The winter of 279 in the federal calendar came earlier than expected.

Early morning.

Sulu added a piece of clothing, let out a white breath, went to the edge of the garden, took the daily newspaper and milk, and returned to the living room.

Mary had already prepared breakfast, lightly browned bread, and fried bacon.

Harlock lay bored on the carpet, his dog's face full of lovelessness.

During this period of foster care, many of its hobbies were banned, and the great cause of dismantling the family collapsed in the middle of the road, don't even think about it.

The good days with Isaac are gone.

What's more, it can't beat the new owner, and it has been branded with a contract, so it can only obediently obey orders.

"Hmm...... Recently, there has been an increase in the number of mystical propaganda in the newspapers, and in particular, some folklore sections have been added...... Is this paving the way for the future, to the limit? ”

Sulu opened the newspaper as he drank his milk.

Just as he was sandwiching the bread with bacon and spreading the pulp, the sound of the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

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

"Mr. Sean!"

It was Duran and Wood who came, they were wearing black trench coats, without their previous sloppy temperament, and they all bowed down at this time: "Our boss...... Want to meet you! ”

"The boss of the Shark Club?"

Sulu ate his homemade sandwich unhurriedly, and a piece of information quickly popped into his mind:

'Shark Club Boss...... 'Tiger Shark' Michael! It is said that he has a fierce temperament, and once cut the throats of several opponents and threw them into the sea to feed the sharks......

"You ...... Leaked my business? ”

He asked casually.

"Sir...... My lord...... I'm sorry......"

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

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

"Half a month ago...... He elevated us in the gang and commanded us to serve the adults wholeheartedly! ”

Duran hurriedly replied.

'So it looks...... Is it a gesture of kindness? ’

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

'Although...... Even if the other party informs the city's 11th bureau and other institutions, I am not afraid of ......'

This may be an opportunity to officially join the circle of local transcendents. ’

After Sulu finished his breakfast, he stood up: "Just right...... I didn't have an appointment today. ”

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

"Yes, please follow me!"

Duran and Wood drive the wagon and bring Sulu to the docks.

It's the dirtiest and messiest area of Rory, and I don't know how many poor, bankrupt, and coolies gather, and even the census makes it difficult to figure out how many people there are.

Because of the wide mobility and secrecy, it is natural that it has become the first choice for gang locations.

"My lord, here we are."

Duran led Sulu into a building in the docklands.

It seemed to be a residential complex, with people coming in and out from time to time, and Sulu pressed his eyebrows, feeling a lot of stares.

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

'Such gangsters...... No wonder the vitality is so tenacious. ’

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

Here, many elite thugs patrolled, and the level of preparedness was improved a lot.

In front of a living room, a strong white man was already waiting.

He had flaming hair, the muscles on his chest were high and bulging, and he had a steely color, and his whole person was like a fierce tiger, and when he saw Sulu, he immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

Sulu shook his hand, his brow furrowed.

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

"Please come in!"

Michael leads Sulu into the living room, an office decorated with a smell of iron.

There is a sculpture of a shark on the wall, two crossed swords underneath, and a hideous firearm on the display shelf next to it, which does not look like a fake.

"It is said that ...... Mr. Sean, are you an expert in the field of occultism? Solved the problem for quite a few people? ”

Michael sat down on the couch and spoke very directly.

"I'm just a folklorist, and I've only done a little bit of research in some areas......"

Sulu kept smiling.

"Your ability deserves to work with the stronger, not Duran's two wastes...... I'm sorry...... I'm not denigrating them, but their abilities are ......."

Michael took out a cigar to his own accord and gestured with his eyes, which Sulu refused.

"So what......" Sulu asked curiously, with his fingers crossed.

"I want to hire my husband to be an advisor to the Shark Club, ten golden dragons a month, and I encounter something...... Belch...... Mystery and special categories, depending on the suggestion and situation, how about it? ”

Michael invited very sincerely.

It can be seen that this man is very ambitious and knows a little mystery.

Understand that in today's world, you must master a certain amount of extraordinary power, otherwise it will be difficult to move an inch.

"Not enough!"

Sulu took a sip of his coffee and shook his head indifferently.

"I heard Duran say that Mr. Sean has been looking for a party of his kind?"

Michael looked at Sulu, who had a flat face, knowing that ordinary money could not impress the other party, and took out the final condition: "I just know one, and I can vouch for Mr. Sean." You know, most of the characters in the mysterious world are cautious...... This is especially true of this gathering, where they need the assurance of local forces, of course...... is unofficial. ”

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

However, Sulu had already made a name for himself in certain circles in Rory City, and he had lived for a while, fulfilling the requirements.

"Good."

Sulu bowed his head reservedly and agreed to this condition.

As for becoming a gangster advisor or something? Don't worry about it at all.

Anyway, at this time, he is a folklorist Sean, an identity that will be discarded after healing his injuries!

"Then we'll be friends from now on!"

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

He had already decided that if the mysterious person in front of him was disgusted with Duran, he would immediately sink the other party into the sea!

Anyway, he's done something like that more than once or twice.

Sulu frowned, feeling a hint of murderous intent and quickly figured out what was going on.

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

"Good...... Ok ......"

Michael was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't imagine that Sulu, a wild transcendent, still believed in the goddess of light!