Wang Shun was busy sorting out the team data for the preseason when the door of his office was suddenly pushed open. A figure that was wrapped in a mess of wire mesh and handcuffs and looked unrecognizable staggered a few steps and fell reluctantly on the sofa facing Wang Shun, which scared Wang Shun.
This object, which could barely be called a humanoid, slowly raised a trembling hand. There were at least eight or nine handcuffs and three or four layers of wire mesh hanging on it. It said in a weary voice, "…It's me, Mu Sicheng."
Wang Shun was shocked: "What is going on?"
"I'm so unlucky to meet someone who likes to meddle in other people's business." Mu Sicheng struggled to pull away the wire mesh that was all over his face.
But the wire mesh was strangely elastic and sticky. Not only did Mu Sicheng not pull it off, but it bounced back with a snap. His tone became more depressed: "…It was Armand from Golden Dawn who developed this thing to catch thieves for me."
"So he made you like this?" Wang Shun said as he buried his head in the pile of documents and found the information about Armand.
Wang Shun pushed up his glasses and scanned the information. He suddenly realized, "--You can't blame him for falling into his hands. He is a member of a special organization, responsible for the safekeeping of some valuable and dangerous items. He has become the deputy captain at a young age."
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 many thieves, but few of them can do anything to me."
Wang Shun signaled with his eyes to Mu Sicheng to take a look at his "outfit" before speaking.
Mu Sicheng noticed Wang Shun's signal and became more and more irritated. He shook the handcuffs hanging on both sides of his arms, his expression unusually gloomy.
"It's different." Mu Sicheng said, frowning, "This Armand gives me a feeling that he knows me very well."
"He knows my attacking habits, methods, and the connection points between each attack skill, and uses this to restrain me in advance. This Armand even knows some -" Mu Sicheng paused, "- things that only I know and have not told anyone."
"It's like he has known me for a long time and knows me better than I know myself..."
Mu Sicheng became more and more irritable. He frantically pulled at the wire mesh on his hair: "Damn it, the thought of having to fight against this kind of person makes me so upset!!"
At this point, Mu Sicheng turned around and looked at Wang Shun: "Don't use your [Know-It-All] skill on me at this time!"
Wang Shun raised his hands to indicate that he had no paper or pen, and said helplessly: "I would not do this to my teammates."
Mu Sicheng stared at Wang Shun subtly for a long while, then sat with his legs apart, resting his hands on the back of the sofa and his chin on the back of his hands: "Hey, Wang Shun, do you know if there is anyone who can peek into other people's memories? For example, you."
He frowned and recalled: "This guy named Armand told me he hadn't seen me for a long time when he saw me. If I hadn't remembered that I had only met him once, I would have been really fooled by him."
Wang Shun hesitated for a moment and said, "As far as I know, there are no such players."
Although there is an item that can achieve a shared memory type effect, and he remembers that the Deer Hunter Guild Master has one of that item, it is still different from the peeping type that Mu Sicheng mentioned.
"Tsk." Mu Sicheng stood up and waved his hand impatiently, "Then you're useless."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but after taking only two steps, he was entangled by the handcuffs on his ankles and the tangled wire mesh, and fell directly to his knees at the door. Then he got angry at the handcuffs and cursed at them.
Wang Shun behind him: "..."
He held his forehead and sighed: "First, sit down on the sofa and take off this pile of stuff on you."
Wang Shun found a pair of scissors and pliers, but they could only fix the wire mesh problem. He couldn't get rid of the handcuffs. Finally, he sighed, "We can only wait for Bai Liu to come back. He has magma for forging weapons. Maybe he can refine this thing of yours directly."
Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and was about to explode, but someone roared out faster than him.
“Ahhhhh——!!” Du Sanying’s eyes were swollen like wavy brows from crying. He dragged Mu Ke, who was hanging his head and covered in blood, into Wang Shun’s office, “Help——!!”
Wang Shun was frightened twice in one day: "What happened?!"
Du Sanying pointed at Mu Ke in a panic, and was so frightened that he could not speak coherently: "He, he met a madman and shot him with a gun, but I was lucky enough that the madman could not hit the two of us!"
Wang Shun was puzzled: "I didn't hit you two, why did Mu Ke become like this?"
Du Sanying finally broke down when he said this. He was like a woodchuck with his arms spread out and screaming: "--That person found out that he couldn't use a sniper gun, so he said something like "Since he chose you to stay by his side, you will temporarily exist behind him as a counterfeit with my memories. One day I will take this place from you that belongs to me."
"Then he used some strange prop on Mu Ke, saying that he had placed his memories in Mu Ke's brain, and then he left."
"After Mu Ke was hit with that item, he went crazy. He killed many monsters with a knife before he regained some sanity. He was willing to come out of the game with me, but he fell into a coma as soon as he left the game."
Du Sanying's eyes were filled with tears: "...Mu Ke looks so scary in the game..."
"You can quit the game in time." Mu Sicheng glanced at Mu Ke lying on the ground, pulled the shackles on his legs and helped him up, "Why did Mu Ke insist on staying there and fighting with a madman?"
"Mu Ke stayed for a reason." Du Sanying swallowed and explained in a low voice, "Because that person said that he was Bai Liu's son..."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Wang Shun gasped.
Mu Sicheng collapsed: "?!? What the hell?!"
In-game.
Bai Liu, who had no idea that he had a son, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching Hei Tao, who was sitting on the floor, bandaging his wound with an expressionless face, while his fingertips occasionally rubbed the muzzle of the gun in his arms.
...This person lost so much blood, but he was fine and recovered quickly.
Spade straightened his back and frowned - he felt an unpleasant murderous aura.
His upper body was exposed and he was wrapping the gunshot wound. From Bai Liu's perspective, Hei Tao's waist, abdomen and back were strong and sturdy, but the muscles were not bulging. They were a even and powerful layer attached to the skeleton. As he raised his hands and turned his waist to wrap the wound, the muscles were taut and flowing under the cold white skin, giving off a smooth beauty.
Hei Tao seemed to notice Bai Liu's gaze and gave him a questioning look.
Bai Liu moved his eyes away imperceptibly, stopped stroking the muzzle of his gun, and said abruptly: "You have a good figure, no wonder you are so popular."
Spade slowly said: “?”
He didn't quite understand the relationship between the two, but Hei Tao was keenly aware that Bai Liu didn't seem to be in a good mood.
So in order to avoid further conflict, Hei Tao chose to agree with Bai Liu's point of view, and in order to make his argument more convincing, he nodded and said "Oh".
Bai Liu's eyes turned subtly hostile again. He smiled and said, "It turns out that Mr. Spade, who ranked first last year, really relied on this channel to get to the top. I am really ignorant."
Spade: “…”
He felt that he had given the wrong answer.
Before Hei Tao was ready to answer the question again, a slight shaking sound was heard from the jungle outside.
Hei Tao gathered all the props in an instant, his eyes sharp, and he swung the whip back. In the blink of an eye, he had Bai Liu in his arms, and hid under the bed at lightning speed, pulling two medicine boxes in front of him to prevent people outside from discovering him.
"My teammates are here." Hei Tao hugged Bai Liu from behind, or clamped her waist. "If they find out that I am suspected of hurting you again, I will be punished again."
There were blood stains on the floor, and there were obvious signs of a conflict in the room. Considering Spade's usual style and dark history, he would definitely be judged as the "guilty party".
"Sorry, just cooperate with me for a while." Hei Tao trapped Bai Liu in his arms.
The guy was in a hurry and took off his clothes, holding Bai Liu naked.
In other words, Hei Tao's entire upper body was pressed against Bai Liu's back, which was soaked by the humid jungle dew, with his abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles firmly yet softly pressed against Bai Liu's shoulder blades and spine.
But Hei Tao had no self-awareness at all. It seemed that he was afraid that Bai Liu would struggle to break away from him, so he kept hugging her closer, 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 had not had such close contact with this guy's body for ten years.
The texture is completely different from when I was a kid. I feel like I have grown a lot bigger and am very aggressive...
Bai Liu leaned forward, trying to distance himself from Hei Tao, breathing rapidly: "...I won't run away, loosen your grip a bit."
"I don't believe you." Hei Tao's voice was calm. His palm slid up from Bai Liu's neck along his Adam's apple, clamped Bai Liu's jaw and pressed it back, pressing it onto his shoulders, sticking tightly to his body - he seemed to think that this was the only way to control Bai Liu.
"You are very smart. You can use any small prop to escape from the control of others." Heitao inserted his fingers into Bai Liu's mouth and inspected it as if doing a routine inspection. However, his tone was serious without any desire. "I have seen your video. You might hide a prop under your tongue to try to resist me."
Bai Liu originally had no intention of escaping, but now he was forced to do so with his eyes red. He bent his waist and sneered in a hoarse voice, but there was a laugh in his voice: "Am I only able to hide things under my tongue? If I want to escape..." Can you trap me?
He hadn't finished speaking, but Spade behind him obviously misunderstood him. After hesitating for a moment, he politely said sorry - this was the social etiquette taught to him by the Anti-God, to apologize when doing something wrong to others.
But when they rebelled against the God Cult, they probably didn't expect that Spade would draw inferences from one instance to another, and usually apologize while doing things that were unfair to others.
For example, now.
Without hesitation, Hei Tao put his hand into Bai Liu's wet shirt. Bai Liu's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but shudder. Hei Tao elbowed Bai Liu with his backhand. Hei Tao reacted quickly. He grasped Bai Liu's elbow and pressed it down, and continued to explore inside without being moved.
He had absolute dominance over Bai Liu in terms of strength and speed. At such a close distance, when Hei Tao wanted to do something to Bai Liu, it would be difficult for Bai Liu to resist.
There is a very thin layer of silk on the palm of Spade's hand, as if it was formed by holding a whip for many years.
Bai Liu hunched his body, his skin turned red after being rubbed by this layer of cocoon. He lowered his head and gasped, his thin shoulder blades shaking.
Hei Tao finally finished the inspection. He looked at Bai Liu, who was curled up in his arms. Out of some sense of guilt, he said again, "I'm sorry."
Bai Liu lowered his head and did not answer. His breathing was heavy and rapid. Hei Tao could hear Bai Liu's rapid heartbeat and sense a strange emotion in Bai Liu - it seemed like he was angry, but it was more...
"Are you still angry about what happened before?" Heitao tried to comfort Bai Liu who remained silent. He chose another answer, "I'm not in good shape."
Bai Liu was silent for a long time, and Hei Tao thought he was going to shoot him.
But Bai Liu just waited until his breathing calmed down, then chuckled with an ambiguous tone: "No, you have a great figure."
"I like it very much."