A rusty iron pipe hit my eye socket, and blood trickled down my cheek.
I didn't hide.
It's not that I can't hide, it's that I don't want to hide. Because after receiving this blow, the broken voice in my head rang.
"Ding, it's detected that the host has suffered physical humiliation, which offsets the first level of natural disaster and increases combat power by +500. Host, your dog-eating posture is really standard, keep it up."
I grinned, blood oozing from between my teeth, looking like a fool.
Lin Jie across from me was stunned for half a second, and then kicked me in the chest: "How dare you laugh, you loser? Damn it, you can't even clean the toilet, how can you still have the nerve to smile?"
I stumbled back a few steps and knocked over the trash can at the door. The leftovers poured all over me.
Behind him came the laughter of his cunning friends.
