The Old Man Was Guarding Their Comrades

The atmosphere in the live stream suddenly turned exceptionally cold!

Even though they were watching through screens, everyone felt the suffocating fear!

Brother Play...

He was dead!

Definitely dead!

Seeing the continuous gushing of blood, they knew there was no saving him!

Everyone could see it clearly. The phone's camera was eerily capturing the scene.

Brother Play slipped because he stepped on a wet beer bottle on the stone monument.

When he slid down, his neck directly hit a shattered beer bottle!

The rest was the frozen image at the moment...

The camera didn't capture Brother Play's entire body, only a part.

And it was the most horrifying part...

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly.

The live stream finally exploded!

"Oh d*mn! He's really killed!"

"I... I... you... f*ck, I... I..."

"Brother Dao... I was wrong, I shouldn't have insulted you. I'm nothing. Just ignore me."