Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 214 Mommy
"you--"

"No, don't kill us!"

As soon as they approached, the human beings yelled as if they couldn't stand anything.

Baisu who doesn't plan to cook anything, and humans are not on the recipe for the time being:?
The dark-haired youth narrowed his eyes.

The human beings seem to be a little absent-minded, and their nerves are as fragile as spider silk after successive shocks. They are elastic, but they are easy to be carried away under the destruction of external forces.

There may be reasons of his own, but Baisu doesn't really want to admit it.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, which stirred the hearts of human beings.

"You want me to kill you?" Baisu's voice was hoarse, a few pitches higher than when he was speaking to the camera, "If you have such a request, it's not impossible—"

"No, no, please pretend we didn't say anything."

Hei was the first to come back to his senses. He had been less impacted than his female companions before, and he had been frightened by Baisu in advance, so he had a little immunity.

Not much, enough for him to speak tremblingly now.

The black-haired young man turned his smile on his face, and when he took it back, his words were deliberately kneaded with regret: "Really, it's a pity."

The burly man didn't know what Baisu was regretting, so he quickly poked his female companion awake with his elbow.

The latter was crying so annoyingly that the burly man covered her mouth directly for fear that she would cry out something that shouldn't happen.

Baisu didn't feel anything about human cries, anyway, it wouldn't be noisier than the supernatural cries.

He passed the two humans who were still paralyzed on the ground and walked downstairs.

The camera lens is intentionally turned off.

Baisu thinks that he is very kind to the audience in the live broadcast room, and has never let them see any bloody scenes. He hopes that human beings can also support Baigou's "mascot" career in the future.

The more people who support him, the more he can—

Baisu walked halfway up the stairs, and someone behind him staggered to keep up with the steps.

The body that fell to death on the spikes of the statue was still lying there, and the state of his body had not changed for so long.

Blood gushes continuously from the incision without clotting.

The human beings who followed obviously saw this scene, and his panting was a bit heavy.

But this time he didn't say anything, and quietly followed Baisu.

The black-haired youth came to the first floor.

The dazzling blush couldn't be ignored, but Baisu could just look away.

He skipped the obvious abnormality in the kitchen, looked around the entire first floor, and asked, "Where's the computer?"

"What?" asked the burly man who carried his female companion to the first floor slowly.

"I said—" Baisu's black eyes changed slightly, "You're talking about the computer on the first floor."

The low table in front of the sofa in the living room was empty, only a few wires that had been pulled out in a hurry were curled up and lying on the ground.

Apparently, something took the strange computer away.

Ah... this is really... the originally good mood turned sharply, and Baisu squeezed the camera in his hand to make a rattling noise.

The camera was crushed under the half-shocked and half-numbed human gaze.

Humans didn't glance down at first, but the sound of twisting and compressing metal mixed with plastic is too crisp.

Crunch, crunch.

Humans tried to shrink their palms, and their wrists were weak.

His hands and feet have long been sore and limp, and it is all due to his longing for life.

Humans watched as the hard metal was kneaded into a ball like thin paper.

Then, an incredible scene appeared.

The wreckage of the camera that had been crushed into small cubes was still held in Baisu's palm, but the new camera just appeared out of nowhere and fell from midair.

Baisu threw his right hand upwards and received it forward with his left.

The camera that appeared three times was held firmly in his hand, and then pressed again.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly felt the camera shake violently, and the top-to-bottom fall made the picture blurry.

"Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai?" the human shouted cautiously.

The black-haired young man who repeated the operation several times finally caught the camera, pointed the lens at the palm of his hand, and turned it around in his hand.

"Where's the computer?" Baisu chewed the words, "Ah... so there are other 'people' here."

No one would say otherwise, but what is certain is that Baisu was a little unhappy.

The only thing that attracted him in the entire haunted house was the camera in his hand and the computer connected to it.

Baisu originally thought that the computer would not be able to escape even here, so he stayed upstairs for a while longer.

Who knew that after spending this amount of time with that child, someone would have moved the computer away.

The scope of his escape was limited to this haunted house, so he probably didn't escape far, but this just made Baisu unhappy.

This is his prey.

It's like someone stroked a tiger's beard and touched it, making the predator serious.

"interesting."

The humans heard these two words coming from ahead, and then the black-haired youth walked up.

Baisu came to the center of the living room and stared at the few remaining wires.Then he turned his head to look at the kitchen.

The door of the kitchen that seems to be fixed with the space is slowly opening.

In an instant, the liquid accumulated in the "tank" had a water outlet, and rushed out all at once.

"Don't stand on the ground."

The human being heard this sentence, and then the burly man hurriedly sent himself and the female companion on his back to the sofa in the living room.

He really couldn't climb anywhere else, and the sofa was the closest furniture a human with weak legs could find.

From the perspective of the burly man, the amount of liquid accumulated in the kitchen is huge, even standing on the sofa is not safe enough, in case of being stained with the ominous red liquid... The human stared blankly ahead.

Tell him to find a black-haired young man standing on a high place and stay where he is, neither dodging nor dodging, letting the liquid brush past his feet and submerge his ankles.

The red color that should have continued to climb up was stagnant, and the sloshing liquid turned a few times, but the water level dropped instead.

Even humans have observed this, and the surging water level is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The male body floating in the kitchen also slid to the ground, along with a mobile phone.

Before the floor was completely drained, the water-soaked communication equipment rushed to Baisu's feet.

The phone, which had been soaked for more than an hour, had a black screen, and it was obvious that it could no longer be turned on.

But under such preconditions, the phone rang.

Not from somewhere in the villa, but from around the feet.

The mobile phone with a black screen completed the whole process from booting up to ringing in an instant, and it took less than three seconds.

The ringtone of the mobile phone was extremely piercing in the middle of the night, and both the people in the villa and the audience in the live broadcast room heard it.

What is even more concerning is... Baisu picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID on it.

On the caller ID, the word "Mom" was written.

(End of this chapter)