Mountain Eagle curiously moved closer to the mannequin, stretched out his hand to feel the grey material which looked quite ordinary, and said, "Is this bulletproof?"

The old man paused for a moment, shook his head, and said, "This is a stab-proof suit!

The fabric used is very expensive, and the manufacturer did indeed intend to use it for designing bulletproof suits, but unfortunately, the final product didn't provide a good wearing experience, so it never hit the market.

However, if you're willing to wear an additional vest made of the same fabric underneath, it could feasibly stop hollow-point bullets below 9mm."

As he said this, the old man looked at Mountain Eagle with a smile and said, "The basic stab-proof feature should be sufficient for most people...

I don't know what you're going to face, but I'm old friends with Mr. Poincaré, so if you have any other requirements, feel free to tell me..."

Mountain Eagle himself had flexible armor, so he didn't need a bulletproof suit, but he had to accept Mr. Poincaré's kindness, so he took off his T-shirt to reveal his fit muscles and stood in front of the mirror...

"Let's get started, the first tailored suit I ever wore in my life was a gift from Mr. Poincaré, and I didn't expect to have a new suit waiting for me after coming to the United States..."

While saying this, Mountain Eagle glared at Daria and Tiffany, who were sizing him up, then said to the old man, "Get them two bulletproof suits, I reckon they won't mind wearing a bit more..."

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled and nodded, saying, "No problem, I have ready-to-wear ones here."

With that, the old man unceremoniously beckoned the willing Daria to help, taking off the suit from the mannequin and trying it on Mountain Eagle...

Actually, the clothing was already made; after a simple check and adjusting the trouser hems and waistline of the suit, the work was done.

The old man was very meticulous in his work, he meticulously completed his tasks, and after patiently ironing the suit, he offered Mountain Eagle a dozen shirts and ties of different colors, several pairs of leather shoes in various colors, and also a box of very exquisite cufflinks, tie clips, and other small trinkets...

However, that wasn't the end, the old man then took out a few more nearly finished suits and several sets of matching casual wear, and by memory, adjusted and tidied up these clothes.

The entire process lasted almost 4 hours...

During those four hours, the restless Daria took Tiffany on a stroll to the nearby clothing store and bought loads of clothes.

When Daria returned to the workspace, Mountain Eagle had changed into a linen-colored casual suit, with a pair of light brown leather shoes on his feet...

The cotton-linen shirt appeared very loose, covering up Mountain Eagle's robust muscles.

Originally looking very tight and tense, Mountain Eagle now seemed to have a relaxed and leisurely feel in this casual suit, perfectly fitting a vacation vibe.

Daria walked around her boss and couldn't help but whistle, smilingly saying, "BOSS, you look incredibly cool now..."

Saying this, Daria looked at the old man expectantly and said, "What about our suits?"

The old man glanced at Daria and Tiffany's figures, walked to a cabinet, took out two suits, and placed them on the work table, saying, "Here they are, the price is honest, $180,000. Are you paying by check or cash?"

"How much?"

Mountain Eagle, surprised, said, "$180,000? US Dollars?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Bulletproof suits are priced high due to the expensive material and the difficulty of processing.

These ready-made bulletproof suits cost $40,000 each, and that custom suit for you is $60,000.

The rest of the suits are regular custom models; along with those leather shoes and accessories, I'll charge you a total of $40,000.

Trust me, this price isn't steep. If it weren't for Mr. Poincaré's recommendation, I wouldn't be wasting my time on you."

Mountain Eagle stood in front of the mirror looking at his reflection, nodded slightly, and then shook his head...

He had worn many suits before, including quite a few expensive ones, but perhaps it was the illusion caused by the price, he genuinely felt that this old fellow made a suit that fit better.

But still, $180,000 was a bit too much!

Faced with the old man's strange expression, Mountain Eagle sighed, waved his hand, and signaled to Daria to make the payment...

Daria walked to the side of the old man's workbench, laid down a Swiss bank credit card, and then picked up her bulletproof suit, asking, "Does my clothing need any tailoring?"

The old man took the credit card, swiped it on the machine, looked at the bill that came out, smiled at Daria, and said, "These are ready-made, custom is a separate price!"

With that, the old man handed the bill to Daria, smiled, and said, "Please sign..."

Seeing Daria's disgruntled face as she handed the bill to Mountain Eagle for him to sign, the old man chuckled and pulled out a car key and a card from a drawer...

"Leave your car with me to handle, there's a car parked in the back alley that you will like.

With this card, you can go to the Santa Monica yacht dock to get the keys to a fishing boat, on which you'll find everything you need for your transfer."

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "You mean if we don't pay, we won't get these things?"

The old man naturally nodded and said, "Of course, there is no free service in this world."

Mountain Eagle gestured for Daria and Tiffany to pack up everything and take it away, then curiously asked, "Sir, if I may be so bold, what exactly do you do?"

The old man heard this, waved his hand, and said, "I'm just a tailor, but I'm also the son of an old Swallow.

So sometimes I have to do things I'm not willing to do.

However, I'm retired now, and unless it's to tailor a suit, don't come looking for me here."

At that moment, Mountain Eagle realized that the old lady in the wheelchair outside was actually a Swallow...

Judging by her age, she must have come from the World War II era.

Such old Swallows should have retired with honors and returned to their hometowns after the victory of World War II, but she stayed in the United States.

There were stories there that Mountain Eagle did not feel it was his place to inquire about, so he just nodded slightly and said, "Thank you..."

The old man smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need to thank me, you've paid!"

With that, the old man glanced at Daria and Tiffany, who were holding packages big and small, and squeezed his eyes at Mountain Eagle, saying, "Keep your current status, and remember to adjust your clothing and accessories when you go out. I've put a note in each shirt pocket.

Dress according to my suggestions, and wear the appropriate hat and Glasses. It won't be easy for people outside to find and recognize you..."

After listening, Mountain Eagle looked at the mirror and saw a self that was completely different from the past. He felt he understood something, but couldn't quite put his finger on it...

It was clear that the old man wasn't someone who enjoyed teaching others, and once the deal was done, he hurried Mountain Eagle and his companions out the back door...

Mountain Eagle looked at the closed door, shook his head, pressed his car key, and then heard the headlights of an Audi A8 parked diagonally across the street light up...

He walked over, caressed the roof of the A8 feeling its lines, then voluntarily opened the door, and with a smile, said to the ladies holding their large and small packages, "Get in, let's go check out the apartment...

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

Tiffany forcefully threw her stuff into the back seat, saying, "Yes, hopefully that apartment has a balcony facing the sea, a soft mattress, a fridge full of drinks..."

Mountain Eagle smiled without speaking because he felt Tiffany's imagination was a bit impoverished...

Starting the car, he merged onto the main road, rolled down the window, and slowed down to show off his watch, Mountain Eagle could clearly feel the attention from the roadside.

He pulled out the note from his shirt pocket, took a glance, then looked at the very convincing counterfeit "Green Ghost" on his wrist and sighed with a smile.

Mountain Eagle realized what the old man did...

A stylist, or rather, a makeup artist...

The highest realm of a makeup artist is not to change one's face, but one's temperament.

With detailed adjustments to clothing, one can present different postures. Combined with various small accessories such as watches and Glasses, along with a change in hairstyle, it can completely transform a person.

He wasn't sure if the old man knew that Mountain Eagle wasn't very strict about this aspect, or if the old man was being insincere and hasty, but Mountain Eagle had to admit that the old man was an impressive figure, at least much more so than those so-called fashion celebrities who advertise in magazines all the time.

Mountain Eagle didn't feel much when he looked at himself in the mirror, but when he slowed down the car in Santa Monica, which was filled with vacationers, he received a lot of glances from girls on the street...

Mountain Eagle was not a vain person, but in the past, he rarely faced this situation, and he wasn't quite comfortable with what he considered the slightly frivolous linen leisure suit he was wearing...

To verify his feelings, Mountain Eagle pulled over on the road and took Daria and Tiffany to a seafood restaurant on the beach for a meal.

The whole process went smoothly; people at the restaurant noticed him, but it didn't seem to anyone that there was anything unusual about him taking two girls out for dinner.

After the meal, he arrived at the door of a luxury seaside apartment following an address on a card, showed the apartment key, and handed over the car keys to the doorman...

While waiting for the apartment doorman to find a luggage cart and help take the previously purchased clothes up, Mountain Eagle turned around and looked at the beach across the road, smiling and saying, "I bet the apartment has not only a soft mattress and chilled drinks...

I hope it didn't cost too much..."

Tiffany looked at Mountain Eagle with a strange expression and said, "You still care about money?"

Mountain Eagle smiled and shook his head, saying, "I have a lot of money, but I mind wasting money..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle saw that the doorman had arranged everything, he smiled and said, "Come on, let's go up and take a look..."

The group followed the doorman's guidance to an elevator, touched an induction device with the key fob, and the button for the 25th floor lit up automatically.

After heading upstairs, they followed a marble hallway to the door of 2501 on the north side, where Mountain Eagle proactively inserted the key, turned it, and pushed open the door...

Seeing the furnishings inside the apartment, even the experienced Mountain Eagle couldn't help but whistle...

"I like this place; I'd be sad if it got damaged!"

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