Chapter 514: Challenge

Mu Ke implicitly swept past Spades, who smiled politely, "Not a good place to buy Spades' words."

"What clothes to buy here ah, here clothes expensive death, go to the wholesale market to buy two linen pockets ...... " Mu Sicheng unabashedly spat.

Bai Liu looks up, "I want to buy it too, don't you have any recommendations?"

Mu Sicheng's words were on the verge of coming out, and he quickly turned around, "--how can I wear it! Of course you should buy expensive clothes!"

Mu Ke's face widened with a smile, "There are recommendations, many of the bespoke stores here would suit you well, do you have a favorite type of style? Like a shirt or suit store?"

"No." Bai Liu pondered for a while, and quickly left the clothes shopping to Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng, who seemed to be more experienced, "My requirements for clothes are sturdy, good to wear, do not interfere with movement, as well as have a certain degree of resistance to wear and tear, there are not too many requirements for style and type, you guys can see to it."

"I can try them all."

Mu Sicheng raises his hand very positively, "I'll go first! I have a few stores here that I kinda like!"

Bai Liu nodded dryly, "Let's go to the store you recommended first."

Mu Ke pursed his lips, Mu Sicheng proudly threw him a look, hold Bai Liu's shoulders to go forward: "Go, go, go, master take you this old man to understand the trend of young people."

As a result, just after he put on Bai Liu's shoulder, Mu Sicheng felt that his hand didn't feel right, he turned around and realized that Spades had already put on Bai Liu's shoulder, and he had put it on Spades's hand.

Spades stared expressionlessly at Mu Sicheng: "What trend?"

Mu Sicheng retracted his hand, which had been pinched and slightly numbed by Spades, and tsked irritably, "None of your business, you don't know anything about trends!"

As it turns out, Spades doesn't know how to be trendy, but he's really good at being trendy.

Mu Sicheng sat on a sofa chair with his eyes clasped on his chest, shaking his legs as he watched Spades wearing a red and black color clashing wide tracksuit, with a four or five centimeters wide sports belt on his head, and underneath a pair of loose five-minute sweatpants, revealing his strong and sturdy calves.

This shit lizard height is too advantageous, nearly one meter nine tall, wearing sportswear casually walk two steps, feel like a professional athlete, short hair to the tie up, revealing too much impact on the features, but this exquisite over the face and there is no expression, turn back to condescendingly sweep whoever casually have a strong sense of oppression.

--There was a sense of aggression that this man was going to attack up at any moment.

Mu Sicheng and Spades stared at each other for thirty seconds, and in frustration and annoyance he averted his eyes first, and he hammered the sofa chair angrily - shit, lost!

Same sweatshirt, Spades is like a cool dude, he's like a fucking monkey jumping up and down!

"This ......" Bai Liu's somewhat hesitant voice came through from the fitting room while he lifted the curtain with one hand and raised his eyes to everyone, "Who chose this for me?"

Everyone's eyes moved over and then lurched.

Mu Sicheng jumped up and gave a victory YES sign, "Holy shit! I told you this would suit you well!"

Bai Liu wore a tight-fitting one-piece racing suit in red, black and gold with a short jacket with shoulder pads on the top half.

Tight racing suit outlines Bai Liu was cinched very thin waist, his leg lines tight and smooth, just simply lifted the curtain to stand there on the people look very straight and straight, standing posture exceptionally standard and beautiful, his jacket is not pulled tight, slightly open, can be seen from the open jacket Bai Liu inside the racing suit is a zipper, only one zipper in the back, pulled from head to tail.

Bai Liu, his matching helmet stuck under his right hand, his semi-long hair falling to the side in a slight mess from the change of clothes, lifted his head to glance around at everyone staring at him, his tone light, "Doesn't seem to fit me very well."

"No way!!!" Mu Sicheng objected hoarsely, "It suits you!!!"

Seeing that Bai Liu was not impressed, Mu Sicheng could not help but start to persuade him, "Look at you, you always borrow my motorcycle to ride, isn't it a natural thing to have a racing suit?"

"This racing suit also comes with a helmet, you will ride more safely in the future as well, and it fits you perfectly ah! Safe, good movement, strong and wear-resistant!"

Mu Sicheng sharply hand-checks Bai Liu from head to toe and says very forcefully, "And cool and handsome too!"

"But not everyday." Bai Liu said calmly, "What am I going to wear this for? Racing? I don't race."

Mu Sicheng had nothing to say, but seeing Bai Liu going in to change his clothes, he was still undaunted and followed behind and persuaded again, "I'll play ah, when I play you can wear this beside me to cheer me ah."

His words were pathetic and premeditated - he really wanted Bai Liu to play one of his other favorite games with him!

After all, he didn't have any other friends he could hang out with in reality.

Bai Liu unperturbedly swept Mu Sicheng with an afterimage: "What am I then? A racing girl?"

Mu Sicheng took a look at Bai Liu's semi-long hair, and then Bai Liu's waist, and began to rub his chin in serious thought, "You might actually be able to fake it a bit... with a body like yours, stuffing in two fake boobs to fuel me up for a game, there should be quite a lot of people in our fleet wanting to chase after you... ..."

Bai Liu did not wait for Mu Sicheng to finish his anemia and pulled the curtain to isolate the man.

After a while, Bai Liu's voice came through the curtain, "Let Spades in for a moment."

Mu Sicheng flinched, "What's the point of letting him in?"

"Help me with my zipper." Bai Liu's voice was smooth, "I can't."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

He walked over to Spades with a weird look on his face, "Hey, Bai Liu wants you to come over."

Spades swept him off his feet and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Bai Liu won't be cheering you on in that outfit."

"The rest of your convoy isn't allowed to chase him either."

Mu Sicheng's anger came up in his heart, and he smiled back without anger: "What can I do if I chase you?"

Spades ripped off his headband and turned his head to Mu Sicheng, blinking slowly, a silver-blue halo flashing from his irises, his tone calm, "Bai Liu and I said we were playing a game called love, and that we could only have each other for one."

"If they break the rules of the Bai Liu and I game, I kill them, contaminate them into monsters, and bring Bai Liu back into the game to play with me alone."

As he finished, he brushed past Mu Sicheng's shoulder with a provocative intensity that made Mu Sicheng's shoulder go askew for a moment, but Spades still had no expression on his face whatsoever.

Mu Sicheng's scalp almost exploded for a moment, and he took a moment before he started grimacing and rubbing his sore shoulder.

His back was a little wet from the cold sweat that had seeped out of him during the confrontation he had just had.

Just now Spades is serious ...... This monster has not yet developed a good normal social cognition, he has no feelings for ordinary people in this world.

He is really going to kill someone because of Bai Liu.

"Fuck." Mu Sicheng looked at the back of Spades, who had lifted the curtain and slightly lowered his head into Bai Liu's fitting room, and some cold hairs stood up.

This monster ...... doesn t know what Bai Liu will do if he doesn t want him anymore.

Spades walked into Bai Liu's fitting room, but before Bai Liu could say anything, the man hugged Bai Liu from behind with a somewhat low tone, "...... You don't want to go cheer him on."

Bai Liu quickly reacted to what Spades had heard, he lowered his eyes, let out a light laugh and patted Spades' head which was buried in his shoulder, "Mu Sicheng is just looking for someone to play with him."

"How about taking you along to watch him play racecars?"

Spades paused, "In this?"

"Do you think this looks good?" Bai Liu asked.

"Good looking." Spades said grimly, "But don't go in that and you'll get chased."

"I don't really like this one either." Bai Liu nodded in agreement, "Not good enough to wear out on a daily basis, and a bit low on value for money, don't buy this ......"

Spades interrupted Bai Liu abruptly, "Buy."

Bai Liu: "......"

...... had a subtle sense of foreboding.

Spades stared right back at him, "Look good, don't wear it out, buy it."

Bai Liu: "......"

Using this racing suit in this way is not cost effective either.

Ended up buying it.

Mu Sicheng, who had seen Bai Liu buy the racing suit and was ready to pay for it with his credit card, went to the checkout counter and realized that it had already been swiped.

Mu Sicheng looked in dismay at the two dozen or so racing suits that lined the counter and pointed at them, "Did Bai Liu buy all this?"

"No." The receptionist checked the bill and replied respectfully, "It was charged to the card of a Mr. Lu Yizhan."

Mu Sicheng's head was full of question marks: "Lu Yizhan paid the bill?!"

On the other end, Spades was trying to take down a blue and white uniform-style racing suit when Bai Liu stopped him with a flutter of his eyelids, "No, no more, I've got enough clothes for me already."

"Okay." Spades dropped it regretfully, then quickly, his eyes shifted to another, "There are other clothes."

"I've already bought enough other clothes too." Bai Liu calmly stops a leaping Spades, "There are other stores left to visit, and you only want me to wear gym clothes?"

Bai Liu said with a pause, his eyes shifted down to the card in Spades' hand, "Did Lu Yizhan get you that card?"

"Uh-huh." Spades replied honestly, "He said I always have money to use when I'm out and told me to just cash in my own points when I want to spend it myself."

Spades didn't have an ID, so the card could only have been made with Lu Yizhan's own ID. Bai Liu rubbed his chin thoughtfully and asked, "How many points did you redeem?"

Spades: "One point."

Bai Liu held out his hand, "Give me your card, I'll check your bank balance."

Lu Yizhan was in the middle of his office work when he suddenly received a text message:

[xx bank, hello, your bank card with the tail number xxxx was paid RMB 78,011.3 through the account at 11:17 on September 22, with a balance of 679,202 ......]

Lu Yizhan, who received the text message, looked at the long string of zeros behind his balance and his whole crack: ？？？？

Didn't he emphasize over and over again that Spades should spend as much as they can and not redeem more than they can afford! How many points of money did Spades exchange? The system's points and money exchange has no upper limit and doesn't need to wait, this guy wouldn't have exchanged all of his points at once, right?

Spades is last year's champion, the most popular league player for two consecutive years, and has the largest gambling pool in the game. If all those points on his body were to be converted into money and spent, Damn it would cause a financial turmoil that would lead to world unrest!

Lu Yizhan held his cell phone for a moment of vertigo.