Chapter 275 |
As Wang Shun was working furiously on his pre-season team profile, the door to his office slammed open and a disfigured figure wrapped in a mess of wire mesh and handcuffs stumbled a few steps before reluctantly collapsing onto the couch directly opposite Wang Shun, startling him.
The barely humanoid mass slowly raised a trembling hand, from which hung at least eight or nine handcuffs and three or four layers of wire mesh, in a weak voice: “…… It’s me, Mu Sicheng.”
Wang Shun exclaimed, “What’s……going on with you?”
“Unfortunately, I met a nosy person.” Mu Sicheng struggled to pick at the wire mesh that hung all over his face.
But the wire mesh was strangely elastic and sticky. Not only was it not pulled off by Mu Sicheng, it bounced back with a snap. He sounded more and more depressed: “…… It was that Armand from Golden Dawn that developed this thief-catching thing against me. “
“So he’s the one who did this to you?” Wang Shun said as he buried his head in the pile of information to find out about Armand.
Wang Shun pushed up his glasses, glanced at the information and said, “You’re not to blame for falling into his hands, he was a member of a special organisation, responsible for the custody of some valuable and dangerous items. He had reached the position of deputy captain at a young age. “
Wang Shun looks at Mu Sicheng: “- He is said to specialise in thievery.”
Mu Sicheng snorted disdainfully, “I’ve seen a lot of goods that are said to specialise in thievery and not many of them can stand up to me.”
Mu Sicheng noticed Wang Shun’s gesture and became increasingly irritated, shrugging off the handcuffs hanging from his arms, his expression unusually gloomy.
“It’s not the same.” Mu Sicheng said, frowning, “This Armand gives me the feeling that he knows me particularly well.”
“He knows my attacking habits, methods, where each attacking skill connects, and used it to hold me back in advance. This Armand even knows something -” Mu Sicheng paused, “-something that only I know, that I haven’t told anyone.”
“It’s like, he’s known me for a long time and knows me better than I know myself……”
Mu Sicheng became more and more irritable as he frantically pulled the wire mesh from his hair: “Damn, the thought of having to play against someone like that just makes me explode with displeasure!!!”
At this point, Mu Sicheng turned his head to Wang Shun, “Don’t use your [Know-it-all] skill on me at this time!”
Wang Shun held up his hands to show he didn’t have a pen and paper in hand and said helplessly, “I wouldn’t do that to my own teammates.”
Mu Sicheng gave Wang Shun a subtle half-hearted stare, then sat with his legs spread, hands on the back of the sofa, chin on the back of his hand, “Hey, Wang Shun, do you know if anyone has a skill for spying on people’s memories? Like you, for example.”
He recalled with a quirked brow, “This Armand guy told me he hadn’t seen me in ages when he met me. If I hadn’t remembered that I had only met him once myself, I would have been fooled by him.”
Wang Shun hesitated for a moment, “Not as far as I know of the players.”
Although there were props that could be used to achieve a shared memory type effect, and he remembered that the Deer Hunter had one, it was not the same as the type of voyeurism that Mu Sicheng was talking about.
“Tch.” Mu Sicheng stood up and waved his hand impatiently, “Then you’re useless.”
He turned to leave, but before he could take two steps he tripped over the ankle cuffs and the wire mesh he had tangled together. He fell straight to his knees in the doorway, and then, angry at the pile of cuffs, pointed at them and cursed.
Wang Shun behind him: “……”
He held his forehead and sighed, “Just sit properly on the couch and get this pile off you first.”
Wang Shun found a pair of scissors and pliers but could only fix the wire mesh, the handcuffs wouldn’t come off. Finally he sighed, “We’ll just have to wait for Bai Liu to come back, he has the magma for forging weapons on him, he might be able to refine this thing of yours straight away.”
Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and was about to explode, but someone else screamed out faster than he could.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Du Sanying’s eyes turned into wavy sun eggs as he rushed into Wang Shun’s office, dragging Mu Ke, whose head was dangling and covered in blood, “Help…!”
Wang Shun got two scares in one day: “What’s wrong again?!”
Du Sanying pointed wildly at Mu Ke, frightened to the point of incoherence: “He, he met a madman who shot at him with a gun, but I had full luck and the madman couldn’t hit us both!”
Wang Shun wondered, “Why did Mu Ke turn out like this when he didn’t hit either of you?”
Du Sanying finally broke down when he said this, squealing like a groundhog with his hands spread out, “-the man found out he couldn’t snipe us with a gun and said something like [since he chose you to be by his side, you exist behind him for now as a fake with my memories. One day I will take this place from you that belongs to me].”
“Then he used some particularly strange prop on Mu Ke, said he had placed his memories in Mu Ke’s head, and left.”
“Mu Ke went crazy after using that prop, he slashed and killed so many monsters with his knife before he regained some sanity and was willing to come out of the game with me, but once he was out of the game he passed out.”
Du Sanying with tears in his eyes: “…… Mu Ke looked so scary in the game ……”
“The game pool can be exited at any time.” Mu Sicheng gave Mu Ke, who was lying on the ground, a sidelong glance and went up to help him up by pulling the ankle cuffs on his legs, “Why did Mu Ke have to stay there and spend time with a madman?”
“Mu Ke stayed for a reason.” Du Sanying swallowed and explained in a whisper, “Because the man said he was Bai Liu’s son…..”
Mu Sicheng: “……”
Wang Shun drew a cold breath.
Mu Sicheng broke down: “?!?!? What the hell?!”
In-game.
Bai Liu, unaware that he has a son, was sitting on the bed, watching expressionlessly as Spades, sitting on the floor, dressed his wound, rubbing his fingers over the muzzle of the gun in his arms.
…… The man bled out so much, but nothing happened at all and he recovered quickly.
Spades straightened his back and frowned – he sensed an unpleasant murderous aura.
From Bai Liu’s point of view, Spades’ waist and back were lean and firm, but not bulging with muscle, attached to the frame in a well-proportioned, powerful layer, which flows tautly beneath the cold white skin as he lifted his arms and turned his back in the act of wrapping, a fluid beauty.
Spades seemed to notice Bai Liu’s gaze and gave him a questioning look.
Bai Liu averted his gaze imperceptibly, paused in his muzzle fondling and said abruptly, “You’re in good shape, no wonder you’re so popular.”
Spades slowly: “?”
He didn’t quite understand the connection, but Spades was acutely aware that Bai Liu was not in a good mood right now.
Spades then chose to agree with Bai Liu in order to avoid further conflict, nodding his head and saying “oh” for the sake of convincing.
Bai Liu’s gaze became subtly mischievous again as he smiled, “So that’s how Mr Spades, who was number one last year, got to the top. I’m really ignorant.”
Spades: “……”
He felt he had answered wrong.
Before Spades was ready to open his mouth again to answer the question, there was a slight shaking sound from the jungle outside.
Spades gathered all his props in an instant, and with a glare, the whip was flung out and rolled back. In the blink of an eye he had Bai Liu circled in his arms, ducking under the bed with a swift movement, and pulling two medical boxes in front of him to block anyone outside from finding him.
“My teammates are here.” Spades hugged, or rather clamped, Bai Liu’s waist from behind, “If they find out I’m suspected of hurting you again, I’ll be punished again.”
With blood stains on the floor and clear signs of a confrontation in the room, Spades would have been 100% convicted as the “guilty party”, given his usual style and history.
“Sorry, cooperate with me for now.” Spades trapped Bai Liu in his arms.
This guy didn’t wear any clothes in a hurry and was holding Bai Liu while naked.
In other words, Spade’s entire upper body was pressed against Bai Liu’s back, which was soaked by the hot and humid jungle dew. His abdominal and chest muscles were tough yet soft and pressed against Bai Liu’s shoulder blades and spine.
Spades, who was not at all self-conscious, seemed to be afraid that Bai Liu would break away from him and was still hugging him, with his thighs inserted between Bai Liu’s legs.
This distance was really too close. Ever since Bai Liu slept with Xie Ta in the orphanage, he hadn’t been in such close contact with this guy’s body for ten years.
Totally different texture from when I was a kid, feel like his body has grown so much, so aggressive ……
Bai Liu leaned forward with his neck, trying to pull away from Spades, breathing heavily: “…… I’m not going to run, let go a little.”
“I don’t believe you.” Spades’ voice is calm, his palm sliding upwards from the nape of Bai Liu’s neck down the knot of his throat, catching Bai Liu’s jaw and pushing it into his own shoulder, pressing it impermeably against his own body – as if he feels he has to do this to keep Bai Liu under control.
“You’re smart enough to use any little prop to escape someone’s control.” Spades’ eyes were serious and his hands were pressed against Bai Liu, but his tone was firm without the slightest hint of desire, “I’ve seen your videos, you might hide a prop somewhere in your body to try and defy me.”
Spades doesn’t want to be found in a game where he’s with a difficult tactician, which could make the game a lot more problematic.
Bai Liu had no intention of escaping, but when Spades restrained him so violently, Bai Liu subconsciously resisted. The man was so strong that Bai Liu struggled several times without moving out of his embrace, and now his eyes were red.
He was breathing heavily, his voice was muffled, but was laced with laughter: “If I wanted to hide something, ……” could you find where I was hiding it?
Bai Liu hadn’t finished his sentence, but Spades behind him clearly misunderstood. He hesitated for a moment, and then said a polite apology – a social etiquette taught to him by the Judge, to apologise when doing something wrong.
But when Spades was taught, the Judge probably didn’t expect Spades to draw inferences from one instance to another, and apologise while doing something wrong.
For example, now.
Spade put his hand into Bai Liu’s soaked shirt without hesitation. Bai Liu’s pupils shrank and he couldn’t help but tremble as he threw a harsh elbow back at him. Spade reacted quickly, holding Bai Liu’s elbow and pressing down. Unmoved, he continued to explore inside his clothes.
He has absolute power and speed over Bai Liu, and at such a close distance, it was difficult for Bai Liu to resist when Spades tried to do something to him.
Spades had a thin layer of calluses on his palms, as if he had been holding a whip for years.
Bai Liu arched his back, his skin flushed after being rubbed against these calluses, and he gasped as he lowered his head, his thin shoulder blades shaking.
Spades finally finished his examination and looked at Bai Liu, curled up in a ball in his arms, and out of some kind of weakness added, “Sorry.”
Bai Liu’s head was bowed and he did not answer, his breathing was ragged and fast. Spades could hear Bai Liu’s rapid heartbeat and could sense a peculiar emotion in Bai Liu – as if he was angry, but more than that……
“Are you still angry about what happened before?” Spades tried to placate a speechless Bai Liu, who chose another answer, “I’m out of shape.”
Bai Liu was silent for a long time and Spades thought he would give him a shot.
But Bai Liu just waited until his breathing calmed down and gave a meaningful chuckle, “No, you’re in great shape.”
“I love it.”
EN1: shoutout to my boy bai liu for being able to deal with spades…i would have shot him a few more times out of annoyance
EN2: spades rizz….
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<time datetime="2023-11-15T02:16:23+04:00">November 15, 2023</time>
spades you scoundrel… feeling up a single father behind some crates on the floor… smh my head 😩😩
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