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Tang Erda was tortured so much that the light in his eyes gradually faded.

Originally, he was supposed to undergo a bone-setting procedure, but the bone-setting teacher said that Tang Erda's bones were already in a straight position and there was no need to do any more because it would overcorrect. So Mu Ke gave up with regret - he heard that this procedure was also very painful.

In order to save time, Mu Ke requested that many things be done simultaneously as much as possible. For example, while doing the hair, Tang Erda was also trimming his eyebrows and stretching his facial muscles.

The one who trimmed Tang Erda's eyebrows was a petite male makeup artist with delicate features. In order to accommodate Tang Erda's lying-down posture with his hair done, he almost half-straddled Tang Erda as he trimmed his eyebrows. His face became redder and redder as he trimmed, and in the end he couldn't hold the eyebrow trimmer steadily. His eyes kept glancing at Tang Erda's chest and abdominal muscles, and his eyebrow trimming speed became slower and slower.

Captain Tang, who was lying down, knew nothing about this. He was washing his hair with his eyes closed.

Tang Erda, who has devoted all his life to games and working in the Heresy Bureau, was unaware that these places might be high-incidence areas for gays. He still believed that people who like men are a very small minority, and he did not realize that a gay man was around him.

Bai Liu, who was sitting on the sofa nearby and casually flipping through a magazine, caught sight of this scene and smiled slightly.

Liu Jiayi, who was wearing goggles, noticed Bai Liu's subtle expression. He followed his gaze and couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth twice.

Bai Liu put down the magazine, gracefully stood up and sat next to Tang Erda, then raised her eyes and glanced at the male makeup artist indifferently.

As if sensing some kind of warning in Bai Liu's eyes, the male makeup artist hurriedly sped up the eyebrow trimming process and ran away in a panic after finishing.

Liu Jiayi followed and couldn't help but stick close to Bai Liu and complained in a low voice: "Why did you come here to claim your sovereignty and protect him? Isn't it better to let this big fool be bullied more?"

Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda who had just finished washing his hair and sat up, then leaned over and spoke in a low voice: "I don't like seeing my private property being taken advantage of by others."

"Especially when this behavior does not bring me any greater benefit."

Bai Liu raised his hand and touched Liu Jiayi's head soothingly: "If you were bullied by someone, I would also be very angry."

Liu Jiayi held back all the words in her mind and turned her face away from Bai Liu - she was actually a little depressed because of Bai Liu's attitude towards Tang Erda.

This man had shot her once, and she still remembered it.

"What if I want to bully him?" Liu Jiayi asked fiercely.

Bai Liu smiled: "It's up to you. I don't mind my assets being swallowed up by each other, as long as you don't hurt each other too much and reduce the total value of my assets."

Liu Jiayi felt relieved now. She looked up at Tang Er, rubbing his hands and preparing to find a place to strike. However, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Tang Er hitting her from the front.

Bai Liu raised an eyebrow and leaned close to Liu Jiayi's ear to whisper a request: "When bullying him, try not to hurt his face. It looks worth it."

Tang Erda had been thoroughly taken care of. He now stood up uncomfortably, touching the back of his neck here and his chin there, then looked at Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu who remained silent, feeling more and more awkward.

He pursed his lips and forced himself to put on a captain's majestic posture: "I said that all these are useless to me and will not increase the appeal to the audience..."

"No." Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda with a lingering look, and the faint smile on his face deepened. "At least from an aesthetic point of view, you are more attractive to me."

The makeup artist just now trimmed Tang Erda's eyebrows very low and simply trimmed the hair on both sides of his head, which made Tang Erda's clear-cut face and the pair of dark blue eyes that could not conceal their aggressiveness stand out.

He has sharp bones, a stern expression on his face, a tall stature, broad shoulders and a tight waist. He is always in a posture ready to strike, which makes him look indescribably dangerous and ascetic.

Liu Jiayi circled around Tang Er, and then had to admit in frustration - this guy was the type that the audience would like in terms of appearance.

Tang Erda was able to fight his way out of a group of star players and obtain the [Golden Medal of Immunity], in addition to his own strong strength, the superior external conditions also gave him a lot of help.

Of course he himself did not notice this.

In other words, Tang Erda himself did not have a clear understanding of the appearance of humans because he had been mixed with heretical monsters for a long time.

He felt that he was average looking and that Su Yang's gentle and friendly appearance was more attractive.

Captain Tang, who was not familiar with the aesthetic diversity of today's human society, saw Bai Liu praising him with a smile. His first reaction was that this person was being naughty and teasing him again.

Captain Tang became more and more uncomfortable, his eyebrows were lowered, and his expression even showed a bit of coldness. He raised his hand to mess up his newly done hairstyle: "It's useless to say it! Don't use this kind of force on me!"

Seeing that Tang Erda was about to ruin his look, the makeup artist next to him screamed in panic and hung on Tang Erda's arm, shouting in a broken voice: "I don't allow you to insult yourself like this! Look very handsome, okay! If you choose two nice sets of clothes to wear out, the scouts who are looking for you will line up at the door of my store!"

"If you debut..." He restrained himself and stroked Tang Er's muscular arm, his face flushed, "I will definitely be your wife fan."

what is it???

Tang Er, who had only heard of wife cakes but never heard of wife powder, pulled his arm away from the makeup artist with a puzzled look.

Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "Go and pick out two sets of clothes that suit him."

"Is a custom-made store okay?" Mu Ke asked, "I have two relatively familiar custom-made clothing stores. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to buy clothes in a regular store with his size."

"Okay." Bai Liu raised his phone, "I'll let Mu Sicheng know that we've changed places."

Inside a custom made clothing store.

The store's doorplate was a string of French that Bai Liu couldn't understand, and most of the people working inside were foreigners, but Mu Ke could communicate with them in fluent French, so Bai Liu just left it alone and sat aside to watch the show.

I have to say that Mu Ke is really far-sighted. Tang Erda was measured by the tailor to be 1.92 meters tall. It is indeed difficult to choose men's clothing suitable for this guy except in sports stores.

Even in the clothing store, Tang Erda's clothes were not easy to choose. The bearded tailor waved his hand awkwardly to Mu Ke, who seemed to insist on measuring the complete body circumference before making a conclusion.

So Tang Erda was called into a room behind a white cloth curtain, took off his shirt and had his measurements measured. Bai Liu and Mu Ke followed him in to help him choose clothes as reference.

Liu Jiayi was forced to stay outside.

At this time Mu Sicheng also came. After learning the whole story from Liu Jiayi, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and went in with a malicious smile on his face.

Is there a better time than now to take revenge on that idiot Captain Tang?!

When he sees the naked Tang Erda, he will definitely humiliate his figure and say that he doesn't look good in anything he wears!

With that sloppy look of having slept on the street for half a year, how can a mere Tang Erda be considered a handsome guy?

Mu Sicheng absolutely didn't believe it, at least he didn't believe that Tang Erda could be more handsome than the young and beautiful him, so he simply tidied his hair, lifted the curtain with a proud look, and strode in.

Tang Erda, with his upper body naked, opened his eyelids and looked over unkindly.

His old uniform was stripped off and piled up at his waist. From his chest to his back, there were old scars of varying sizes, as well as many gunshot wounds. His muscles were completely tense because they had lost their protective layer, stretching all the way from his spine to the center of his lower back. The smooth, undulating curves had an incredible sense of power.

With neat short hair and a clear and clean face, he stared at the person who opened the curtain with his unavoidably aggressive dark blue eyes. After confirming that this person was a harmless teammate, he turned his face away coldly and stretched out his hand to have the tailor measure the length of his hand.

These obvious scars frightened the tailor who was measuring Tang Er's clothes. He measured him very carefully and didn't even dare to breathe.

Mu Sicheng lowered the curtain expressionlessly, then raised his head and beat his chest silently and howled for a second or two.

He lost in one encounter!! Damn!! He looks so cool!! Great body!!

Mu Sicheng hesitated for two seconds, gritted his teeth, and refusing to admit defeat, he took off his sports jacket again and prepared to go in wearing only a T-shirt.

Damn, he’s a sports guy and his figure isn’t that bad!

Liu Jiayi, who saw through everything, showed pity in her eyes: "You can't beat Tang Er. His chest muscles are bigger than yours. I estimate that his chest circumference should be more than 110."

At the same time, Mu Ke's suppressed voice of confirmation came from behind the curtain: "Chest circumference is 115, is that so much? Are you sure that this is a normal chest circumference and there is no problem of overdevelopment?"

The tailor replied in broken Chinese: "Very, standard, prefect!"

Mu Ke, whose chest circumference is only over 90 cm: "..."

Mu Sicheng, whose chest circumference is less than 110 cm: "..."

Lose, lose!

Mu Sicheng silently put on the sports jacket he had taken off and zipped up the zipper which had been open all the time to prevent his upper body from being exposed and compared. He adjusted his expression before lifting the curtain again and walking in.

Tang Erda was getting dressed. He was not used to having others approach him without any defense. So after being pressed on the head by Bai Liu and forced to measure, his face looked very unhappy and his tone became heavy: "Do you want to continue measuring?"

"No!" The tailor waved his hands excitedly. He used hand gestures to compare the shape of Tang Erda's chest, waist, abdomen, and buttocks. He gave him a thumbs up and praised him in English with a strange accent, "——beautiful!"

Tang Erda distanced himself from the tailor with a tense look on his face.

On the other hand, Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke beside them had unconcealable jealousy on their faces. They stared at Tang Erda's chest for a long while, then looked down at their own chest dejectedly.

Mu Sicheng even raised his hand to compare his chest, and then compared it again after it had expanded by about 5 centimeters. He felt even more sad and angry. He was so cool and handsome, but his chest was so big. He should have shown it earlier! He kept it hidden only to humiliate me now!

After measuring Tang Erda's circumference, the tailor said a few words to Mu Ke, then stood with his chin in his hand and examined Tang Erda, which gave Tang Erda goosebumps.

Mu Ke translated for Bai Liu: "He just asked me about Tang Erda's occupation. Generally speaking, apart from models, few people have such standard measurements at this height. I explained that Tang Erda had received professional military training, but has now retired."

"So he recommended some uniforms to us," Mu Ke explained. "Real military and police uniforms have strict regulations and cannot be worn casually, but there are some clothes with relevant patterns that we can try."

As he was speaking, the tailor took down a dark grey uniform coat from the hanger and handed it to Tang Erda, asking him to take it in and try it on.

After a minute or two, Tang Er came out after putting on his clothes.

His shoulders were very broad, which held up the narrow, straight shirt underneath very well.

Compared to Bai Liu's office worker-style shirt, this shirt looks more slim-fitting. Above the chest is a black double-breasted vest, and there are black shoulder straps on the shoulders, which expand from behind the shoulder blades down to the abdomen and all the way to the lower back.

The pants are relatively wide in the waist and abdomen, but very tight, hugging the hips and fitting closely, with a dark leather pistol holster clipped to the back waist.

The tailor nodded with satisfaction and turned to say a few words to Mu Ke.

Mu Ke translated: "He said that this uniform was based on the FBI style, and it is very suitable for people like Tang Erda who have been trained and have a standard body shape."

Tang Erda was still adjusting his collar. He seemed not to be used to the clothes that wrapped him too tightly, and his brows were furrowed.

"How is it?" Bai Liu asked, "Will wearing this outfit affect your operation?"

Tang Er hesitated for two seconds, raised his arm and moved it, then answered honestly: "No."

"Then this one." Bai Liu decided, "Pack it up and continue buying other things."

Forty-seven minutes later,

After buying accessories such as tie clips, leather shoes, socks, etc., Tang Erda was holding bags of various sizes and standing in Bai Liu's small rental house with a sullen face. He frowned and raised his hand to unbutton two buttons of his shirt - it was too tight and he was not used to this dress.

Bai Liu in the room was calling her leader: "Well, Mu Ke is here with me, come pick him up."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Liu called Xiang Chunhua and his wife: "Jiayi is here with me, come and pick her up."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng: "Can you go back by yourself?"

Mu Sicheng nodded.

After sorting out the whereabouts of all the team members, Bai Liu turned to face them and said, "Because we are fortunate to have the strong support of Captain Tang, registration is no longer a problem, and we also have more time to plan properly."

Bai Liu's eyes met with Tang Er who was standing at the end. "Captain Tang told me that in addition to training, the team members' rest is equally important. It's almost eleven o'clock now. Go back and rest for the afternoon, tidy up your appearance, and gather at the hot pot restaurant near my house at 5:30 pm. I will treat everyone to a hot pot meal. Log in to the game at 6:30 to officially start the league training. Do you have any opinions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"OK." Bai Liu nodded and was about to continue speaking when his doorbell rang.

Tang Er, who was standing at the end, turned around to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he startled the leader who had rushed in frantically after receiving a phone call.

Tang Er's hair was too high, but that was secondary. His uniform looked messy because he had messed it up here and there, and his freshly done hairstyle was messed up because he was uncomfortable, so he had to wash it.

A few scars from the knife cuts could be seen through the open neckline, and the body exuded the smell of shampoo as if she had just taken a shower (actually, she was washing her hair), and water was dripping down the ends of her hair.

—looked extremely wild, as if he had just rolled around in bed.

Because Bai Liu was still explaining something inside, Tang Er blocked the leader outside the door and looked down at him: "What's the matter?"

The leader huddled up in fear and looked up at him. Tang Erda's overwhelming aura made him stutter as he spoke: "I, I'm here to look for Mu Ke."

"Wait a little longer." Tang Erda said, "Bai Liu is still in there, explaining things to him..."

The leader interrupted Tang Erda incredulously and blurted out: "Bai Liu hasn't finished yet?! Didn't you finish with Bai Liu?"

——You are such a grown up, and you haven't finished with Bai Liu? !

Although this statement sounded a bit strange, Tang Erda couldn't tell what was wrong with it. He just frowned and explained: "Bai Liu only dealt with me, but not the other two."

Liu Jiayi can basically handle her own affairs, so Bai Liu doesn't have to worry about it.

The leader was dizzy and had to hold on to the wall to steady himself. He asked in a trembling voice, "Inside, Bai Liu was still dealing with the other two people in front of you?!"

Is this something a human being would do?!

Let one of his lovers come out to help him receive guests while he continues to deal with other people inside? !

Tang Er frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

The leader was shaken by Tang Er's question and managed to stand steady. He glanced at the scar on Tang Er's collar and asked in a mysterious way, "These wounds on your body, weren't they caused by Bai Liu?"

Tang Erda's expression changed, and he quickly tightened his collar, grabbed the leader's hands and handcuffed them, pushed the leader against the wall, and asked him coldly: "How do you know?! You have played games too?!"

"I won't play this dirty and evil game with Bai Liu!" the leader roared angrily, "Let me go!"

Are the jealousy of Bai Liu's group of men so terrible! Just because they suspected that he had played games with Bai Liu, they felt like they wanted to catch him and kill him!

Just when the leader was almost dying from being suppressed by Tang Er, Bai Liu pushed open the door, raised his chin slightly and signaled Tang Er to let go: "He is not a player, let him go."

Tang Er only let go of it at this point, and he stepped back doubtfully.

The leader distanced himself from him in fear. He looked at Bai Liu who opened the door, and his pupils trembled again.

In just one day, Bai Liu looked much more haggard, his face was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not slept for a whole day and night and had been high on drugs.

The leader stepped forward and took Mu Ke away. Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Bai Liu's open collar. There was also a small round wound on Bai Liu's neck at about the same position as Tang Erda's - similar to the wound caused by a burn from a cigarette butt.

But when the leader came to pick up Mu Ke yesterday, he had not yet noticed Bai Liu's injury.

It's only been one night, and what a wild time this was!

The leader was horrified and grabbed Mu Ke's hand and ran away quickly.

After He Mu Ke walked outside, the leader could no longer bear the gossip: "Did Bai Liu get burned on the neck by the cigarette butt of the man at the door while playing games?"

Mu Ke asked in horror: "How do you know?!"

The leader took out a cigarette and lit it up, looking into the distance leisurely, and exhaled a puff of smoke with melancholy: "My eyes have seen through too much of the filth in this world..."

The author has something to say:

Here it comes!

A reader asked if you can change your appearance in the game at will. Here is the unified answer: Yes, you can, but it costs money. The higher the level of appearance change, the more money you will spend. In addition, there are props in the game that can see through these appearance changes. Therefore, if you want to become a star player, you can't fake it, otherwise the audience will not buy it.