Wang Shun was trying to sort out the team information for the preseason. The door of his office was slammed open. An unhuman-shaped object wrapped in a mess of steel wire netting and handcuffs staggered a few steps and fell barely on Wang Shun's face. On the sofa of Wang Shun, Wang Shun jumped.
This group of objects that can barely be called a humanoid slowly raised a trembling hand, at least a handcuffs and three or four layers of steel wire mesh were hung on it, and the voice was sad: "...It's me, Mu Sicheng." "
Wang Shun said in shock: "What is your situation?"
"Unfortunately, I met a nosy person." Mu Sicheng struggled to pull the steel mesh with his face all over him.
But the wire mesh was bizarrely elastic and sticky. Not only did it not get picked off by Mu Sicheng, it snapped and bounced back. His tone became more and more gloomy: "... It’s the Armand of the Golden Dawn who developed this for me. Catch the thief's stuff."
"So you were made like this by him?" Wang Shun said while digging through the data pile to find out information about Armand.
Wang Shun pushed his glasses and glanced at the contents of the information, and suddenly said: "—You are really not complaining about being planted in his hands. He is a member of a special organization and is responsible for keeping some valuable and dangerous items. Achieved the position of deputy captain."
Wang Shun looked at Mu Sicheng: "-It is said that he specializes in thieves."
Mu Sicheng sneered disdainfully: "It is said that I have seen a lot of goods specializing in thieves, and there are few that can do anything to me."
Wang Shun motioned with his eyes to let Mu Sicheng look at his "decoration" before speaking.
Mu Sicheng noticed Wang Shun's gesture, and couldn't help becoming more irritable. He shook the handcuffs hanging on both sides of his arm, his expression was rarely gloomy.
"It's not the same." Mu Sicheng said, frowning, "This Armand gives me a feeling of understanding me in particular."
"He knows my offensive habits, methods, and the connection points between each offensive skill, and uses this to contain me in advance. This Armand even knows some—" Mu Sicheng paused, "—only I know. Nothing to tell anyone."
"It's like, he has known me for a long time, knowing myself better than I do..."
Mu Sicheng became more irritable, and he frantically pulled the wire mesh on his hair: "Damn, when I thought of rivaling this kind of person, I was so upset that it exploded!!"
Speaking of this, Mu Sicheng turned his head to look at Wang Shun alertly: "You are not allowed to use your [Master Skills] skills on me at this time!"
Wang Shun raised his hands to indicate that he had no pen and paper in his hand, and said helplessly: "I won't do this to my teammates."
Mu Sicheng stared at Wang Shun delicately for a while, then sat with his legs spread out, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and his chin on the back of his hands: "Hey, Wang Shun, do you know if anyone can peek at someone's memory of this skill? ? Like you."
He twisted his eyebrows and recalled: "This man named Armand told me that he hadn't seen him for a long time when he saw me. If it weren't for me to remember that I only met him once, I would really have been bluffed by him."
Wang Shun hesitated for a while: "As far as I know, there are no players."
Although there is a kind of props that can achieve the type of shared memory effect, he remembers that the deer hunter has one, but it is still different from the voyeuristic type that Mu Sicheng said.
"Tsk." Mu Sicheng stood up and waved impatiently, "Then you are useless."
After speaking, I turned around and left, but I stumbled on the shackles on my ankles and the wire mesh that were tangled together within two steps. I knelt directly at the door, then got angry with the pile of shackles and pointed at them. Yelled.
Wang Shun behind: "..."
He held his forehead and sighed, "Sit down on the sofa and get this pile of things off you."
Wang Shun found a pair of scissors and pliers, but they can only solve the problem of the wire mesh. The handcuffs can't be removed. Finally, he sighed, "I can only wait for Bai Liu to come back. He has magma for forging weapons. Maybe Can directly refine your thing."
Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and was about to explode, but someone roared out faster than him.
"Ahhh!!" Du Sanying's eyes cried and turned into wavy sun eggs. He dragged Mu Ke with his head down and covered in blood and rushed into Wang Shun's office, "Help!!"
Wang Shun was frightened twice in one day: "What's wrong?!"
Du Sanying madly pointed at Mu Ke helplessly, shocked to the point of incoherent speech: "He, he met a madman and shot him with a gun, but I was very lucky, and that madman couldn't hit the two of us!"
Wang Shun wondered: "Why did Mu Ke become like this without hitting the two of you?"
When Du Sanying said this, he finally collapsed. He was like a groundhog screaming: "—The man found out that he could not shoot with a gun, so he said something [Since he chose you to stay by his side , Then you temporarily exist behind him as a counterfeit with my memory, one day I will take this place that belongs to me from you]."
"Then he used a very strange prop to Mu Ke, saying that he had put his memory in Mu Ke's mind, and he left."
"After Mu Ke was used with that item, he went crazy. He hacked a lot of monsters with a knife before regaining some sanity. He was willing to come out of the game with me, but he fell into a coma as soon as he got out of the game."
Du Sanying's eyes were full of tears: "... Mu Ke looks so scary in the game..."
"The game pool can exit the game in time." Mu Sicheng squinted at Mu Ke who was lying on the ground, pulled up the shackles on his legs and helped him up, "Why must Mu Ke stay there with a madman? Consumption?"
"Muke stayed there for a reason." Du Sanying swallowed and explained in a low voice, "Because that person said that he is Bai Liu's son..."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Wang Shun gasped.
Mu Sicheng collapsed: "?!? What?!"
In the game.
Bai Liu, who didn't know that he had an extra son, was sitting on the bed, blankly watching the spades sitting on the floor bandaging his wounds, and rubbing the gun in his arms with his fingertips. mouth.
… This person had so much blood, but nothing happened, and he recovered quickly.
The spades straightened their backs and frowned—he felt an unpleasant murderous aura.
He is naked/exposed with his upper body wrapped around the gunshot wound. From Bai Liu’s perspective, the spades’ waist, abdomen and back are sharp and strong, but the muscles are not bulging. At the waist, the muscles stretched and flowed under the cold white skin, giving it a smooth beauty.
Spades seemed to perceive Bai Liu's gaze and cast him a questioning look.
Bai Liu looked away impenetrably, rubbing the muzzle stopped, and said abruptly: "You are in good shape, no wonder you are so popular."
Spades slowly: "?"
He didn't quite understand the relationship between the two, but Spades keenly realized that Bai Liu's mood didn't seem to be very good now.
So in order to avoid conflict again, Spades chose to agree with Bai Liu's point of view, and in order to strengthen the persuasiveness, he also nodded "Oh".
Bai Liu's gaze became subtle again, and he smiled: "It turns out that Mr. Spades who was number one last year really relies on such a channel to get the position, but I am really ignorant."
Spades: "..."
He felt that he had answered the wrong question.
Before the spades were ready to answer the question again, there was a slight shaking from the jungle outside.
The spades gathered all the props in an instant, his gaze flicked, and the whip rolled back. In the blink of an eye, he circled the white willow in his arms, hid under the bed in a thunderous manner, and pulled two medicines. The box stood in front to prevent people from discovering it.
"My teammate is here." Spades embraced from behind, or pinched Bai Liu's waist. "If they find that I am suspected of hurting you again, I will be punished again."
There are still blood stains on the ground, and the signs of conflict in the room are also obvious. Between the usual style of spades and the dark history, he will be judged 100% as a "criminal party."
"Sorry, please cooperate with me temporarily." Spades trapped Bai Willow in his arms.
This guy didn't wear clothes in a hurry, it was Bai Liu who was naked/held.
In other words, the entire upper body of Spades is attached to Bai Willow's back soaked in the hot and humid jungle dew, and the abdominal and pectoral muscles are firmly and softly attached to Bai Willow's shoulder blades and spine.
But the guy in Spades didn't have any consciousness at all. It seemed that he was afraid that Bai Liu would break away from him, and he was still holding it in, with his thighs stuck between Bai Liu's legs.
This distance is too close. Since Bai Liu slept with Sheta in the orphanage, he has not been in such close contact with this guy's body for ten years.
The texture is completely different from when I was a child, and I feel that my body has grown a lot, so aggressive...
Bai Liu leaned his neck forward, trying to distance himself from the spades, breathing quickly: "...I won't run, let go of your hand."
"I don't believe you." Spades' voice was calm, and his palms slid up from Bai Liu's neck down the Adam's apple, jammed Bai Liu's chin and pressed back, pressed against his shoulders, airtight and his own. The bodies were pressed together—he seemed to think that this was necessary to control Bai Liu.
"You are very smart, you can use any small prop to escape the control of others." Spades put their fingers into Bai Liu's mouth and patrol like a routine check, but his tone is serious without any desire, "I have seen you In the video, you might hide props under your tongue to try to resist me."
Bai Liu had no intention to escape, but now he was forced to turn his eyes red. He arched his waist and sneered, with a smile in his voice: "Am I only hiding things under my tongue? If I want to escape..." Can you keep me trapped.
He was not finished, but the spades behind him would obviously be wrong. He hesitated for a moment and then said apologetically-this is a social etiquette that teaches him against the gods, and he must apologize when doing things that are sorry for others. .
But when I was antagonistic, I didn't expect the spades to learn from other things, usually apologizing and doing things that are sorry for others.
Like now.
Spades did not hesitate to reach into Bai Liu's soaking shirt. Bai Liu's pupils shrank and couldn't help but tremble. The backhand was an elbow blow. Spades responded quickly. He held Bai Liu's elbow and pressed down. Continue to explore inside unmoved.
He has the absolute strength and speed to suppress Bai Liu. At such a close distance, when Spades wants to do to Bai Liu, Bai Liu finds it difficult to resist.
The palm of the spade has a thin cocoon, like a whip held for many years.
Bai Liu bowed his body, his skin turned red after being rubbed by this layer of cocoon, he lowered his head and panted, his thin shoulder blades were shaking.
The spades were finally checked. He looked at the white willow curled up in his arms, and out of a certain guilty conscience, he said: "Sorry."
Bai Liu lowered his head and did not answer, his breathing was heavy and rapid. Spades could hear Bai Liu's fast heartbeat, and he could perceive a strange emotion in Bai Liu's body—it seemed to be angry, but more than that...
"Are you still angry about what happened before?" Spades tried to appease the silent Bai Willow. He chose another answer, "I'm not in shape."
Bai Liu was silent for a long time, and Spades thought he would shoot him.
But Bai Liu just waited until his breathing calmed down, and chuckled unexplainably, "No, you are in good shape."
"I love so much."