The winter of the 279th year of the Federal calendar came earlier than I thought.

early morning.

Sulu added a piece of clothing, let out a breath of breath, came to the garden, took the newspaper and milk for every day, and returned to the living room.

Mary had prepared breakfast, baked slightly browned bread and fried bacon.

Harlock lay bored on the carpet, his face full of hopeless expressions.

During this period of foster care, many of its hobbies were banned, and the great cause of demolition of the family was even more deadly. Don’t even think about it.

Gone are the good days with Isaac.

More importantly, it cannot defeat the new owner and has been branded with a contract, so it can only obey the orders.

"Well... the number of propaganda about mystery in the newspaper has increased recently, and some folk sections have been added... Is this paving the way for the future and relaxing it to a limited extent?"

Sulu opened the newspaper while drinking milk.

Just as he was putting the bread with bacon and applying the pulp, the sound of the doorbell suddenly came from outside.

Mary wiped her hands, went over to open the door, and welcomed the guests into the living room.

"Mr. Sean!"

Duran and Wood came. They were wearing black windbreakers and no longer had their sloppy temperament as before. They all bowed: "Our boss... wants to see you!"

"The boss of the Shark Club?"

Sulu was eating homemade sandwiches slowly, and a message quickly emerged in her mind:

‘Shark will be the boss… ‘Tiger Shark’ Michael! It is said that he is fierce and has cut his throats into the sea to feed the sharks…’

"You... leaked my affairs?"

He asked casually.

"Sir... I'm really sorry..."

Although the weather was cold, a lot of hot sweat had appeared on Duran's forehead: "It was the boss who guessed... After all, our actions are becoming more and more suspicious."

"When did that happen?" Sulu had expected this and asked again.

"Half a month ago... He improved our position in the gang and told us to serve the Lord with all our hearts!"

Duran quickly answered.

‘Is it like this…are you showing kindness?’

'As the boss of the gang, I must know the mysterious world better than my younger brother, and also the horror of professionals...'

‘Although…even if the other party informed the city’s 11th Bureau and other institutions, I’m not afraid…’

‘This may be an opportunity to officially join the local extraordinary circle.’

After Sulu finished breakfast, he stood up and said, "It just so happened... I didn't make an appointment today."

Of course, the biggest reason why he could agree was that the burning feeling of soul had been reduced by half, and the injuries on his body had almost recovered.

"Yes, please come with me!"

Duran and Wood drove a carriage and sent Sulu to the dock area.

This is the dirtiest and messy area in Rory. I don’t know how many poor people, bankrupts, and coolies gather. It’s hard to even find out how many people there are here in the census.

Because of its extensive liquidity and its hidden nature, it has naturally become the first choice for gang positions.

"Sir, we're here."

Duran led Sulu into a building in the dock area.

This place seems to be a comprehensive residential area, with people coming in and out from time to time. Sulu pressed his eyebrows and felt a lot of gazes.

Perhaps, a child next to him who was playing in the sewage beach was the eyeliner of a certain gang.

‘There is no wonder that such a gangster is so tenacious.’

He followed Duran into the building thoughtfully and came to a certain floor.

Here, many ingenious thugs patrol and their defense has been greatly improved.

Before a living room, a strong white man was already waiting there.

He had flame-like hair, his chest muscles raised high and steel-like color, and he looked like a tiger. When he saw Sulu, he immediately stepped forward and extended his hand enthusiastically.

Sulu shook hands with him, his brows frowned.

He seemed to smell the strong smell of blood and resentment. Obviously, Michael, the boss of the Shark Club, had more than a dozen lives on his hands.

"Please come in!"

Michael led Sulu into the living room, an office decorated with iron-blooded flavor.

There is a shark sculpture on the wall, with two crossed swords underneath, and there are hideous guns on the exhibition stand next to it, unlike a fake.

"It is said...Mr. Sean, are you an expert in the field of occultism? Have you solved the problem for many people?"

Michael sat on the sofa and spoke very directly.

"I am just a folk scholar, and I have just studied it in some aspects..."

Sulu maintained a light smile.

"Your ability is worth working with the stronger ones, not the two trash Duran... Sorry... I'm not slandering them, but their ability is really average..."

Michael pulled out a piece of cigar on his own and signaled with his eyes, but was rejected by Sulu.

"So..." Sulu asked curiously with his fingers crossed his hands.

"I want to hire a gentleman to become a consultant to the Shark Club, with ten golden dragons a month. When things happen... uh... mystical and special ones, depending on the suggestions and situations, how about it?"

Michael invited with sincerity.

It can be seen that this man is very ambitious and knows some mysterious things.

I understand that in today's world, you must master certain extraordinary power, otherwise you will be unable to move forward.

"not enough!"

Sulu took a sip of coffee and shook her head calmly.

"I heard from Duran that Mr. Sean was always looking for similar parties?"

Michael looked at Sulu, who had a dull look on his face, knew that ordinary money could not impress the other party, so he took out the final condition: "I happened to know one, and I could guarantee Mr. Sean. You know, most of the characters in the mysterious world are very cautious... This is especially true for this party, they need guarantees from local forces, of course... it is unofficial."

In fact, there is still a certain period of inspection.

However, Sulu has already gained a reputation in some circles in Rory City, and has lived for a while and met the requirements.

"very good."

Su Lu nodded reservedly and agreed to this condition.

As for becoming a gang consultant or something? Don’t care at all.

Anyway, he is the folk scholar Sean, who will abandon his identity if he recovers from his injuries!

"Then we will be friends in the future!"

The lines on Michael's face softened and he shook hands with Sulu again: "Please rest assured, I will do this soon, should I send Duran to inform me?"

He had already made a decision. If the mysterious man in front of him dislikes Duran, he would immediately sink the other party to the sea!

Anyway, he has done similar things more than once or twice.

Sulu frowned, felt a hint of murderous intent, and quickly figured out the whole story.

"It can be replaced by Wood... The goddess teaches us that life is precious."

“Okay… OK…”
Chapter completed!