong Xuyang found a player whose skill was [paparazzi] and then he rounded up the reality of these celebrity players with a lot of resentment -
--Scented cars, beautiful women and everything in between.
Like his formerly connected classmates, they were all oppressive and deserved to die for the class of people who had kept him in the lurch for so long!
Kong Xuyang colluded with some speedsters who were on the edge of the law and attacked his rival battle group.
His methods worked and Kong Xuyang stomped on the howls and corpses of those who oppressed him and delighted in being first in the pre-season.
Just as Kong Xuyang felt himself floating in the air as the centre of the world, the protagonist of a novel, all set up for his moment of triumph, he fell at the hands of the God of Revolt.
For the second time, Kong Xuyang repeated his trick on Hearts in the crucial mid-season match to decide whether he would be eliminated from the tournament, trying to find the woman in reality and then have the bikers gang-rape Hearts to affect Hearts' pre-match mindset.
Of course he knew that this was not a good idea, so Kong Xuyang gave Hearts a chance, and that was on the eve of the match when Kong Xuyang went to the King's court to meet Hearts once and said, in a great show of mercy, Queen, if you will be my woman, I will not use my tactics, but respect you and fight you openly for once.
I have a lot of respect for my women, Kong Xuyang emphasized ambiguously - Hearts, you won't lose out if you follow me, in reality my parents begged me to go back after I got ahead and found me a lot of women to go out with, but none of them were good enough for me, so I usually only went as far as sleeping with them, but They always like to pester me more.
Kong Xuyang waved his hand impatiently and smugly, annoyingly, because he didn't know he didn't deserve me?
Then he turned to Hearts and politely stated - if it was you, Hearts, I'd be open to talking to you about getting married.
Hearts smiled and said, "Well, let's see if you can find me in reality.
Kong Xuyang misses the mark.
The [Paparazzi] skill doesn't work on Hearts for some reason, they can't find the real coordinates of [Hearts]!
The next day's game saw Kong Xuyang lose badly, being beaten by the Hearts and dropped straight out of the mid-season.
Having lost both times at the hands of a tactician, himself a tactician, and with that prophecy from the Reverse God, Kong Xuyang's dislike and jealousy of Bai Liu, a rookie tactician with a great reputation, is now at its peak.
Clearly he should be the one in the limelight as the tactician.
If this were a novel, then he, a quality tactician who got first place in his first league game, he would be the protagonist of the novel and the whole world should revolve around him.
Who is this Bai Liu? He's just a clown from the bottom of the ladder, how can he steal his thunder and compete with him?
Kong Xuyang's eyes were shifty, he had to find the coordinates of the person Bai Liu was close to in reality and torture him severely.
~
Chapter 329
"The pre-season is nearing its end."
Wang Shun stood next to the panel, a relieved look on his face: "Now you're doing well in the team competition, President Bai and Captain Tang have trained you well."
"It's just hard work for you guys, training intensely while competing intensely every day."
Mu Sicheng slumps back in his chair, Liu Jiayi sleeps with his head on the table, and even Muke sleeps with his head propped up on his hands, eyes squinting.
Wang Shun couldn't help himself: "But that was the most tiring time, the next period will be a lot better as you're in the pre-season top circle and the frequency of games has come down to about three or four a day."
"Next we report on the popularity ranking of each person."
" Bai Liu, 179."
" Liu Jiayi, 186."
" Tang Erda, 194."
" Mu Sicheng, 236."
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" Muke, 261."
Wang Shun tapped on the system panel, "Everyone's ranking will be moving up quite slowly next, as it's getting close to the mid-season popularity circle."
"There are 32 teams in the mid-season and each team has five main players, so the popularity circle for the mid-season is concentrated in the top 160, giving you an overwhelming popularity advantage over the pre-season teams and making it difficult for you to go up."
"Especially this mid-season, there are a lot of newcomers who have shone and attracted popularity, and are now firmly in the front row."
"Joker, who I told you about before, is currently ranked 79 and is already in the top 100, the highest ranking of the newcomers."
"Next in line is Armand of Golden Dawn and Sister Phoebe of the King's Crown, one at 93, one at 102."
"These newcomers are guaranteed by the guild's popularity, so they rise quite quickly and will not drop without incident if they perform well subsequently, which means they will stay in the upper circle, so the popularity ranking competition will be quite fierce this year."
Wang Shun looked around the room, "Next up, the top five in popularity at the top spot."
"Thundering first, Spades ."
"Second, Queen Hearts."
"Third, Georgia."
"The fourth, the judge against the god."
"The fifth, the Unknown Executioner, the President of the Deer Hunter's Guild and the person I want to focus on with you today."
Wang Shun tapped on the system panel and the information was zoomed in on the floating panel.
"This guildmaster was previously a main attacker and only switched to tactician after the departure of the Reverse God last year, this is his first year in the league since becoming a tactician and judging by the roster so far he is doing very well."
"It's worth mentioning that this guild president was not in the top 50 in last year's popularity rankings until the end of the league, with the highest popularity ranking being 59."
Mu Sicheng snapped out of his half-asleep, half-awake state of exhaustion and said in shock, "No way? This man is the president of a big guild and is still very strong, how can his popularity ranking be so low?"
Wang Shun laughs: "The popularity ranking is partly based on strength, but also on personal style, performance and appearance."
"The president of the Deer Hunters, while strong, is not very strong due to his personal style, lack of presentation, and appearance ......"
Wang Shun hesitated for a moment and clicked on the panel to play a small video, "You'd better watch it yourselves."
The man in the small video thrusts his hand hard directly into his right eye, feeling it being stretched out alive, his features squeezed and distorted, his face shifting erratically like a fluid, then seeming to turn and grasp as if searching for something in his own eye, before finally slowly pulling his hand out again.
But from beginning to end, the man's entire face was a bloody blur, impossible to see clearly.
Wang Shun nodded a pause: "Now you see, folks, this executioner summons weapons so bloody that you can't even talk about looking at the outside, so it's never been very popular."
"But this year he has seen an incredible rise in popularity, even pushing the veteran tactician, the Inquisitor of the Reverse God, straight into the mix."
Mu Sicheng wondered, "Why?"
Wang Shun paused, "I think it was the exodus of the Reverse God that made him what he was."
"As you can see from this video, Executioner's personal style is very bloody, outgoing and brutal, and on the field Executioner is also a very aggressive main attacker, suited to aggressive and strong tactics and very good at killing his opponents."
"But because the Reverse God is a moderate tactician who doesn't kill easily and the Executioner is completely subservient to the Reverse God, he often holds back everywhere in the ring, unable to use all his strengths and struggling to show an appealing side to the audience."
"After the departure of the Reverse God this year, the Executioners brought in Joker, a newcomer who is more in tune with his personal style, and the tactics he developed as a tactician were quite extreme, so what I saw on the field was that the Executioners brought out those previously suppressed aggressions in full force."
Wang Shun clicked on the panel and a short video played, "Here's a recent Deer Hunter regimental match, a match point performance against the rowing 19 [Moon Serpent] Riparian."
The executioner, clad in a coat and with a bloody face, extends his bloodied, bony hand to strangle the neck of a writhing serpent, kneeling in a natural, leisurely manner half beside it, but the veins and sinews in his arm are rippling, and he viciously dislikes the struggling serpent into the ground.
The serpent was unable to resist and quickly spasmed twice and stopped writhing before its body burst open inch by inch, splattering blood as the head of the snake screamed miserably and transformed back into its human form: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! I abstain! Abort!"
But before he could reach out and point out the panel forfeit, he collapsed to the ground in a heap, his eyes frozen motionless and seemingly dripping with tears.
The executioner slowly rose to his feet at the sound of the game ending, dropped his blood-soaked jacket over the man's head, drew a cigarette from it, lit it by holding it in one of the lip-shaped openings on the twisted, bloodied face, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"When you break the law and hurt others, you deserve to be tortured, and pain is just the easiest thing in the punishment you get."
At this point in the mini-video, Wang Shun pauses, zooms in on the video, and then points to the executioner's middle finger where the cigarette is clamped, saying, "See? There's a silver finger ring here."
Mu Sicheng squinted and did spot a silver ring at the base of the executioner's bloodstained middle finger: "See."
"This ring is his skill weapon, called the [Ring of Death]."
Wang Shun explained, "[The Ring of Death] is a ring given to the executioner by Herod, the ancient legendary saint who was fair, just, supreme and kind to all men."
"It is said that the executioner was afraid when he hanged a powerful and rival king, and in order that the executioner might not feel afraid when hanging criminals, King Herod gave the executioner his ring, telling him that it was only sinners you were putting to death and that there was no need to feel afraid."
"From then on, King Herod gave the executioner the right to kill beings who had sinned, including kings, and this ring was [the Ring of Death]."
"The exact mechanism of how the [Death Ring] works is currently unclear, but it is said that any opponent touched by the executioner's hand with the ring will be in excruciating pain, as if they have been tortured countless times until they die of pain."
"I tried to gather information about these opponents who had been touched by the executioner, and generally the harder the pain, the more or less they had done something illegal and criminal in reality."
Wang Shun continued, "But that's not all, some of the players who have been sanctioned by the Executioner do look like they're going to break the law soon from what I've gathered, but they really hadn't done any of those things when they were sanctioned, and they hurt really badly after being touched by the Executioner with the ring."
"If the Reverse God hadn't repeatedly stopped them before, these people would probably have died after being tortured by the executioner as well."
"So my personal judgement is that the torturers' criteria for judging the torture inflicted may not be objective but subjective, that is, you will be tortured as badly as the torturers feel you deserve to be tortured."
"The Reverse God leaving is equivalent to unshackling the executioner, which is not good news for us." Wang Bolin said solemnly, "On the one hand this will allow his might to be unbridled on the field and dominate the top of the popularity rankings, on the other hand, he will be unbridled when he executes us."
"Let's pray that we all make a good impression on the executioner's mind."
"One last reminder for everyone playing tomorrow." Wang Shun laughed bitterly, "I just said all that crap because I didn't want to report on the teams playing tomorrow."
"We only have one game tomorrow and the enemy opponent is -"
Wang Shun took a deep breath: "Frenzied Lamb."
In the ornamental pool lobby, Bai Liu, walking out of the disbanded ornamental pool, is followed by a man who is sneaking up behind him.
The man, holding a fist-sized camera, carefully blended into the dense crowd, looking for angles to photograph Bai Liu, looking like a seasoned paparazzi reporter who has spent years snapping pictures of celebrities' privacy.
Bai Liu talks naturally to the people around him as if he is unaware of the person behind him.
The paparazzo smiled wryly, adjusted the angle twice, and when he could almost get a clear shot of Bai Liu's upper body, he pressed the on button and the camera cackled twice before spitting out a photo from the outside.
The man took the photo, scanned it and then clicked on the system panel with joy and sent an email.
[Got it! Let the action begin!]
The photo shows a dazed Du Sanying sitting across from Bai Liu, sucking on a large mouthful of noodles, with a line of twelve-digit realistic coordinates clearly printed below.
Reality.
Du Sanying is holding Bai Liu's packaged beef noodles in his hands and drinking the soup, after finishing it he looks curiously at Bai Liu who is lounging on the sofa watching TV.
Usually Bai Liu is in bed at this hour, but today Bai Liu is still watching TV.
Du Sanying glances confusedly at the garden babies on the TV.
Does Mr. Bai Liu like this?
Bai Liu doesn't really like this kind of thing, but his TV hasn't paid the aperture fee for a long time and he can only watch some basic channels, so Bai Liu just watches them casually and eventually stops at the children's channel.
Du Sanying asked, "Mr Bai Liu, don't you want to take a shower and rest early today? We have a very important match tomorrow, don't we?"
Bai Liu said calmly, "No washing for now, someone will be looking for us later and I need to take you out for a trip."
Du Sanying suddenly said, "No wonder you asked God Mu to leave his motorbike downstairs when he left, so this is the right time to use it.
Du Sanying scratched his head shyly: "God Mu, that heavy-duty motorbike looks so cool, I don't know how to ride a motorbike but it's nice to have a ride."
Bai Liu let out a hint: "I don't know how to ride either."
Du Sanying breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: " Mr Bai Liu wouldn't either ......"
After a while he reacted, Du Sanying said with horror, "Wait, Mr Bai Liu, you don't know how to do it and neither do I. Who's going to drive the bike?"
The sound of motorbikes whizzing by beneath the windowsill, the engine humming, arrogant and ear-splitting, the dazzling high beams of light beaming into Bai Liu's window, a halo of light on Bai Liu's face.
Bai Liu had a smile on his face, "Here it comes."
Du Sanying is in a state of shock: "What's coming?!"
Bai Liu turned off the TV with the remote control, unbuttoned both shirts for ease of movement, flipped his wrist shirt upwards twice and looked to Du Sanying: "The bikers who ambushed us are here, let's go down and drive the motorbike."
Du Sanying howled, "But Mr Bai Liu, neither you nor I know how to drive!"
Bai Liu nodded, "It's okay, it's okay with you, let's go."
Bai Liu took off the motorbike helmet hanging on the back of the door and tossed one to Du Sanying, then put it on himself, opened the shoe cupboard and retrieved a rusty baseball bat from inside.
Bai Liu turned to Du Sanying: "Are you ready?"
Du Sanying has one hand scrambling to buckle his helmet and one hand up, "Quite, ready!"
Bai Liu held out his hand to Du Sanying: "Come over when you're ready."
Du Sanying looked at Bai Liu's hand outstretched to him, then at Bai Liu's bland expression, and took a deep breath with clenched fists.
It will be fine, his misfortune will not affect Mr Bai Liu!
Du Sanying jerked his hand out to Bai Liu, who took Du Sanying's wrist and looked up at the door.
There is a clanging of metal sticks outside the door, obviously someone with a stick and knife knocking on the fence on either side of the stairs, and footsteps thumping upwards, eventually stopping in front of Bai Liu's door.
Bai Liu walked slowly to the door and whispered, "When I open the door later, close your eyes and you'll be fine."
Du Sanying swallowed hard and nodded.
The door was slammed and the sound of vicious curses carried through the room.
" Bai Liu, get out!"
"You dare to offend us Brother Kong, see if I don't break your legs today!"
Bai Liu opened the door to the room with no emotion on his face, "Close your eyes."
When the knife, fist and stick came at him, Du Sanying's eyes closed subconsciously, but Bai Liu kept Du Sanying in front of him without changing his expression.
The moment the men were about to attack Du Sanying, the door to Bai Liu's room unexpectedly fell outwards, right onto the faces of the menacing men.
Bai Liu didn't hesitate to fill in as his opponent went down, backhanding two baseball bats.
The blood spilled out in a line and splashed directly from his shirt onto Bai Liu's face.
Bai Liu tugged on Du Sanying's wrist and stomped on the door, turning around as the crowd of people shouting and screaming up the stairs continued unabated, Bai Liu looked down at the group, blood dripping from the baseball bat onto the floor.
Du Sanying's voice trembled, but he obediently kept his eyes open: " Mr. Bai Liu, are you, are you all right?"
Bai Liu faded: "I'm fine, whatever I do later, don't open your eyes."
Du Sanying shakes and nods quickly.
Bai Liu pulls Du Sanying to the stairway, holds him by the shoulders in front of the hissing punks with knives and iron bars, and gives him a gentle push downwards.
Du Sanying was pushed out, frozen for a moment in weightlessness: " Mr Bai Liu ......?"
Did he get pushed off!!!
The sharp tip of the knife and the raised iron bar were about to hit Du Sanying, who had fallen down the stairs, when the old iron fence next to the stairs suddenly creaked twice and collapsed.
A group of men holding onto the fence and charging upwards over it rolled in a heap along the collapsing fence, the knives and sticks they hadn't yet confiscated plunging into their own bodies.
The screams were instantly joined together.
"Ah!!! Old Wang dog your knife! It's in my kidney!"
"Who's PVC pipe! Shit, it's in my hand! Take it away, it hurts!"
Bai Liu makes a couple of light, quick jumps and lands firmly next to a large man lying with a bloodied head.
On top of this big man was Du Sanying, who had not yet recovered.
Du Sanying fell unharmed on the human sandbag, but looked terrified and on the verge of tears, shivering but still not opening his eyes: " Mr Bai Liu, can I open my eyes now?"
Bai Liu sweeps a glance at the large man Du Sanying is holding down.
The big man stared menacingly at Bai Liu and struggled to get up to stab him with a knife.
Bai Liu lifted his hand and gave him a dry stick.
The man collapsed again with blood soaring from his head and a dizzy spell.
Bai Liu took Du Sanying by the wrist and pulled him up and down the stairs without looking away, "You can open your eyes now."
Du Sanying slowly and cautiously opened his eyes, then screamed out in shock.
The narrow staircase aisle was full of long-suffering punks, the railing acting as a barrier to prevent them from moving, and the floor was littered with concrete foam and pools of blood from the iron bars.
Bai Liu's side face was also splattered with a spot of blood, and with his emotionless expression, he looked especially ...... frightening.
Du Sanying swallowed nervously, "All these people, did Mr Bai Liu take care of them?"
Bai Liu gave Du Sanying a sidelong glance: "No, I was just helping you out."
Du Sanying is full of confusion: "......????"
"Did I do it all?" Du Sanying, always a good citizen, reacted for a moment after hearing the words and accepted the reality with horror, breaking down and shouting, "So am I breaking the law!"
Bai Liu withdrew his gaze: "Not really, I checked, it's self-defence."
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Chapter 330
Bai Liu crosses over the bodies strewn across the stairs, carrying a bloodstained baseball bat in one hand and taking Du Sanying by the wrist in the other.
Du Sanying trembled: "Mr Bai Liu, where else are we going?"
"I don't know." Bai Liu stepped out of the narrow entrance to the building for a moment, the bleak moonlight falling on his unruffled face, "Anyway, someone doesn't want us to stay here."
A circle of motorbikes swirled around the entrance of the building, all driven by tall and fierce men, who looked like they were up to no good, and several of them hissed as they swung around and came at Bai Liu, who was coming out of the staircase.
Bai Liu flipped his wrist and held Du Sanying in front of him: "Close your eyes."
Du Sanying Tense and closed eyes.
The pounding motorbike dripped over a puddle of dirty vegetable oil on the floor and incredibly brushed against Du Sanying from both left and right, crashing into the wall behind Bai Liu with a loud, explosive thud.
The man on the motorbike, grey and dazed, exhaled a puff of black smoke and fell to the ground motionless.
Bai Liu didn't even give Du Sanying an extra glance and tapped him on the shoulder: "Open your eyes."
Bai Liu gets on Mu Sicheng's heavy-duty motorbike across the legs and Du Sanying rushes to sit on the back seat.
Without knowing what was going to happen, Du Sanying was already in tears at the situation, holding Bai Liu's waist: "Bai, Mr. Bai Liu, what the hell are they going to do! What are we going to do again?"
Bai Liu inserted the key of Mu Sicheng's motorbike, turned it a few times and it made a loud roaring sound.
"They are coming to round us up." Bai Liu said.
Du Sanying whimpered, "What about us?"
Bai Liu smiled very lightly, "And we're here to round them up, of course."
The next second, Bai Liu pushed the throttle of his motorbike to the floor and the bike shot off with the force of an arrow.
Caught off guard, Du Sanying's mouth opened wide in an unbelievable scream, so loud you could see the hanging of the throat.
With the motorbike moving at high speed, Du Sanying's mouth was filled with wind that made his lips tremble into waves, and his voice trembled as he spoke: "Bai... liu... xian... -You... are... not... not... --You don't - don't - don't - don't - drive!"
Bai Liu looks straight ahead, "Put the baffle down next to your mouth and don't eat the wind."
Du Sanying: "Oh-"
He dutifully lowered the fender and spoke smoothly for a moment, but still couldn't hide his horror: " Mr Bai Liu, I thought you didn't know how to drive a motorbike!"
"Hmm." Bai Liu replied calmly, "But I've driven a Hello tram, so it should feel similar."
Du Sanying choked back tears: "It's not the same! One is a shared e-bike and the other is a heavy-duty motorbike, much different Mr. Bai Liu!"
"If it's to deal with these people, Mr. Bai Liu can borrow Captain Tang's car! Why did you borrow God Mu's heavy-duty motorbike!"
Bai Liu spoke with a smile, "Don't you think heavy duty motorbikes are cool?"
Du Sanying cries out, "But it's not safe! A car with an outsource is safer for Mr Bai Liu!"
He wouldn't have had an easy time of it himself, but Mr Bai Liu is a lucky 0! Who knows what could happen in a dangerous vehicle like a heavy-duty motorbike!
Bai Liu paused, "I don't know how to drive."
Du Sanying was shocked: " Hasn't Mr Bai Liu ever had a driving licence?
Bai Liu has a natural attitude: "Tuition is too expensive, I ride a shared electric bike to and from my car every day, and I can't use it if I waste money learning to drive."
"I can't afford to buy a car."
Du Sanying is speechless - for such a reason!
Bai Liu rode ahead on Mu Sicheng's heavy-duty motorbike, circling various roads in the middle of nowhere, with the group behind him in their motorbike in hot pursuit, almost hitting Bai Liu's car several times.
Du Sanying looked back from time to time to see what was happening to the men in pursuit behind him, and he watched with horror.
These people are crazy! Total disregard for pedestrians!
Bai Liu had clearly been taking a deliberate detour to take a less crowded area, but the group wouldn't have cared about turning or anything like that, and some people would have gone straight through, and if Bai Liu hadn't reacted quickly on a few occasions and gone around the path where the junction was occupied, these people would have run over a few people by now!
No wonder Bai Liu has to leave the place where he lives and doesn't drive, the place is quite populated and this group of speedsters who don't take human life seriously could easily hurt other people by accident, driving would mean going up the avenue and the population would be even more populated.
But now what about ......?
Keep leaving these speedsters out there and sooner or later something will happen, but it's impossible to keep Bai Liu hanging around them!
Du Sanying was desperate: " Mr Bai Liu, can you get into the game?"
Bai Liu's eyes stared ahead through his helmet, "Solve it before you go in, don't leave things to chance or they'll still come blocking next time you're out."
Du Sanying was stunned and slowly came back to his senses: "How do you fix them?"
"There's a driving range at the edge of town, no one's there right now." Bai Liu spoke in a calm tone, "Let's go there."
Edge of town, driving range.
Mu Sicheng is crouched on the ground, bored, next to Tang Erda, who walks around with his eyebrows knitted up and his face serious.
Mu Sicheng is dazzled by Tang Erda's walk: "Can you be quiet for a minute?"
Tang Erda paused: "Where do you think Bai Liu and the others have gone?"
Mu Sicheng gestures speechlessly with two fingers, "You've asked this question almost twenty times, don't worry, nothing will happen to you Bai Liu."
"He's not a normal person, but he's still reliable, otherwise I wouldn't have lent him my motorbike."
Tang Erda finally took a seat next to Mu Sicheng, who looked at the densely packed nails Bai Liu had them place on the floor and stared, "Do these nails, do they really work?"
Mu Sicheng rolled his eyes, "I'll give you my word, it'll work, motorbike tyres at high speed are very fragile, one little nail stuck in and deflated and the front end will swing and the people on the bike will be thrown off the road."
"But what was more surprising to me-" Mu Sicheng cocked his face and snorted, with an inexplicable grin on his face, " was that Bai Liu was actually willing, in order to mitigate the casualties he might have caused, to end up picking such a distant practice area and using such a roundabout solution"
"Bai Liu could have used Du Sanying to take care of the yakuza on his own doorstep, but then the residents around Bai Liu would most likely have been killed or injured."
Tang Erda's brow furrowed: "It's only right to protect others ......"
Mu Sicheng gave Tang Erda a sidelong glance, "But there's nothing wrong with not protecting them, it's not like Bai Liu took the initiative to kill them."
Tang Erda said in a cold voice, "You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you, don't you have a guilty conscience?"
Mu Sicheng is quiet for a moment, he averts his eyes and his tone is low and calm: "I may have a guilty conscience, but Bai Liu certainly does not."
"He chose to do this simply so that those of us who ask questions can do so with a clear conscience."
Mu Sicheng snorted, "Tacticians, we have to make do with the players."
Tang Erda is also silent.
Mu Sicheng is right, Bai Liu wouldn't have to go around in such a big circle to deal with a bunch of hooligans if it wasn't for the sake of accommodating them.
In the distance, a mass of roaring motorbikes appeared on the horizon, the man at the head of the pack wearing a white shirt and suit trousers out of place on a heavy motorbike, his shirt and trouser legs swaying and flapping in the icy night air as he calmly lowered his body and flew closer to the side.
Mu Sicheng stood up sharply and said, "Shit! Bai Liu is driving at top speed! Is he crazy!"
"No." Tang Erda denied, " Bai Liu wouldn't do anything impulsive, something must have happened?"
Mu Sicheng narrowed his eyes, then his pupils narrowed, "There's someone tied to the car in the back!"
Lu Yizhan was tied hand and foot and pinned to the back of one of the motorbikes, unconscious, and a young woman with a red bow tied around her head and her hair loose, also tied sleepily to the back of another motorbike.
And the rider in the two motorbikes laughed arrogantly and whistled, " Bai Liu, how about that, didn't expect that, we not only caught you and this high school student, but also the other guy and his girlfriend, the car split up to catch them."
"So we tied up together and just rendezvoused, how about you dutifully eating the food this woman cooked for you in the pictures [the paparazzi] took, sitting happily with this cop, like a family, you must have a good relationship with both of them?"
"How about you just give up and let us drive over you and we'll let them go?"
"If you don't compromise, that only means that these two people are not on good terms with you."
The man shrugged his shoulders as if in pity and said aloud, "Then they're useless, we'll just have to throw them off the motorbike and let them fall to pieces on the ground."
Du Sanying really cried out: " Bai Liu, what should we do? Who have they kidnapped? What's your relationship with them?"
"Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian." Bai Liu's face appeared aggressive for the first time and his tone was extremely cold, "They both helped me pay for part of my living expenses during my high school years."
"It's a good relationship with me."
There was no trace of emotion left in Bai Liu's pure black eyes, but he still didn't slow down, instead he charged forward at full speed.
Du Sanying panicked, " Bai Liu, the road ahead is nailed, drive straight through and we'll be fine, Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian will be thrown right out of the car!"
Bai Liu, calm-eyed, drove straight into the nail road, and then on the doorstep actually rolled over in the car in a desperate attempt to get Du Sanying into the driving seat, with his back to Du Sanying in the back seat.
Du Sanying, at his wits' end, hit the high notes: " Bai Liu! I don't know how to drive!!!"
The cars behind them were an instant mess, and a few spins later moments later, these cars with their heads swinging wildly couldn't keep running at all, thumping and spinning wildly into each other, the men in them smashing hard into the ground, nails sticking into flesh with howl after howl of misery.
Du Sanying screamed in tears as he thrashed the front of his car, instead miraculously avoiding every nail in the ground and every motorbike that was about to hit him head-on.
Bai Liu, his shirt bulging in the wind, stared coldly into the back seat where Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian's two cars lay, and as they spun out of control and crashed into the ground, Bai Liu drew a white bone whip with a condensed gaze, slicing a crack-like distortion in the ground.
Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian, who were about to hit the ground, were cushioned by this distortion of space and caught in the arms of Bai Liu, who darted past them on one knee.
These two vehicles collided with other cars swinging about, exploding in a huge burst of flames.
The people who fell on the ground shuddered and howled, with nails stuck into their bodies and faces, and some had their eyes stabbed right out, and there were parts and wreckage of motorbikes smashed up everywhere.
Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng ran in front of Bai Liu.
Mu Sicheng exclaimed, "What has happened?!"
Bai Liu, head bowed, slowly lifted to look at Mu Sicheng and Tang Erda for a moment.
Both Mu Sicheng and Tang Erda's blood ran cold at the sight.
Bai Liu shoved the two people in his arms to Mu Sicheng and Tang Erda, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and said to the two men, "Watch Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian for me, don't let them wake up."
Bai Liu turned to Tang Erda: "You've got a gun, right? Give me the gun."
Tang Erda was struck by the look in Bai Liu's eyes, but subconsciously refused: "I don't ......"
Bai Liu looked straight at him, "I don't do things that are illegal."
Tang Erda remained still for a moment before finally pulling out his gun and giving it to Bai Liu.
Bai Liu took the gun and then got up and walked away from the still burning pile of motorbikes.
"What?!" Mu Sicheng picked up the man in confusion and turned his head to look at Bai Liu who was walking towards the centre of the explosion, "What are you doing Bai Liu!"
Bai Liu didn't say anything, and all that could be seen was his conspicuous white shirt swaying in the night breeze.
He walks up to the motorbike and pulls two men out of it, the same two men who had kidnapped Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian, towed them to the scene and threatened Bai Liu with a cocky laugh.
The two men were not badly injured when they crashed because they were padded by the space Bai Liu had cut out with his whip, but they already had a number of burns and nail holes in their faces.
They looked viciously and fearfully at Bai Liu, who had pulled them out, and took two steps back when they noticed the gun in Bai Liu's hand, screaming in terror, "It's against the law for you to kill us! You're breaking the law and you'll be hunted all the time in reality!"
"Your best friend is a cop, isn't he! He wouldn't allow you to do something like that!"
Bai Liu's gaze was calm, "I could do what you guys do, kill and then erase everything with props, and no one would remember?"
The two men were horrified: "You, won't you ask for a guilty conscience!"
Most of the players they can hurt are still law-abiding in reality.
Frenzied Lamb does a general survey before harming these players, some of whom unleash all sorts of desires and kill all sorts of unpredictable things in the game, but in reality are very bound to themselves and care about a little bit of reality and never do anything illegal or criminal.
This kind of player separates reality from the game and cares about everything in reality, killing in reality and killing in the game are two different things in their perception.
Killing people in a twisted game world and killing ordinary people in reality are not so different in essence, but the difference in feeling is particularly large.
This is the part of the game where players cannot accept that they are committing crimes in reality, because these players are going so far in the game, but only to return to reality and be normal, happy, ordinary people.
The cost of psychological crime for such players is high and rarely backfires on those who are rabid lambs, most will put up with it.
They believe that Bai Liu is a typical player of this kind, who is a great player in the game, but in reality, he has not even a single record of violation, or he was fired from the company.
Kong Xuyang snickered and said, "Bai Liu is the typical soft-legged prawn, a heavy hitter in the game, but coy in reality, let them go for it and run over his face with a motorbike.
It's hard to commit a crime when you haven't killed someone in reality.
Bai Liu, however, seems to be a special case.
Bai Liu calmly raised his gun at the two men, who cried out and subconsciously tried to log in, only to find that Bai Liu had already taken away their log-in device.
"Don't kill us!" The two men crouched on their asses and howled, "You've never killed anyone in reality, you'll suffer!"
Bai Liu looked down at the two men, and Lu Yizhan's fingers twitched slightly as he was guarded by Mu Sicheng.
"Who said I was going to kill you." Bai Liu tossed the gun to the two men very casually, "The gun is for you."
"Come and kill me." Bai Liu said with a small smile.
These two men then proceeded to the gun, completely frozen.
Crazy people! This man is crazy!
After realising that Bai Liu was playing for real, the two men again fought over the only gun available.
Eventually one of the men grabbed it and after panting raised his gun to Bai Liu, his hands were a little shaky from the injury, holding the powerful gun gave him tremendous strength, the man laughed nervously, " Bai Liu, you are afraid to kill, do you think we are afraid to kill too!"
"I'm telling you, I crushed a woman's belly on my motorbike earlier and I could see her intestines coming out."
The man hemmed and hawed twice, "The woman didn't seem to die in the end, but I got a kick out of it, she was screaming in pain, and I kill with a clear conscience, I'm a natural born killer."
The smile on Bai Liu's face hadn't changed at all: "Really?"
The man, seemingly offended by Bai Liu's cheeky smile, hissed and pulled the trigger, "FUCK YOU!!!"
But no bullets were fired.
The man froze in his tracks.
Bai Liu backhanded the man with a baseball bat and smacked him hard on the side of the head.
He calmly beat the man, especially in the stomach, until the man began to vomit bile and his intestines leaked out of his anus, praying in agony for death.
The man next to him had looked completely dumbfounded, and after Bai Liu swept him away in between beatings, the man took two steps straight back in fear and ended up actually hitting himself against the wall, screaming, "I hit myself! I'll beat myself up! I don't need you to do it!"
As Bai Liu was about to beat the man to death, a hand reached out from the side, "That's enough, Bai Liu."
A woman about Bai Liu's height looked at him with a smile and handed him a wad of wet tissues.
Bai Liu's face was splattered with blood from his jaw to the corner of his eye, and he looked down at the wad of wipes before finally dropping the baseball bat splattered with unknown liquid and taking the wipes the woman handed him.
The woman glanced at the man Bai Liu had beaten to death and knelt down to look curiously close to his bloodied face: "Bai Liu, Mr. Lu has taught you well, you are now able to take advantage of the law."
"By giving the gun first and letting the other person attack you, you are being forced to fight back when your life is significantly threatened, in self-defence, and it is legal to kill the other person."
Bai Liu Liu's hand wiping his face paused as he averted his gaze and mewled vaguely, "Sister Dian, why are you awake?"
Fang Dian looked at Bai Liu with a smile: "Don't worry, Lu Yizhan is not awake."
"When he wakes up later I will tell him that two bad men attacked you with guns and you were forced to fight back in desperation, but because of your good heart and the way you have been taught to behave by him over the years, you still stayed back and did not kill the men."
Fang Dian kicked the two men who were limp on the ground and said hesitantly, "I don't suppose they're dead?"
"It's an old high school rule, you do the bad stuff and we'll make a good confession." Fang Dian gave a thumbs up and a wide, eight-toothed smile on her dirty face, "Won't let Mr. Lu, the big cop, find out about us both."
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The author has something to say:
Bai Liu's real father (not) Sister Dian appeared in!
Bai Liu In high school, the small theater;
Bai Liu did a bad thing and was publicly criticized by the whole school.
The fake father Lu Yizhan: woo woo woo, he is going to go bad, what should I do?
The real dad Fang Dian: Come on, Bai Liu, the whole school criticized , awesome!
(Grand reveal of a hidden main character!!!)
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