"This bottle is really special, it should be metal." Bai Siyi looked at the furnishings in the room. In front of the sofa there was a rectangular coffee table with a flat bottom plate on it, but unfortunately there was no fruit in it. There were also a few upside-down glasses, which were placed in the teapot next to them without a drop of water. There is also a remote control on the coffee table that looks very old, which is just in line with the age of the picture tube TV placed on the opposite side of the room.

The most special thing in this room is that there is a boxy bottle on the shelf next to the sofa. This bottle, which I don't know what it does, looks a little heavy, and the style doesn't match this room a bit. So this bottle quickly attracted Bai Siyi's eye.

White Sky looked at the man. The man was wearing a plain white T-shirt with some unknown English letters printed on it. Underneath is a pair of loose dark sweatpants, with a somewhat fat figure and an ordinary face, belonging to the type that will disappear immediately if you are thrown in the crowd. Of course, if you don't count the huge antlers that are half a meter high on his head, this is really an ordinary passerby.

The man walked vigilantly against the side of the road, looking around at the buildings around him. He was empty-handed, probably not having found a weapon to fit his hands yet. He seemed to have his eye on an eight-story residential building, and slowly moved his steps towards the front of the building.

However, before he could reach the bottom of the residential building, a flower pot suddenly fell in mid-air and smashed into his head.

Judging by the speed at which the flower pot fell, if it was smashed on his head, even if his head did not bloom immediately, he would be unconscious on the spot.

The man seemed to hear the wind of the falling flower pots, but he didn't find the direction of danger in the first place, just shook his head and glanced to the side. He only had time to make this gesture when the flower pot smashed on top of his head.

He was so lucky. He shook his head to look at the movement next to him, but the antlers on his head turned at an angle, and he faced the impact of the flower pot for him.

The man was stunned by the sudden impact, and his body shook a little as if he was about to fall to the ground. But this man suddenly jumped up at a critical moment, and this jump actually had a lightness that was completely out of tune with his fat body. Bai Kong suspected that he could jump directly onto the three-story building he was in with this jump.

"What are you looking at?" Bai Siyi also noticed Bai Kong's overly focused gaze, got up from the sofa and walked to Bai Kong's side, looking out of the glass to the street.

The man fell from the sky, spotted a direction, and leaped quickly to get away from here. With each jump, he could cross a distance of more than ten meters, and if all went well, it would only take a few seconds for him to disappear behind a building in the distance.

However, just as he jumped into the air for the third time, his body was suddenly split into several small pieces, scattered along with the blood in the sky. For a time, various internal organs and limb fragments covered the ground of dozens of square meters.

Bai Si was stunned, staring at the blood-red scattered all over the ground, and even stopped breathing for a while.

Bai Kong took a deep breath, trying to control the trembling of his body. It turns out that death in this world can be so gorgeous, so dramatic, so charming. He had to control himself, just a little while, a little longer, let him be sure that it was true, and he could do what he had always wanted to do.

Bai Siyi suddenly came back to his senses, covered his mouth with his hand, and rushed to the direction of the bathroom with a pale face. I don't know how long it took for her to come out of the bathroom weakly. His hands and feet were weak, and he could only stand against the wall, looking at the white sky that stood still and did not move.

Bai Kong was still staring in that direction, his body trembling slightly.

"Sora." Bai Siyi weakly called out his brother's name.

Bai Kong didn't look back, just stretched out a finger and made a silent gesture to his lips.

Bai Siyi hesitated for a moment, but slowly walked towards Bai Kong, standing beside him, hesitating whether to look there again.

A man staggered out of the building next to him, staggering on his feet, as if he had exhausted all his courage to get closer to the tragic scene.

However, that person did not succeed after all, and stopped more than ten meters away from the blood-red patch, and knelt on the ground with a "plop". The man bent down and prostrate himself on the ground, covering his face with his hands, and his mouth made a whimpering sound of pain. His mouth kept saying, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do that either." A kind of discourse.

What Bai Kong wants to see is not the confession of someone else after killing for the first time. Seeing that nothing had happened for a long time, he moved his body impatiently, and his left hand began to rub the index and middle fingers of his right hand again.

"Alright, don't look at it." Bai Siyi looked down at the ground, "Maybe we will be the next to kill or be killed." ”

This time there was no objection from the white sky. After silently leaving the curtains, what he wanted to see finally happened.

After a long time of painful repentance, the man finally slowly stood up, and then slowly disappeared into the air little by little, starting from his steps. This should be the so-called becoming an official player and being sent somewhere else.

"Sister, you really should take a good look." Bai Kong walked into the room and picked up the iron square bottle, "I guess it's hard to see it in the future, you may regret it, let's take a look." Bai Kong's voice was still too soft to look like a sixteen-year-old boy.

As soon as Bai Si heard his words, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced in that direction, "That person is gone." Bai Siyi also discovered this.

Before she could turn her head to ask Shiraku what was going on, an object slammed into the back of her head.

Before her eyes went dark and she passed out, she only vaguely heard an inexplicable word.

"I'm going."

Bai Siyi lay on the bed, remembered this, and then couldn't control himself again, and began to think crankily. One question after another came to her mind.

The person who attacked her was undoubtedly Blank Sky. But why? She couldn't figure this out. What did the inexplicable words that Hakura said at the end mean? Why did he gouge out his own eyes? Did he really gouge out his own eyes? Bai Siyi didn't want to believe this. Maybe something happened after she passed out? White Sky should have some kind of hardship, and he had to leave himself here alone. Maybe he didn't know that his eyes had been gouged out. Maybe Hakura is also trapped somewhere, waiting for his help.

Bai Siyi kept asking questions to himself, and he kept answering these questions to himself. Constantly finding all kinds of reasons for Bai Kong, telling his brother that he must have the trouble of doing this.

What interrupted Bai Si's thoughts was a faint sound of footsteps.

Losing his vision, Bai Siyi's sense of hearing became much more sensitive. The sound of footsteps coming from the stairs was vague and messy, and it seemed as if someone was stumbling up the third floor.

Bai Siyi's heart tightened in an instant, although she knew that it was impossible for people outside to hear her breathing, she still subconsciously held her breath and grabbed the scissors tightly in her hand.

Could it be that the white sky is back?

Bai Siyi didn't know if Bai Kong would open the door without hesitation if she called the door now.

Bai Siyi tried to move as gently as he could, got up from the bed, groped the wall with one hand, and came to the iron door silently. She was ready to give someone a pair of scissors if they tried to break in. As for what to do after that, she didn't have time to think carefully.

The man climbed up the third floor, and during that time there was the sound of his body hitting the ground, as if the man had fallen down the stairs once.

This is really good news, for whatever reason, that person's physical condition will certainly not be optimal. Bai Siyi secretly thought that he shouldn't have the extra strength to break into the door. If that person had simply chosen to enter the room with the door open next to her, it might have been a turning point for her survival.

Sure enough, the man didn't come to the door where Bai Siyi was, but he didn't go into the other rooms with the door open. As the man approached, Bai Siyi heard a burst of muffled gasps, and a groan of pain that he was trying to suppress.

The man slammed into a nearby closed door, and then sat limply on the ground. He gasped for a moment, then knocked weakly twice on the door with his hand.

"Is there anyone, is there a woman, please, a woman to help me." A man's weak voice came with a quick wheezing.

Bai Siyi's expression was a little strange, this was a man who was very weak, but he was in a hurry to find a woman.

The man knocked on the door a few more times, and when there was no response, he tried to get up and knock on the next closed door. But the man seemed to be too weak, and he didn't get up after crawling a few times, but only kicked his hands and feet on the ground a few times in vain.

Bai Si held his breath and stared, holding the scissors in his hand, not daring to relax his body, and always listening to the sound outside the door. She would never take the initiative to open the door to this man, no matter how weak this person sounded and how much he needed help.

Her caution was correct. Because at this moment, another footstep coming upstairs came. The footsteps were steady and powerful, with a hint of relaxation, like a person who had just gotten off work and was walking on his familiar way home.

"Can you still run?" Another man's voice came, and there was a hint of meaning and banter in his tone.

"Please, I, I—" The first man pleaded weakly to the second.

"No, you've wasted too much of my time. The 100 points you've earned are really inefficient. The first man must have shook his head. The man lying on the ground immediately let out a desperate whimper.

"Look at it, it's a pity that your face is dead like this." The second man sighed, and the man on the ground suddenly rekindled a glimmer of hope, and a few syllables rolled out of his throat, wanting to plead with the other party again.

"But, I hate your little white face the most. I really want me to smash this face before I kill you. The second man let out a sinister laugh as he finished saying this, followed by the sound of leather shoes kicking flesh and the muffled snort of the man on the ground.

"Okay, I really don't have time, goodbye." When the first man said this, he said no more.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a knife stabbing into the flesh, the screams of the slain man before he died, Bai Siyi even suspected that he had heard the sound of blood gurgling out.

Bai Siyi's hand holding the scissors tightly trembled involuntarily. The man who killed people outside the door was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing, and that kind of playful and relaxed tone made Bai Siyi shudder.

If such a person burst into the room, would she really be able to fight him with a pair of scissors without eyes?

The man stayed where he was for a moment, as if to make sure that the man on the ground was dead.

Bai Siyi kept praying in his heart that this terrible man should leave quickly.

The man did something that made Bai Siyi's heart almost stop beating.

He even reached out and knocked on the door next door. It should be a wonder about the behavior of the dead on earth before they died.

Let's go, let's go. Bai Siyi kept begging in his heart.

Finally, as if someone had heard his prayer, or perhaps the man was running out of time, the man, after knocking on the door a few times without getting any answer, finally moved his steps and walked down the stairs with the same steady pace as he had come.

Bai Siyi seemed to have experienced a battle, and sat down on the ground with a weak body, but he did not forget not to make a sound.

I sat quietly for a long time, and there was no sound outside the door. Bai Siyi gave herself a few blows before she got up from the ground, holding the scissors tightly with one hand and opening the iron door that had been protecting her with the other.

The iron door should have not oiled the door shaft for a long time, and as Bai Si pushed the door, there was a creaking and rubbing sound. Bai Siyi's heart lifted, and he was ready to close the door as soon as he wanted to move. Luckily, she didn't hear anything but the sound of her own breathing.

Bai Si walked out of the room slowly, his nose immediately filled with the rich smell of blood. With one hand on the wall of the hallway, she walked towards the place where the smell of blood was strongest.

After a few steps, she kicked something with her foot. Bai Siyi kicked twice more, and the thing shook, and no sound came out. It should be what she was looking for.

Bai Siyi took a deep breath, crouched down, and groped for the object she had just kicked.

It was a hand that had been cold, having lost its human body temperature.

Bai Siyi touched a piece of liquid on this hand, and the liquid was already a little sticky.

Bai Si touched this hand and silently said sorry a few times in his heart. Then she pulled the arm and pulled the body connected to it towards the room she had just come out of. As the corpse dragged on the ground, there was a sound of a piece of clothing scraping against the ground.

The corpse had not yet hardened, and was dragged by Bai Siyi, who obediently followed her into the room.

Bai Siyi closed the iron door and sat on the ground next to the corpse, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or fatigue, and he was a little short of breath.

Bai Siyi sat quietly next to the corpse for a while, and then said sorry to the corpse again. She thought for a moment and added another thank you. After all, whether she can survive or not depends on this corpse.

"I don't even know your name, I'm sorry I couldn't save you, but thank you for giving me this body."

Bai Si put his hand on the corpse's chest, which was completely soaked in blood, and slowly spoke the words of his ability with some difficulty.

Although it was a little out of place, Bai Siyi still had the urge to hide his face and escape.

I just listened to her squeeze out of her mouth one by one.

"Doll, mommy is here to inflate you."