"Haven't I looked like I've gotten weight lately?" Wu Tong stuffed a steak into his mouth and said to Cook on the other side of the table, the plates in front of him piled up.

"Nope." Cook spat out a smoke ring and squinted his eyes and looked him up and down. "If I have to say, my arms and body are a little stronger."

"My cheeks are getting thinner."

"Really? You also think I'm emaciated, I think you should advance my living expenses, I don't even have the money to go home at night and want to add a snack. Wu Tong gobbled up, and said vaguely with food in his mouth.

"Hey! Man, do you know how much our studio's food and beverage expenses have been since you came? Cook said, pointing to the overlapping plate in front of him.

"How much?"

"Yes......" he gestured in the air with a cigarette roll in his hand for a long time, "Anyway, there are a lot of them!" ”

"So far, the studio hasn't made any money, and that's going to happen until you get in the ring. And sometimes, I wonder if I'm running a breeding factory. ”

In fact, if Wu Tong soaked in the training room all day, it would not cost anything, but the only problem was that there was no supper in the training room.

For some reason, he's been eating so much lately, and even a lot of training shouldn't be so hungry, and his body seems to be frantically absorbing the energy he takes in from the outside world.

"This is the result of my outing." Cook placed a document on the table, a black-red shell with a white logo printed on the surface.

Wu Tong recognized that institution at a glance, and recently in William's training room, he almost learned about all these institutions that he could currently come into contact with, of course, passively, William had been in his ears in addition to customizing tasks and standardizing actions.

"Looks like you've got a lot to expect from me." This is a relatively high agency.

"Of course, you're a nice guy. Whether it's as a player or as a punching bag. Cook pulled out a wad of knives from his wallet and shoved them in front of him.

"So, we'll have enough for supper."

Wu Tong immediately took out his hand with a knife and fork and grabbed the money, "Thank you." ”

……

"I mean, we might be able to work together." Mr. Shang said.

The inside of the room had been cleaned, as had the blood stains outside the door, and he was sitting on the sofa facing the long-haired man, each with a cup of tea at their table.

Qiao Ji stood behind Mr. Shang, and Wang Chu was still outside on his mission at this time, so he needed someone who could keep Mr. Shang safe.

Apparently in the current situation, Joorgie is a good choice.

"Cooperation? What can you offer me? The long-haired man said with a smile.

"Money, women, or whatever, of course, depending on what you need?"

"So humans are really despicable creatures." The long-haired man said with a smile still on his face.

"Although I don't really like this sentence, I have to admit that it does have some truth in what it says." Mr. Shang smiled bitterly.

"You came to the door with these things, and you didn't want to tell us that you just came to return these things to their rightful owners." Joaki behind him said.

"Of course, our original plan was to need a test site, which had to involve a lot of money."

"But we soon realized that it was almost impossible to get these funds and a lot of experimental equipment in a short period of time, so we came up with a solution......

"Cooperation, win-win. In fact, we've always followed that rule. ”

Mr. Shang put down the teacup in his hand, "It sounds like you came with a willingness to cooperate, and even brought my goods, but the way you came to negotiate was a little rougher." ”

"I'm sorry, but your men provoked me."

"It's a big price to pay to calm you down." Jocki said.

"Either way, it sounds like we're all on the same page." Mr. Shang continued, "You help me do things, and I will give you what you want." ”

"Of course, so what do I need to do?"

"Most of the time you can focus on your own research, in the labs that we give you. It's just that there are times when we need you to clear the obstacles, but there shouldn't be many times like that. ”

"Okay, no problem." The long-haired man nodded, "Actually, I'm pretty good at clearing obstacles and stuff. ”

"Now what I want is the information of the black guy you are talking about." He changed his mind.

"The black guy? You really have a lot of connections with him. Jocki said.

"Sounds like you've been in contact with him?"

"Of course, it's a very polite Asian, and it's completely different from the way you come to the door roughly." Mr. Shang replied, "We even had a Chinese hot pot meal together, with a girl." ”

"If you want to touch that guy, I think that girl is a good bait."

"Sure enough, the underworld is the underworld, and the way to solve things is always so direct." The long-haired man stood up and walked to the window, "Then our cooperation is complete." Looking forward to your good news, I think I'll have to prepare some gifts in advance for that guy's arrival. ”

"Of course, what about your name? Or how should we call you. Mr. Shang asked.

"Auston, my name is Auston." The other person replied, "Or you can call us another name......

The red fluid instantly swept through his body, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into the previous scarlet monster again.

"Slaughter." He said.

Then he jumped out of the window, and after a few jumps he disappeared from sight.

……

At the end of the day's training, it was really comfortable to take a hot shower.

Changing out of his training clothes, Wu Tong touched his bulging wallet, and his wallet was finally loaded with what it should have contained.

At noon today, Cook suddenly appeared at the restaurant he frequented and gave him some money and a piece of information.

Maybe he'll be in the ring again before long.

Thinking like this, Wu Tong actually felt a little excited.

When I pushed the door open and went out, an envelope fell, which should have been caught in the crack of the door.

"William, is your postman here so capricious?" He shouted loudly into the room without looking back.

"What?"

"There's a ...... here," he stopped halfway through the words, for he finally saw it as he bent down to pick up the letter on the ground.

There was no address written on it, just a few Chinese characters with "Wu Tong Collection".

Obviously, the person who wrote these words was not familiar with Chinese, at least he could not write it well, and it was crooked and not even comparable to children's graffiti.

But in the face of these three Chinese characters, Wu Tong couldn't laugh anyway.

Because on the edge of the envelope, he faintly found some blood.

He immediately opened the envelope, revealing only a photograph and a note, this time replaced with an address in fluently written English.

The photo above is a girl tied to a chair with a stubborn expression.