"Well..." Cain rummaged through a pile of clothes and put the ones he picked out casually on his arm. He didn't excitedly run into the fitting room until he had accumulated a large pile, "Wait for me."
"Oh," Li Liang responded casually, looking around boredly.
After having a drink in the small square, Cain claimed that he wanted to buy some clothes for him. However, he was crowded and visited several stores in a row, all of which were women's clothing stores. Moreover, Cain did not go into high-end shopping malls, so all he visited were "pigeons" Sheds" and second-hand shops, the environment was chaotic and noisy, which made his brain hurt.
At this moment, he finally entered a store that sold men's clothing. Before he could see what styles were available, he had finished selecting, and he didn't know who he was buying clothes for.
This store is also a second-hand store, that is, a second-hand store. It occupies two shipping containers. Old clothes, bags, and accessories are hung all over the walls, and many are piled randomly on the ground. The boss sat in the pile of clothes at the end and brushed his shoes. After finishing a pair, he placed it at hand and hung a handwritten price tag on it.
After looking around, Li Liang found that this store mainly sells leather clothes and the prices are not low. No wonder there are so few customers.
The so-called leather jackets are actually artificial leather. The better ones are lined with fabric. Many gang members like to wear these, which at least look like real leather.
In addition to leather clothes, there are also a small number of cotton and linen clothes in the store, which are "luxury goods" and are hung in conspicuous places to support the facade. The rest are chemical fiber clothes for ordinary people's consumption.
There were a few windbreakers that looked good. They were similar to the uniforms of the Order Bureau. Li Liang touched them and found that they were made of chemical fiber materials inside and out. The "genuine" windbreakers issued by the Order Bureau were said to have real silk linings.
These days, organic materials are ridiculously expensive. The cotton and linen shirt he was wearing was taken from the guest room closet, which is enough to prove the standard of hospitality he received from Samsung Club.
"Li Liang, how do you feel about this?" Cain's voice sounded.
Li Liang looked back and immediately raised his forehead.
I saw Cain standing at the door of the fitting room with his arms akimbo, wearing a pink T-shirt, green knickerbockers, and blue hair. The whole thing was a shamate. In addition, the clothes were second-hand. He looked like a shamate from a village in a mixed city. .
"No, eldest sister, your color is..."
"I know," Cain turned around and went back, then ran out again after ten seconds.
This time the color is unified, shit yellow.
Li Liang suppressed his laughter and waved his hand.
"Fuck," Cain ran in and changed again.
This time it was a gray tutu skirt. Unfortunately, the hem of the skirt was slit and the skirt was too sloppy, as if it had been blasted by a grenade.
Li Liang lowered his head and covered his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed.
The store owner poked his head out of the pile of clothes and shouted: "It looks good, it looks good."
"..."
Cain took a deep breath and returned to the fitting room with a heavy expression. Then she changed a few more outfits, and Li Liang could see her clothes.
Maybe it's because the life of the Defiant is always dark and monotonous. The clothes she likes are all in bright colors and alternative styles, and her aesthetic is seriously deviated.
After a lot of "choosing", the two finally walked out of the store.
Cain ended up buying a strapless black short dress, a transparent plastic suit, and strappy high heels, while Li Liang got a transparent plastic windbreaker and a green plastic tie, just to name it. It was called "couple's style", but he felt like he was wearing a raincoat.
"Why do you like buying second-hand clothes?"
"It's washed and comfortable to wear."
"That's because the fabric is not good. You need to buy better material."
"oh."
"Mayfly makes so much money, but you won't spend it?"
"Yes, I'll buy guns, motorcycles, stereos, parts, etc."
"……Gone?"
"ah."
"Then why were you so desperate for your life?"
"...I don't know," Cain raised his face in the crowded crowd, "Before I met you, I thought I was born to be this Lord, lead the Mayfly to make more money, buy better equipment, and then join forces with Xi An is going against me. Apart from this, I don’t know what else I can do..."
Li Liang held her shoulders firmly and said seriously: "Don't say that, you are good at many things."
"for example?"
"Like...repairing a car?"
"You," Cain huffed, biting his bottom lip.
"No, no," Li Liang rubbed her head: "You can do whatever you want now."
"Uh-huh," Cain fanned his face with his hands, "it's too hot, I want to get wet."
"good."
Li Liang raised his wrist, dialed a voice call, and said in a casual tone: "Hey, Zero, let it rain on Fuji."
A sweaty fat man next to him happened to hear these words, turned around to look at the two of them, took a sip of the ice cream in his hand, and both muttered: "Xiba is crazy..."
The next moment, there was a sudden chill in the air, and then a heavy rain poured down.
Wow——
The fat man was so shocked that he looked blankly at his right hand... only a cone was left. When he looked back, the "psycho" just now raised his bracelet again and yelled: "Xiaoyu!"
In an instant, the torrential rain turned into drizzle.
The people who were scurrying around stood still and stretched out their hands to catch the coolness falling from the sky. Only the fat man wanted to cry but had no tears. His ice cream could never be returned.
Cain was equally sluggish, with his hair stuck to his cheeks and his whole body soaked in the rain.
"...Ahem," Li Liang awkwardly took off the hood of his plastic windbreaker and reached out to smooth the hair on her face, "Well, the dress you picked for me is indeed quite good..."
Cain chuckled, covered the rain with his hands, raindrops hung on his eyelashes, and asked miserably: "Where are we going now?"
"Go..." Li Liang turned his head to look. In the rain and fog, the colors projected by the holographic image and the huge screen became hazy. There was a pause in the noise, and the crowd walked through the dense light and shadow, like an illusion or a dream. He pulled Cain up The hand said: "Go for a walk in front."
Unfortunately, the imaginary walk in the rain does not exist.
It rarely rained on the Fuji. More and more people climbed up from the slums, and the traffic jam soon became suffocating. Ten minutes later, the two of them had only walked out less than 200 meters. When they looked back, they could still see the ancient Chinese store. All you can see is a sea of people, and the smell of sweat from people getting wet from the rain lingers in your nose.
"Go there," Cain wiped the rain off his face and pointed to a container building not far away.
The two struggled through the crowd and squeezed to the front of the building.
Li Liang raised his head and noticed that every container on the fourth floor of the building had signs with similar names: "Ikebukuro Activision", "Yokooka Activision", "Myeongdong Activision", etc. Take the outdoor elevator up to the On the sixth floor, after walking into a container, he realized that these were all "black Internet cafes."
The space made up of four containers was divided into small rooms. The air was dirty and filled with the smell of dead smoke. Through a door that occasionally opened, one could see someone inside wearing headphones and operating an Activision computer. interconnected.
There are also such "Internet cafes" in Beijing. There are only a few of them. After all, there are many job opportunities. After saving money, most people can afford an Activision Internet. Even if it is not the latest model, they can connect to the Internet and watch "Hans and His Friends" 》It’s still possible, even if you buy N-hand for the last time.
I didn't expect that there were so many black Internet cafes on the Fuji, covering the entire building, and I don't know how many more Internet cafes there are like this one.
The gang member at the door had "Samsung" tattooed on his chest and waved his hands impatiently: "Inside, there are empty rooms inside."
Walking along the narrow corridor to the innermost room marked "Couple's Room", Li Liang opened the door curtain and looked inside. There was only a tattered double sofa in the two-square-meter room, and an animal hanging on the opposite wall. Looking at the Internet, paper balls, cigarette butts, and condoms were thrown all over the floor.
"..." Cain scratched the end of his eyebrows, "How about changing to another room?"
"Okay," Li Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After turning back and coming out, the two took the elevator and went up, finally finding a relatively clean "Internet cafe" on the fifteenth floor. At least there were no suspicious-colored stains on the sofa in the small room.
Watching Cain log in to his account with ease, Li Liang wondered, "Have you often come to a place like this before?"
"Well, there is such an access station in Zhongjing. You can log in to Activision Internet with a fake account. However, I haven't been here for a long time." Cain took off his coat and waved his hands to operate the interface.
This Activision Internet model is very old, and the holographic immersion effect is extremely straining. It can basically only be used as a computer. Li Liang stared at the interface rotating in a circle in mid-air, and discovered that the name of Cain's fake account was "Bug Agents" ".
"Oh, so Mayfly is called Bugs Squad?"
Cain was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened BFACE, hid his account name, and said to himself nonchalantly: "The network has not been unblocked yet... um..."
"That's a nice name," Li Liang leaned on the sofa and smiled. "It's better than Messi's account name."
"What's Messi's name?"
"Doctor Bomb."
"Hahahaha..." Cain was laughed at and fell on the sofa.
Li Liang shook his head and waved his hand to browse the "Fuji Online" forum displayed on BFACE.
Before the Tianmu was unblocked, the networks of the seven cities were independent of each other. Only local posts could be seen on Fuji. The top of the popular list was "The latest Reuters photos and crew schedule of "Hans" (updated daily, friends who like it can (Three consecutive keys)".
Clicking on the post, he couldn't help but admire these netizens.
The network is indeed blocked, but SoftBank's cargo ships travel between seven cities every day. When the crew arrives in other cities, they will log in to Activision Internet locally, save the posts on the local forums, and then post them to "Fuji Online" after returning. Pure human flesh transportation.
The latest Reuters photo of "Hans" was taken in Denali. Although it is a lake, several starring actors can be distinguished. In addition, the poster also released a schedule preview, claiming that the crew's next stop may be the Fuji .
The post was full of replies speculating on the plot of the new season, as well as some content transferred from Zhongjing Online. A large number of replies mentioned the previous hit article "Start as a Prophet of Vengeance: Destiny".
Li Liang was a little surprised. The movie fans were quite well-informed and they could guess almost from just a few photos.
The second most popular search topic is "shipping recruitment". Now that the sky is closed, cargo ship crew jobs have become extremely popular, and countless young people are doing their best to "recommend themselves."
Further down, the third most popular item is "Wuyu Neishuo".
Li Liang was stunned for a moment after clicking on it. He hadn't noticed before that Fujifilm openly ranked geishas and male publicists online, and updated the list every month.
At a glance, the introduction is detailed and clear.
Zhongjing Ichiban Street is the best place to play, but if you really want to play, you have to go to Fuji.
"Tsk, tsk, are you feeling excited?" Cain approached with ill intentions.
Li Liang said calmly: "I don't have those worldly desires."
"Come on."
"I still like A Bug's Life..."
"I was wrong, you continue."
Li Liang smiled and continued to scroll through popular posts. Most of the posts were moved from other cities. The content revolved around "Hans", shipping, ordnance, custom shops, etc. Some of them discussed the inside story of the goblin invasion, but the popularity was average. .
When he scrolled to the very back, he saw a post about the Civil Service Examination, which mentioned that Bay City was conducting a reference personnel physical examination and census.
It seems that I haven't contacted Old Tang and Brother Shui for a long time. It turns out that they are in Bay City. It seems that the inspiration screening work is going very smoothly, but I don't know how many people have been found so far.
At this time, someone knocked on the door: "It's like digging in the air, do you want to eat?"
Li Liang opened the door and asked, "What's there?"
"Natto mixed with rice, miso soup with rice," the half-year-old child at the door replied half-heartedly, "Add it into energy blocks for free."
"Is there anything to drink?" Cain smiled.
"There's Kirin, sparkling water."
"Is there one in Sapporo?"
The boy rolled his eyes: "Look who here drinks Sapporo, no one."
Sudden.
A hand was placed on the boy's head, and someone said, "Ah, is this the way you treat guests? Come on, smile."
The boy turned his head to look, his face turned pale instantly, he fell to his knees, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he couldn't say a word.
"Xihachi, drag it out and throw it into the sea," the visitor smiled and raised the beer in his hand, "Who said there is no Sapporo?"
Li Liang frowned.
"Park Zhengtai..." Cain said slowly with no expression on his face.
"Ah Xi, just kidding," Park Zhengtai shook his finger behind him, "Let the kid go."
Buzz.
The bracelet vibrated, Li Liang glanced down, stood up and said softly: "K is back."
"Well," Cain stood up.
Li Liang passed by Park Zhengtai, passed through the Samsung Club members, and walked out.
"Ah Xi, what do you like about him? He's a bad guy..." Park Zhengtai, who was left standing there, snorted.
Snapped--
A loud slap in the face made her stagger.
Cain retracted his hand, pinched the back of her neck, pulled her head over, and said through his teeth: "Your brother won't be able to save you again."
Park Zhengtai's chest rose and fell, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
"Jang Dong-soo has spoiled you, Young-hee," Cain called Park Jung-tae by her real name, touched her face, and lowered his voice, "Stop testing, if Li Liang hates you, you and your brother, Samsung Club Everyone must die.”
"he……"
"You'd better not see the other side of him," Cain pinched the back of Park Zhengtai's neck, smiled, and left quickly.
Half an hour later.
The container building where Samsung Corporation’s headquarters is located, VIP guest rooms.
Li Liang pushed the door open and said with a smile: "How's it going? Did it go well?"
K took off his sunglasses and said casually: "Well, Tao Chong vomited some new news. I checked it and it took a while."
"Okay, tell me slowly," Li Liang sat down on the sofa, and Cain held the back of the sofa with both hands, waiting for the next sentence.
K was about to speak when he suddenly sniffed: "What does it taste like? Did you just drink meatball soup?"
Li Liang was stunned for a moment and sniffed subconsciously, but didn't smell anything.
Cain also pinched a strand of his hair and smelled it, looking puzzled.
"What's wrong?" K noticed something unusual.
"Is it the smell of both of us?" Li Liang leaned forward.
K came closer and smelled it, and said with great certainty: "Yes, it's on you."
"Smells like meatball soup?"
"Well, it's also like stew, or boiled meatloaf."
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