Walking through the streets of Southtown, Louis and Mary wandered around aimlessly, chatting about the conversation just now.

"Why did you refuse? Don't you want to hone your martial arts skills? If you join the Extreme Stream, you can train against top martial artists like Robert and Ryo Sakazaki every day. ”

Mary thought that Louie would be happy to join the extreme stream, but what she didn't expect was that when Takuma Sakazaki sent out an invitation, Louie simply refused.

The reason is also very simple and straightforward: he has a teacher, and he is not ready to worship anyone else as a teacher.

Joining the Extreme Stream, at least nominally he wants to worship the Extreme Stream, even if Ryo Sakazaki is not suitable in terms of age, he has to worship Takuma Sakazaki as a teacher.

And Louis didn't think it was too useful to worship Takuma Sakazaki as a teacher, and the tricks of the extreme flow did not particularly appeal to him.

In comparison, seeing more moves of more genres is more attractive to Louie, and then turning these moves into his own, and then after a period of careful selection and actual combat drills, slowly forming his own unique fighting style and suitable moves, is the next path Louis wants to take.

"There are too many restrictions on joining the Dao Pavilion, after all, those Dao Pavilions have all kinds of rules, and I don't want to let myself be restricted. ”

I bought hot dogs on the side of the road and gave them to Mary and Anton, and I bought a chicken wrap myself, and the two of them continued to wander the streets, eating and chatting about the next arrangements.

"The right sparring partner already has you, and I'm going to participate in more competitions and accumulate practical experience. ”

"Speaking of sparring ......" Mary suddenly remembered, and she was going to ask Louis to calculate the account that she had learned her own tricks: "You actually did my tricks quietly, should you give me a higher salary?"

"Didn't I already contract your lodging and food?"

"That's it, a hot dog sent me away?" said Mary, and Anton, who had eaten up his share in three or two, was already circling around Louis: "......"

Bought another sausage from the side of the road and fed it to Anton, Louis turned to look at Mary: "Then what else do you want?"

"How much I've spent in the last few days...... Including the expenses of going to the bar for a drink, you are responsible for it. Mary thought about it, and added extra drinks to her room and board, and in her spare time, Mary liked to go to the bar and sit and have a few drinks, and if someone could help her reimburse the money for her drinks, it would be best if she could drink to her heart's content.

"Yes. Louie didn't care about this small expense, even if Mary didn't make this request, Louie would pay for it when he called Louis when he drank, and it would still not cost Mary a penny.

"It's so bold to say yes! Let's go, let's drink." Three or two mouthfuls stuffed the hot dog into their mouths, and Mary didn't care what time it was, and walked straight in the direction of the bar.

They didn't go to Joan's bar, there were many bars in Southtown, not only that one, and Mary really just went to drink, the bar she chose played soothing music, plus a good environment, it was very suitable for a quiet wine tasting and relaxation, or a whispered chat with a few friends in the booth.

Louis ordered a beer this time and watched Mary quietly sip a blue cocktail — if he remembered correctly, the name of the glass was Melancholy Mary.

"Ahem!" Louis coughed a few times deliberately, pulling Mary, who was trapped in sad memories, back to 'reality': "The way you look will make me have some bad thoughts. ”

"Oh?" Mary just glanced up at Louie, but didn't look up, "What kind of bad idea?"

"For example, buy a few more glasses of wine to get you drunk, and make you drunk back to the hotel. "It's all adults, everyone knows what will happen next," Louis ended with a shrug of his hands.

"Don't worry, even if I'm drunk, I won't be picked up and taken home. "As a private investigator and a top martial artist, Mary has always been very alert, and she doesn't drink too much when she's out drinking alone, mostly ordering one of these blue cocktails.

Today, however, seemed to be the exception, and after the cocktail, Mary ordered a few more glasses of whiskey, and although not very quickly, she drank the whole bottle one after another.

In comparison, Louie, who had been carrying a small bottle of beer for a long time and didn't finish it, was simply weak.

Mary, who drank a bottle of whiskey alone, had nothing to do at all, she could still chat with Louie normally, walked back to the hotel room without help, and said to Louie after opening the door: "What a pity...... You'll have to buy a few more bottles next time. Then he closed the door and left Louis alone...... Forehead......

"Anton, it looks like you're going to sleep with me. Looking at Anton at his feet, Louis beckoned to the well-behaved dog and led it to his room.

After a night of silence, the dog named Anton was very smart and obedient, called the waiter to bring special pet utensils, and after pouring water for it, Louis didn't have to worry about it.

By the time Louis practiced for a night at the Force Judgment and then went to the bathroom to clean himself up, Anton was already waiting for him at the door.

"Going out?"

"Wang!"

"Okay...... Take you downstairs in the garden. "Before going out, I also brought a specially prepared plastic bag, and the dog did not go out in the morning to breathe.

There is a green area that resembles a small park underneath the high-end hotel, and Mary got up when Louie, who had turned around and returned to the room with a refreshed Anton.

"Awake?"

"Well, I drank a bit too much yesterday. Mary covered her head with a hangover look: "That bottle of whiskey is not of good quality......"

Being able to make her so uncomfortable with a good amount of alcohol that she suspected that she had drunk fake wine.

"Thank you for helping me take care of Anton. ”

When she woke up, she noticed that Anton was not in the room, but Mary soon saw Louis and Anton walking in the garden through the window, so she did not hurry around looking for the dog.

"But I probably won't be able to play with you today. ”

Her current state is not very good, and she can practice in sparring, but this state is not good at controlling the strength and way of her shots, and with her fighting style, she may be prone to problems.

"It's okay, I'm going to go out and see what other martial arts competitions are being registered in South Town lately. "If there is any, he is ready to sign up directly, even if it starts from the qualifiers.

"Actually, you don't have to go around to gather information on your own, just contact the manager of the hotel, he must know what games are in South Town. "This is the southern town of martial arts, which is the largest industry in the southern town, forming a whole industrial chain, and the hotel manager who operates in this kind of town must have a grasp of the status of all the fighting competitions in the town.

Following Mary's suggestion, Louie approached the hotel manager and asked what competitions were currently in place in the town of Lower South.

Unfortunately, after the manager's introduction, I learned that even the martial arts tournament that will be held recently will not start registration until next month.

There are many underground events that can be attended at any time, and to Louie's greatest surprise, the manager provided Louie directly with a contact information: if Louie is interested in underground fighting, he can contact this person, and he can provide more information - whether Louie wants to participate or be a spectator.

It wasn't until the manager left that Mary explained why this was the case: Southtown's high-end hotels all had underworld backgrounds, and Mr. Bigg and Jiz Howard, who are currently the most powerful in Southtown, have a business that includes the hotel industry.

"So that's ......" Louis glanced at Mary, he remembered that Mary and Guise also had a feud, and Marie's maternal grandfather was killed by Guise, did she come to Southtown this time to investigate Guise?

Mary didn't know that Louie was guessing what she was trying to do in Southtown, she was just curious if Louie really wanted to compete in the Underground Fighting Tournament.

"I don't think it's a good idea. ”

"Why?"

"Because there are no rules for underground martial arts, and there are a lot of factors outside of martial arts. "To put it bluntly, the forces behind the fight will arrange for fighters to play fake boxing from time to time to achieve the purpose of making more money.

If Louie goes to participate in this kind of competition, he will not talk about a few games once in a while, and if he plays for a long time, he will definitely encounter this situation, will he be willing to play match-fixing?

"It's easy. ”

"Oh?"

"If they dare to come, I will kill them all. ”

"......" Mary felt her head hurt even more, "aren't you afraid of provoking those difficult bigwigs behind you?"

"Of course not. "Louie doesn't care about the underworld bigwigs, they are not Lucar Bernstein, and they don't enjoy the preferential conditions that Louie must defeat with his empty-handed combat skills, if these people dare to come to find trouble, Louie will simply pull out his lightsaber and let them know the horror of the Jedi (Sith).

"After a few days together, I almost forgot that you were actually a madman. "Sure enough, it's a madman who can slaughter an entire group of human traffickers and forcibly enter the lair of Rio de Janeiro's biggest underworld boss.

After today's conversation, Mary can be sure that the rumors she heard at the beginning are definitely not exaggerated, and this guy's personality is not as friendly as it seems.

So in the next few days, in addition to training with Mary, Louie would occasionally look for suitable underground fighting matches, and successfully participated in underground fighting matches, easily winning several victories.

Until this day, he found today's opponent a little familiar.

A black man about two meters tall, wearing a black tracksuit, a mohican hairstyle, and sunglasses.

"Isn't this guy the boxer from the U.S. sports team?"

Louie didn't expect to meet this guy in a slightly ordinary underground fighting match in Southtown - after all, this is a martial artist who has participated in the King of Fighters tournament.