Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 505 Stylist

Shanying curiously approached the model, reached out and touched the grey fabric which didn't look that surprising, and said, "Is this bulletproof?"

The old man paused, shook his head and said, “This is a stab-proof suit!
The fabric used is very expensive, and the manufacturer originally wanted to use it to design bulletproof suits. Unfortunately, the wearing experience of the finished product was not good, so it was not finally launched on the market.

But if you're willing to wear a vest made of the same fabric underneath, it can barely stop hollow-point bullets up to 9mm."

The old man looked at the mountain eagle and said with a smile: "The ordinary stab-proof function should be enough for most people...

I don’t know what you will face, but Mr. Poincare and I are old friends, so if you have other requests, you can tell me…”

Shanying had his own flexible armor, so he didn't need a suit to protect him from bullets. However, he had to accept Mr. Poincare's kindness, so he took off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular body, and stood in front of the mirror...

"Let's get started. The first custom-made suit I ever wore in my life was given to me by Mr. Poincare. I didn't expect that I would have a new suit waiting for me in America..."

Shanying glared at Daria and Tiffany who were looking him up and down, then said to the old man: "Give them two sets of bulletproof suits. I guess they don't mind wearing more..."

The old man listened, smiled, nodded and said: "No problem, I have the finished product here."

As he said this, the old man unceremoniously asked Dalia, who was obviously willing, to help him, and took off the suit on the model and put it on Shanying...

In fact, the clothes have been made. After a simple inspection and testing, and the work is done after the trouser legs are hemmed and the shoulders and waistline of the suit are adjusted.

The old man was very careful in his work. He completed his work meticulously. After ironing his suit patiently, he presented Shanying with a dozen shirts and ties of various colors, several pairs of leather shoes of different colors, and a box of very delicate cuff tie clips and other small items...

However, this was not the end. The old man took out several other nearly finished suits and several sets of matching casual wear, and modified and arranged these clothes according to the sizes he remembered.

The whole process lasted nearly 4 hours...

During these four hours, Daria, who couldn't sit still, dragged Tiffany to a nearby clothing store and bought large and small bags of clothes.

When Dalia returned to the workshop, Shanying had changed into a linen casual suit and a pair of light brown leather shoes...

The cotton and linen shirt looked very loose, hiding the Eagle's strong muscles.

Shanying, who originally looked very tense, actually had a more leisurely feeling after wearing this casual suit, which was very suitable for the holiday atmosphere.

Dahlia walked around her boss, couldn't help but whistled, and said with a smile: "Boss, you are so handsome now..."

Dahlia looked at the old man and said expectantly, "Where are our suits?"

The old man glanced at the figures of Daria and Tiffany, then he walked to a cabinet, took out two suits and placed them on the workbench, and said, "Here, Chenghui, 18, do you want to pay by check or cash?"

"How many?"

Shanying was surprised when he heard it: "18? US dollars?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, “Bulletproof suits are a bit expensive because the materials are expensive and difficult to process.

This off-the-shelf bulletproof suit costs $4, while your custom suit will cost $6.

The remaining suits are regular custom-made, and together with the leather shoes and accessories, I will charge you a total of $4.

Believe me, the price is not high, and if it were not for Mr. Poincare's recommendation, I would not waste my time on you."

Shanying stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. He nodded slightly, then shook his head...

He had worn many suits, many of which were expensive, but perhaps it was an illusion caused by the price, he did feel that the suits made by this old man fit him better.

But 18 is still a bit too exaggerated!
Facing the strange expression on the old man's face, Shanying sighed and waved to Dalia to pay...

Dahlia walked to the old man's workbench, put down a Swiss bank credit card, picked up her bulletproof suit, and said, "Does my suit need any touch-ups?"

The old man took out his credit card and swiped it on a card machine. As the machine spit out the bill, he smiled at Dalia and said, "These are finished products. Custom-made ones are priced differently!"

The old man handed the bill to Dalia and said with a smile: "Please sign..."

Seeing Dalia handing the bill to Shanying with an unhappy look on her face for him to sign, the old man smiled and took out a car key and a card from the drawer...

“Leave your car to me, there’s a car parked in the back alley, you’ll like it.

This card will get you the keys to a fishing boat at Santa Monica Marina, which has everything you need for your transfer."

Shanying listened and said with a smile: "If we don't pay, will we not get these things?"

The old man nodded as a matter of course and said, "Of course, there is no free service in this world."

Shanying motioned Dalia and Tiffany to pack up their things and take them up, then asked curiously, "Sir, excuse me, what do you do?"

The old man heard this and waved his hand, saying: "I am just a tailor, but I am also the son of an old swallow. So sometimes I have to do things that I am not willing to do.

But I'm retired now, so don't come here to see me unless you want to order a suit."

Only then did Shanying realize that the old lady in the wheelchair outside was actually a Yan Zi...

Judging from her age, she probably lived through World War II.

This old swallow should have retired gloriously and returned home after the victory of World War II, but she stayed in America.

Shanying was not in a position to ask what the story was, so he nodded slightly and said, "Thank you..."

The old man smiled and shook his head and said, "You're welcome, you paid!"

As he spoke, the old man glanced at Daria and Tiffany who were carrying large and small bags. He winked at Shanying and said, "Keep your current state, and remember to adjust your clothes and accessories when you go out. I put a note in each shirt pocket.

Dress as I suggest, and wear a suitable hat and glasses, so that it will not be easy for people outside to find and recognize you..."

After Shanying finished listening, he looked at himself in the mirror, who was completely different from the past. He felt that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't tell what it was...

The old man was obviously not the kind of person who liked to teach others. After he completed the business, he urged Shanying and the others to leave through the back door...

Shanying looked at the closed door, shook his head and pressed the car key in his hand, and then heard the lights of an Audi A8 across the street turn on...

He walked over and held the roof of the A8 to feel the lines of the car, then took the initiative to open the door and said to the two ladies with bags in their hands with a smile: "Get in the car, let's go to the apartment to take a look...

I now have some different expectations for Blood Fox's arrangements!"

Tiffany threw the things in her hand into the back seat and said, "Yes, it would be best if the apartment had a balcony facing the sea, a soft mattress, and a refrigerator full of wine..."

Shanying smiled but said nothing. He felt that Tiffany's imagination was a little too poor...

Starting the car and driving out of the alley onto the highway, Shanying could clearly feel the attention from the roadside after rolling down the window, slowing down the car and showing his watch.

He took out the note from his shirt pocket and took a look at it, then looked at the fake Green Submariner on his wrist that was so lifelike that he smiled and sighed.

At this time, Shanying had already realized what the old man was doing...

Stylist, or makeup artist...

The highest level of a makeup artist is not to change a person’s appearance, but to change a person’s temperament.

By making detailed adjustments to clothing, you can present different body shapes. By matching them with various small accessories such as watches and glasses, and changing your hairstyle, you can completely change a person.

I don't know if it was because the old man knew that Shanying's requirements in this regard were not so strict, or if he just didn't take it seriously, the whole process seemed a bit hurried and perfunctory. However, Shanying had to admit that the old man was a powerful figure, at least more powerful than those so-called fashion celebrities who had been advertising in magazines for a long time.

Shanying himself didn't feel much when he looked in the mirror, but when he slowed down and drove around Santa Monica, which was full of holidaymakers, the girls on the roadside cast a lot of glances at him...

Shanying was not a vain person, but he had rarely faced such a situation in the past. He was even not used to the linen casual clothes that he thought were a bit frivolous...

In order to verify his feeling, Shanying stopped on the road and took Dalia and Tiffany to a seafood restaurant on the seaside for a meal.

The whole process went smoothly. People in the restaurant paid attention to him, but no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with him having dinner with two girls alone.

After dinner, I followed the address on a card to the door of a luxury beachfront apartment, showed the apartment key and handed the car key to the doorman...

While waiting for the doorman to find a luggage cart to deliver the clothes he had purchased, Shanying turned around and looked at the beach across the road. He smiled and said, "I bet there are not only soft mattresses and iced drinks in the apartment...

I hope it didn’t cost too much…”

Tiffany looked at Shanying with a strange expression and said, "Do you still care about money?"

Shanying smiled and shook his head and said, "I have a lot of money, but I don't mind wasting money..."

Shanying saw that the doorman had arranged everything. He smiled and said, "Let's go up and take a look..."

Several people followed the doorman's instructions and got on an elevator. They touched a sensor on their key chain to the elevator, and the button for the 25th floor automatically lit up.

After going upstairs, he walked along a marble corridor to the north door 2501. Shanying took the initiative to insert the key, twisted it, and pushed open the door...

Seeing the furnishings in the apartment, Shanying, who was used to seeing such scenes, couldn't help but whistle...

"I like it here. I'd be sad if it got damaged!"

(End of this chapter)