I Became a God in a Horror Game

After hanging up the phone, Bai Liu turned his head to look at Liu Huai, who was drinking mental bleach with difficulty—this guy had both hands cut off, and now he was shrinking into a small ball with the bottle in his mouth as hard as he was begging. Drink, choke everywhere.

Before Bai Liu wanted to feed Liu Huai, but he himself only had one hand. When Xiao Bai Liu called Liu Huai, he asked him to answer the phone first. Now that Bai Liu finished the call, he reached out and picked up the bottle to feed Liu Huai. Glancing at Bai Liu.

Without any expression on Bai Liu's face, he handed the bottle forward.

Liu Huai still stretched out his head to drink.

Liu Huai felt that he must be very embarrassed now, his face was gray and black, drinking water from other people's hands like a stray dog. He knew that many audiences were watching his ugly scene. Feeling embarrassed like never before, the emotional agitation brought tears down his face.

"Why are you crying?" Bai Liu asked lightly, holding the bottle, "Didn't you survive?"

"...I don't know what I'm crying for." Liu Huai's mental value has not yet fully recovered. He is like a good-faced male college student who is easy to feel ashamed of himself at this age. To see him.

Liu Huai curled her neck, lowered her head and said hoarsely: "...I'm like a homeless stray dog."

"It's a bit like." Bai Liu commented without any emotion, he raised his eyes to look at Liu Huai, the wound from the severed arm of the other arm was still bleeding, "We both look like stray dogs now, but At least we are living stray dogs, everyone is alive, so is your sister."

Liu Huai firmly bit the mouth of the bottle of spiritual bleach in Bai Liu's hand, endured and endured, but still couldn't help sobbing and crying.

Liu Huai, who had no arms, cried and arched his body, he bent down, put his head on Bai Liu's hand and bent deeply to the ground, as if he was kowtowing to Bai Liu, choked and thanked vaguely: "… ...Thank you for saving me, and thank you for saving my sister."

A few seconds before the explosion, Liu Huai thought he was going to die. Because he had no hands, an assassin who exhausted his physical strength could be said to have no effect on Bai Liu, a person whose interests were paramount.

But Bai Liu rushed out of the flames, and dragged him into the mirror with a whip.

"Actually, I didn't expect another one to save your sister. I don't know why." Bai Liu lowered his eyes. He raised his arms and straightened Liu Huai, who was leaning over his wrist. He looked directly at Liu Huai's tearful face, "But I have a reason to save you, because you also saved me, this is the content of the transaction and cooperation we negotiated before, if you succeed in holding Miao Feito back , then I will try my best to save you."

"I must say, I am a trustworthy stray..." Bai Liu looked at Liu Huai's tearful eyes, and he said calmly, "stray dog."

Thirty-seven minutes ago, Ward 913.