"Hurricane, you're finally here!"

When Sarin walked into the Bang Bang Club through the back door, she saw a limping Rose running towards her, with some shyness and apology on her face, and probably finally realized that she had misunderstood Sarin quite a little last night.

After all, Shalin really didn't do anything to her, and left the bed to sleep on herself, and even prepared breakfast for herself.

No one had ever treated her so considerately and gently before!

Shalin had already hidden the monster mask on his face, squinted and smiled, and touched her head.

"I'm just looking around, I just came to the Free City State yesterday, I'm not familiar with this area, and I want to see more of it. ”

"I'm not late, am I?"

"Of course, of course it's not too late!"

"Uncle Geralt is arranging a match for you, I don't have anything to do, I'm just waiting for you here, is your phone fixed?"

Rose asked enthusiastically, only to see Shalin shake her head, seeming a little disappointed.

"Alright then, let's go to the lounge and wait for a while, Uncle Geralt will arrange a match for you tonight, you have to play a few intra-club games before you can start playing the inter-club league. ”

Sarin hummed and followed Rose through the narrow and gloomy corridor again to the players' lounge.

Tonight's event hadn't officially started yet, only the spectators who were entering the stadium one after another, and the cleaning staff in the aisles, and as Sarin followed Rose past the venue, he remembered the voice he heard from Emma last night.

But now there were only empty seats and all unfamiliar faces in the audience, and he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Even if it's really Emma, what can she do?

Sharin, what the hell are you thinking.

With this ghost that can never see the light, what can you do even if you find her, do you still want to continue the frontier?

Wake up, you are no longer of a world.

Shalin quickly retracted his senses, and the boxers who passed him past him glared at him fiercely behind him, only Woody and Sanhao waved him with enthusiasm and jealousy.

As people walked past here, the dark hallway reverted to its deserted appearance.

Geralt stood at the door of the lounge with a strange expression, looking at the mechanical-faced uncle's expression, as if he had something to say to Shalin, he guessed it was probably about the game, but he didn't know exactly what he would talk about.

"Yo, Hurricane Kid, you're here. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Two games in a row have been arranged for you today, and Boss Whale is in a hurry to let you participate in the league and advance, are you okay?"

"Nope. ”

Shalin said calmly, turning his wrist and neck as he spoke.

He still remembered that Rose had said last night that Morgan had been Geralt's former boxer in charge, and he must have been very knowledgeable about Morgan, so he squinted and took out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket and expertly handed it to Geralt.

"One for you?"

"No, I have my own ......"

Geralt was okay to excuse himself, and suddenly saw the brand name on the cigarette box - Mar......

His words of resignation instantly pressed under his throat, this brand of cigarettes is the highest quality of the free city-state, and it is also the same style as the star, of course, the price is not friendly to ordinary smokers.

The mechanical arm squeaked and took the slender cigarette, he lit it directly with his fingertip lighter, and when he saw the men start smoking, Rose went about her own thing.

"Boy, you have a good taste and you like this brand of cigarettes. ”

"It's okay, a friend has smoked this cigarette before, so I just learned a little bit. ”

Salyn also pulled out a slender cigarette and lit it with Geralt's fire.

He is not a smoker, but it doesn't matter if he has one once in a while, tobacco doesn't have much of a paralyzing or relaxing effect on his body, and the cells only help him get rid of carcinogens.

Smoking and drinking together may be the quickest way to tighten the relationship between two men, and you don't need to be as careful with a man as you are with a woman.

Just smell the same and just hit the hard.

Geralt was full of praise for Shalin's smoke, and Shalin didn't really want to hear Geralt's praise for his taste, and his eyes slowly rolled from side to side a few times, and he finally asked his concern from the side.

This old brother is not a little girl like Rose, and if she wants to get information from him, she has to be more careful to hide her true purpose.

"Brother Geralt, you've been working at Bang Bang Club for many years?"

"It's not too many years, after all, Bang Bang Club has only been open for seven years, but I have been working here since the club opened. ”

"Then you're the veteran of this club, amazing!"

Shalin sighed in surprise as Geralt laughed in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, and although he seemed to be unimpressed by the compliment on the surface, he still felt like smoke inside.

"Hey, what's the deal, I'm just here to eat. ”

"Although I used to be a fighter for a few years, it was all when I was young, and now it's your young age!"

Geralt said in a good mood, snorting the ash into the skeleton ashtray on top of the trash can next to him, and Sarin continued to compliment, trying to find a topic, telling little positive stories that would make men laugh and women blush.

In the past, this kind of joke was told to him by Keck, which belonged to passive absorption.

Shalin never imagined that one day, he would have to tell other men about fans.

Geralt maintained his tough guy image at first, and his face gradually became obscene as he listened, and the electronic clock's reading light flickered silently, and it was almost time for the game to start.

"Alright, don't be idle. ”

"Today I have arranged for you two fighters, and they will play together for a while, so that you can meet the requirements for participating in the kickboxing league as quickly as possible. ”

"Are you sure you can deal with the two together?"

Geralt snuffed out the cigarette and flicked it into the trash.

Shalin nodded and smiled.

"It's just a matter of moving one or two more muscles, and it's no problem to have another twenty!"

"Haha! It's good for young people to be confident, but don't be overconfident......"

"By the way, I don't think you have any mechanical modifications?"

Geralt asked suddenly, a little headless.

Sahrin nodded, noting once again the old kickboxing rules plaque that had collapsed in the fighter's lounge, stating that competitors were strictly forbidden to use hot weapons and that they were not allowed to bring any sharp weapons into the ring.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"Then you really have to protect yourself, or you'll have to put on a mechanical prosthetic like I am..."

"Boom Boom Boom Guy ......"

Geralt burst out laughing, his hoarse voice worse than a donkey's bark.