Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 511: 510 Secret Garden Chapter 511: 510 Secret Garden Clearly, Mahomes was not familiar with and was not accustomed to such a lifestyle.

Li Wei immediately understood; he knew the relationship between Mahomes and Brittany was rock-solid, “You don’t want to go in?

If you don’t want to, I’ll talk to David and we can leave right now.”

Mahomes looked hesitant.

Li Wei caught that fleeting struggle, “If you’re willing to go in, if you don’t say anything and I don’t say anything, Travis definitely won’t say anything either, just like David said, ‘What happens in the garden stays in the garden.'”

Mahomes blinked, took a deep breath, as if he had made some major decision, looked back and then forward, and finally gazed at Kelsey’s retreating figure, “Let’s go.”

This time, it was Li Wei who asked again, “Are you sure?”

Mahomes nodded, “I’ve always wanted to see, it’s you guys who wouldn’t let me join.”

Li Wei’s lips curved up slightly, “Sherlock, we respect your loyalty to love, which is an admirable virtue, especially rare on the football field.”

Mahomes was startled, swallowing a gulp of saliva, “Maybe I’m ready now?”

This time, Li Wei said nothing more.

He patted Mahomes on the back, and the two followed the others.

Pushing open the door, the first sight was swimsuits.

All kinds of patterns and types, some top-only and some bottom-only, dazzling, with laughing sounds swirling in the air.

A sea of people!

It was no less intense than Minneapolis, with just an entrance sufficient to feel the seething heat in the air, much like “Sin City” Las Vegas, instantly sucking every visitor into a vortex of excitement, bubbling energy, and pulsating veins.

When Beckham appeared with three Chieftains, cheers erupted instantly.

“Super Bowl!

Super Bowl!

Super Bowl!”

Cheers from everywhere seamlessly transitioned into party mode.

“Come, as the host, let me give you a tour, and then you can explore on your own.”

Beckham was very enthusiastic, repeatedly waving with his arm around Kelsey’s shoulder.

“Here’s the game room…”

In the center was a pool table, to the right a long bar, and neatly lined up next to it were rows of arcade machines, not just slot machines but also Street Fighter, Final Fight, Aliens vs.

Predator, and other street games no longer seen.

At that moment, Li Wei’s eyes lit up.

Beckham noticed, “Childhood memories, right?

What do you say, shall we play a few games later?”

Li Wei didn’t hide his surprise, “I thought your childhood was entirely devoted to soccer.”

Beckham turned around, “Hey, we all have memories of sneaking out to do something bad, right?”

That comment made everyone around burst into laughter.

Exiting from a side door in the game room, a pool glowing with minty blue fluorescence appeared like a world from “Avatar” underwater, drawing involuntary exclamations of awe.

Kelsey couldn’t resist, knelt down on one knee, and dipped a hand to test the water temperature, “Oh, it’s temperature-controlled.”

Beckham, “This is the River of Love.”

Li Wei, “The River of Love?”

Beckham shrugged lightly, “There must have been thousands who fell in love here.”

One second, two seconds.

All three reacted, with Mahomes and Li Wei retreating rapidly.

Kelsey quickly shook his hand, “Ugh, ugh.

Help!”

Upon standing up, Kelsey started to frantically shake off the water, with splashes flying everywhere, causing Beckham too to dodge swiftly, and Li Wei and Mahomes were bustling in a tangle, trying to flee, while the beauties playing in the pool started splashing water wildly, causing a moment of chaos.

Smack.

The lights brightened.

“This is the ‘Weird House’.”

Though it’s called bizarre, it’s not scary at all—soft lighting even gives the room a sort of hazy beauty.@@novelbin@@

The spacious room, furnished mainly with red velvet and black leather, features a circular bed at its center, which appears to be a waterbed.

Beckham pressed a switch by the door, and the bed automatically began to rotate—

The rest, you can imagine.

Li Wei slightly lifted his chin, “So, this is specifically for treating back injuries, right?”

Beckham nodded, “One hundred percent correct.”

Besides.

There was also a disco ballroom, but unlike a usual dance floor, this room could also produce foam, the flying bubbles adding even more of a trippy charm.

There was also a secret room; after just a quick glance, Mahomes, that innocent kid, ran off in a panic, causing Beckham and the others to burst into laughter.

There was also a cinema room, a small space but just like a movie theater with an entire wall as a big screen, offering an immersive viewing experience; currently showing…

“Titanic.”

Pfft.

Li Wei couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Beckham didn’t understand, “What, you don’t like the choice of movie?”

Li Wei, smiling broadly, gently shook his head, “No, no, perfect choice.

But, I never knew you were also a movie enthusiast.”

Although it was rumored that after retiring, Beckham was planning to break into Hollywood since Victoria Beckham did come from a singing background.

However, that hasn’t happened, at least not till now; Beckham hasn’t formally started any activity in Hollywood.

Beckham flashed a mysteriously mischievous smile, “Didn’t expect I could fool you too, haha, this cinema is a bit different.”

Beckham approached the coffee table in front of the seats and pressed a hidden button underneath the tabletop, which then opened up, layer by layer unfolding automatically.

Cigars.

“Tobacco.” Among other things.

It was an impressive array.

Apparently, the movie was just a pretext.

Li Wei was amazed; in a house with so many bizarre rooms, the most unbelievable thing was hidden in the most ordinary room.

Beckham picked up a hand-rolled “cigarette” and looked at Li Wei, “Want one?”

Kelsey was hesitating when he suddenly found the spot to his right completely empty; turning his head, he saw Li Wei and Mahomes had both stepped back a great distance, leaving Kelsey to stand on the frontline alone.

Beckham handed the cigarette to Kelsey, “The off-season has already started.”

Kelsey, “I know.” But looking at the cigarette, then at Li Wei and Mahomes maintaining an “awkward yet polite smile,” he gritted his teeth and waved his hand, “But we still have a twenty-four-hour restriction.”

The season had ended, but for the next twenty-four hours, the League could still conduct random drug tests at any time.

Cigarettes?

No worries there, but what Kelsey was concerned about were the other items beside the cigarettes.

Watching Li Wei and Mahomes stay on guard, he also managed to control himself.

Turning around, he saw eight beauties giggling as they walked past, casting flirtatious glances at them, and even one of them patted Mahomes’s chest.

It was more of a caress than a pat.

He even got a feel.

Mahomes, green behind the ears, had never seen such a spectacle; his cheeks flushing, he inadvertently burped.

Li Wei and Kelsey both laughed, instantly recognizing an unspoiled good kid.

As Kelsey and Beckham moved ahead, Li Wei held Mahomes back slightly and whispered, “Sherlock, I think we should leave now.”