I Became a God in a Horror Game: 232, game pool (day +128)

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Tang Er slapped his lips until the highlights in his eyes gradually lost.

There is still a bone setting to be done, but the bone setting teacher said that Tang Erda's bone position is already very correct, there is no need to do it, it will be overkill, so Mu Ke gave up regretfully— —‌It hurts to do this too.

In order to save time, Mu Ke requires that many things be done at the same time as much as possible. For example, when doing hair now, Tang Erda is still trimming eyebrows and stretching facial muscles.

The man who sculpted the eyebrows was a delicate-looking male make-up artist with a delicate figure. In order to make Tang Erda's hair lie down, he almost half-ridden on Tang Erda's body. The more he shaved his face, the redder he became. In the end, he couldn't even hold the eyebrow razor steadily. His eyes couldn't stop aiming at Tang Er's chest and abdominal muscles. The speed of sculpting his eyebrows became slower and slower.

Unknown to Team Tang, who was lying down, he was washing his hair with his eyes closed.

Tang Erda, who has devoted all his life to games and the heresy handling bureau, is not aware that these places may be high-incidence areas for gays. On one level, he didn't realize that the **** man was beside him.

Sitting on the sofa next to him, Bai Liu, who was flipping through magazines casually, glanced at this scene from the corner of his eyes, and smiled slightly.

Liu Jiayi, who put on the goggles, noticed ‌ Bai Liu's subtle expression, followed his gaze, and couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth twitching twice.

Bai Liu put down the magazine, gracefully got up and sat beside Tang Erda, raised his eyes and glanced at the male makeup artist.

As if sensing some kind of warning in Bai Liu's eyes, the male make-up artist panickedly accelerated the speed of trimming his eyebrows, and ran away in a panic after finishing.

Liu Jiayi came over with her, and couldn't help sticking to Bai Liu's side and complaining: "Why did you come here to swear sovereignty and protect him? Wouldn't it be good to let this stupid guy bully and bully him?"

Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda who sat up after washing his hair, turned sideways and said softly, "I don't like to see my private property being taken advantage of by others."

"Especially when it doesn't do me any good."

Bai Liu raised his hand and stroked Liu Jiayi's head comfortingly: "If you bully someone, I will be very angry."

Liu Jiayi choked back all the words she was full of, and turned away from looking at Bai Liu—in fact, she was a little depressed because of Bai Liu's attitude towards Tang Er.

This man gave her a shot, she still remembers it.

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

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

Liu Jiayi was in a good mood now, and looked up at Tang Er, ready to find a place to strike, but was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang Er's front.

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows, leaned close to Liu Jiayi's ear and asked in a low voice: "In the process of bullying him, try not to damage his face, it looks very valuable."

Tang Erda has already taken care of his body thoroughly, and now he is standing up uncomfortably, touching the back of his neck here, touching his chin there, and then looking at Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu who were silent , more and more cramped.

He pursed his lips, and reluctantly put on a majestic air of a team leader: "I just said that these are useless efforts on me, and will not increase the attractiveness to the audience..."

"No." Bai Liu glanced at Tang Er and hit Tang Er with lingering eyes, and the faint smile on his face deepened, "From an aesthetic point of view, your attractiveness to me has increased. "

The make-up artist just now trimmed Tang Erda's eyebrows very low, and the sideburns on both sides were simply trimmed, which made Tang Erda's clear face and pair of blue eyes that couldn't conceal his aggression stand out. come out.

His bones are sharp and angular, his face is stern and straight, he is tall, his shoulders are broad and his waist is tight, and he always maintains a physical state ready to go, which makes him look indescribably dangerous and sexual. Abstinence.

Liu Jiayi circled around Tang Er, and then had to admit in frustration—this guy is the one that the audience will like in terms of appearance.

Tang Erda was able to break through the siege of many star players and win the [Gold Medal from Death]. In addition to his excellent strength, the superior external conditions also gave him incredible support.

Of course none of them noticed this.

In other words, Tang Er did not have a clear understanding of human appearance because he had mixed with heretical monsters for a long time.

He felt that his appearance was average, and Su Chao's gentle and friendly personality was the most attractive.

Team Tang, who is ignorant of the diversity of aesthetics in today's human society, sees Bai Liu smiling and praising him, and his first reaction is that this person is making fun of him again.

As a result, Team Tang became more and more uncomfortable, his eyebrows were extremely low, his expression even showed a little sternness, and he raised his hand to mess up the hairstyle he just made: "I said it's useless! Don't be here I have this strength on me!"

The make-up artist next to him saw that Tang Erda was about to ruin the look, so he screamed anxiously and hung on ‌Tang Erda's arm, shouting loudly: "I won't allow you to insult yourself like this! You're so handsome! You If you choose two better sets of clothes to wear out, the scouts who are looking for you can line up at the door of my store!"

"If you debut..." He restrainedly stroked Tang Erda's strong arm, his face flushed, "I'm definitely your wife fan."

What? ? ?

Tang Er, who only bought wife cakes but not wife fans, pulled his arm from the make-up artist with question marks all over his head.

Bai Liu looked away: "Go and choose two sets of clothes that suit him."

"Is a tailoring shop okay?" Mu Ke asked, "I have two well-known tailoring shops, otherwise it's not easy for him to buy clothes in ordinary shops."

"Yes." Bai Liu raised his phone, "I'll inform Mu Sicheng to change places."

Inside a clothing store.

The store's number plate is a string of French that Bai Liu can't understand, and most of the people working there are foreigners, but Mu Ke can communicate with these people fluently in French, so Bai Liu left his hands alone and sat down. Watch a good show next to you.

I have to say that Mu Ke is really far-sighted. Tang Er's tailor measured his height to be 1.92 meters. Except in sports shops, it is indeed difficult to choose men's clothing suitable for this guy.

Even in a clothing store, Tang Erda's clothes are not a good choice. The bearded tailor waved at Mu Ke in embarrassment. Mu Ke seemed to insist on measuring the complete body measurement data before drawing conclusions.

So Tang Erda summoned him into the inner circle of a white cloth curtain, took off his shirt and measured his measurements, Bai Liu and Mu Ke followed him in to choose clothes for him as a reference.

Liu Jiayi was forced to stay outside.

At this time, Mu Sicheng also came here. After learning the cause and effect from Liu Jiayi, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word, and entered with a malicious smile on his face.

Is there any **** better time to take revenge on this idiot Team Tang? !

When he sees Tang Erda stripped naked, he wants to humiliate the opponent's figure! Said that the other party doesn't look good in anything!

What a handsome guy can he be with that slovenly man who sleeps on the street half alone?

Most of Mu Sicheng didn't believe it, even he didn't believe that Tang Erda could be more handsome than the youthful and beautiful him, so he simply tidied his hair, and proudly opened it. Curtain, stepping in.

The top/half/body/naked/naked Tang Erda opened his eyelids and looked over with unkind eyes.

His old uniform was stripped off and piled up at his waist. From his chest to his back, there were large old scars and gunshot wounds. His muscles were completely tense because of the loss of protective layer. Stretching from the back all the way to the center of the back waist, the smooth and undulating arc has an incredible strength.

Neat and neat short hair, clear and clean face, with unavoidable aggressive blue eyes staring straight at the person who opened the curtain, after confirming that this person is a harmless teammate , turned his face away indifferently, and stretched out his hand to the tailor to measure his hand.

These not-so-simple scars made the tailor who was measuring Tang Er's size feel frightened, and carefully measured him, not daring to show his breath.

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

One face-to-face and he loses! ! Oh shit! ! looks so cool! ! Good figure! !

Mu Sicheng hesitated for two seconds, gritted his teeth, and refused to admit defeat, took off his sportswear jacket again, planning to go in with just a T-shirt.

Damn it, he is also a sportsman, and his figure is not bad!

Liu Jiayi, who has seen through everything, showed pity: "You can't beat Tang Er. His chest muscles are bigger than yours. I can see that his bust should be more than 110 inches."

At the same time, Mu Ke Yinren's voice of confirmation came from the curtain: "Bust 115, is that much? Are you sure that his bust is normal, and there is no such thing as overdevelopment?"

The tailor replied in poor prose: "Very, standard, prefect!"

Muke, whose bust is only in his early 100s: "..."

Mu Sicheng, who has a bust of just one hundred and one: "..."

Lose, lose!

Mu Sicheng silently put on the sportswear jacket that he had taken off, and closed the zipper that had been open all the time, so as not to let his upper circumference be exposed for comparison. Open the curtain for the first time and walk in.

Tang Erda was getting dressed, and he was very unaccustomed to letting others approach him so unsuspectingly, so after Bai Liu pressed his head and forcefully measured him, his face was very ugly now, and his tone became serious: "Do you want to continue measuring?"

"No!" The tailor waved his hand excitedly. He compared Tang Er's chest, waist, and buttocks with gestures, and gave him a thumbs-up in a strange way. Appreciation of accented English, "——beautiful!"

Tang Erda distanced himself from the tailor tensely.

On the other hand, Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke next to each other had unconcealable jealousy on their faces. They stared at Tang Erda's chest for a while, and then looked down at their own chest lonely.

Mu Sicheng also raised his hand to compare his chest, and then expanded it by roughly 5 cm and compared it again, feeling more and more sad and indignant - he is cool and handsome and his chest is so big, so he showed it earlier come! Hiding and hiding is for ‌to humiliate me now!

After measuring Tang Erda's circumference, the tailor explained a few words to Mu Ke, and then propped his chin to examine Tang Erda, which made Tang Erda's skin crawl.

Mu Ke translated to Bai Liu: "He just asked me about Tang Erda's occupation. Generally speaking, except for models, there are very few people who have such standard measurements at this height. I explained that Tang Erda has been professionally trained. military training, but has now retired‌."

"So he recommended similar uniforms to us." Mu Ke explained, "The real military/police uniforms have strict rules, and you can't dress casually, but there are some types of clothes that you can try."

Just as he was talking, the tailor took ‌a uniform with a dark gray coat from the hanger, and handed ‌Tang Er a dozen, asking him to take it in and try it on.

After a minute or two, Tang Er, who was dressed, typed out.

His shoulders are very broad, and the straight shirt that cinches the inside style holds up well.

This shirt ‌ looks more slim than Bai Liu's social animal shirt. Above the chest is a black double-breasted vest, and there are black straps on the shoulders that expand from the shoulder blades down to the The abdomen has been immersed in the lower back.

The waist and belly of the trousers are relatively wide, but they are tightly gathered. They are close-fitting and cover the hips.

The tailor nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Mu Ke and said a few words.

Mu Ke translated: "He said that this is a uniform based on the ‌fbi style, which is very suitable for Tang Erda who has been trained and has a standard figure."

Tang Erda was still trimming his neckline, he didn't seem to get used to the clothes that wrapped him too tightly, his brows were furrowed.

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

Tang Er hesitated for two seconds, he raised his arms and waved, and then answered honestly: "No."

"Then this one." Bai Liu made a decision, "Wrap it up, and continue to buy other things."

Forty-seven minutes later,

Tang Erda, who finished shopping for accessories such as ties, clips, leather shoes, socks, etc., carried a big pocket and stood in Bailiu's rental house with a cold face. He frowned and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt. Two buttons—too tight, he's not very used to this dress.

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

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

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

Mu Sicheng nodded.

After dealing with the problem of the whereabouts of some team members, Bai Liu turned to face these players: "Because we are fortunate to have strong support from Team Tang, registration is not a problem, and we have more time to Reasonable planning."

Bai Liu's eyes met with Tang Er who was standing at the end: "Team Tang told me that apart from training, the rest of the players is equally important. It's almost eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Go back and rest In the afternoon, tidy up your appearance, and gather at the hot pot restaurant in front of my house at 5:30 in the afternoon. I invite everyone to have a hot pot meal, log in to the game at 6:30, and officially start the league training. Do you have any comments?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay." Bai Liu nodded, just about to continue talking, at the same time, his doorbell rang.

Tang Er, who was standing at the end, turned around to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, the leader who came frantically after receiving a call outside the door was startled.

Tang Er hits too high, this is all secondary, the uniform on his body looks very messy after he fiddled with it himself, and the hairstyle he just finished is messed up because of discomfort , and wash it off.

The open neckline can still vaguely see a few scars from the incision, and there is a smell of shampoo from the shower (actually, shampoo) on the body, and the tail of the hair is dripping down——

—looks wild, like he just rolled around in bed.

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

The leader huddled tremblingly and looked up at him. Tang Er's overwhelming momentum made him stutter: "I, I'm here to find Mu Ke."

"Wait a minute." Tang Erda said, "Bai Liu is still inside with him..." Explain the matter.

The leader interrupted Tang Erda's words in disbelief, and blurted out: "Bai Liu hasn't finished yet?! Haven't you already finished with Bai Liu?"

——Why the **** are you so big that you didn't finish Bai Liu's affairs? !

Although this statement sounds a bit strange, Tang Erda couldn't tell what was wrong, so he just frowned and explained: "Bai Liu just dealt with me well, but he hasn't dealt with the other two people well. "

Liu Jiayi's affairs can basically be handled by herself, so Bai Liu doesn't have to worry about it.

The leader leaned against the wall dizzily to stand still, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Inside, Bai Liu is still in front of you, continuing to deal with the other two people?!"

Is this **** a human thing? !

Let one of my lovers come out to help him receive guests, and I continue to deal with other people inside? !

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

The leader Tang Er shook his body when he asked the question, and barely stood still. His eyes glanced at the scar exposed on Tang Er's neckline, and he asked in a strange way: "These injuries on your body are not Bailiu. Did you do it?"

Tang Erda's expression changed, he quickly tightened his neckline, grabbed the leader's hands and cut them back, and pressed the leader against the wall and asked him coldly: "How do you know?! You also played games?! "

"I'm not going to play such a dirty and evil game with Bai Liu!!" The leader roared angrily, "Let me go!"

Is the jealousy of these men in Bailiu so terrible! It's just that after playing games with Bai Liu, I feel like I'm going to arrest him and kill him!

Just as the leader was beating Tang Er to death, Bai Liu pushed open the door and raised his chin slightly to signal Tang Er to let go: "He's not a player, let him go."

Tang Erda let go only now, he stepped back suspiciously.

The leader distanced himself from him in fear, and when he looked at Bai Liu who pushed the door open, his pupils trembled again.

In just one day, Bai Liu was emaciated, her face was pale, and her eyes were black and blue, as if she had been on drugs all day and night.

The leader stepped forward to lead Mu Ke away. Before he left, he glanced back at Bai Liu's open neckline. It was at a similar position to Tang Er's. There was also a round wound beside Bai Liu's neck—— Like a cigarette burn.

But when the leader came to pick up Mu Ke yesterday, he didn't see Bai Liu with this wound.

It's only been one night, how **** intense it is!

The leader grabbed Mu Ke's hand and fled quickly.

When he and Mu Ke walked outside, the leader couldn't bear to gossip: "While Bai Liu was playing games, did the guy at the door burn his neck with a cigarette butt?"

Muke asked in horror: "How do you know?!"

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