Chapter Eighty-Six: Fishing for Stupid Fish

The Silly Fish Club, across the street from Bang Bang Club, looks bigger from the outside.

But now the clubs and entertainment venues are not open, after all, most of the shops on this street are open after the sun goes down, and the gray sky makes the day in the bad city more like night.

Wearing a mask and bandages on the exposed parts of his body, Shalin bought two clothes that the people of the Bad City wore at random.

As the Mosquito Fish and the Ang Thorn Fish passed him with clear umbrellas and yawns, the two of them didn't realize that the man was the one Woody had brought back to the club last night.

The two stupid fish chatted while walking, not knowing that all the chats were listened to by those who cared about it.

"Alas! I was not doing well yesterday, and I was scolded by the boss again!"

"What's going on with a strong newcomer from the Bang Bang Club, is it the one from last night?"

The Angspur Hammer said dejectedly, bought two vanilla-flavored cones from the vending robot on the street, and handed one to the Angstingfish.

The mosquito-eating fish suddenly exploded, slamming the vanilla-flavored cone into the mouth of the stinging fish, and the anger burned wildly in the eyeballs.

"It's all said! 10,000 times!"

"Real men just want to eat strawberry-flavored cones, idiots!"

"It's because you've been buying me vanilla-flavored cones that I can't concentrate on the Bang Bang Club garbage at work, you idiot!"

The stinging fish struggled to stuff the cone whole into its mouth, swallowing it in one gulp, and helplessly broke its misplaced jaw.

"The strawberry-flavored cone is sold out......"

"Then you have to buy a chocolate-flavored cone! When the strawberry-flavored ones are sold out, you must eat the chocolate-flavored ones! Don't you even know this!"

The mosquito-eating fish pointed at the face of the anxivorous fish and kept getting angry at him, until the anxivorous fish bought a strawberry-flavored iced milkshake from the vending robot, and the mosquito-eating fish stopped losing his temper, snorted arrogantly, and speculated seriously:

"It shouldn't have been the new one last night. ”

"You said how could a stowaway be so strong when he first stepped onto the fight club arena, I guess the one called Hurricane last night must have been a mammalian that secretly hunted a new former S-rank fighter in the hunter's net, otherwise why would that person have a bandage on his face?"

The mosquito-eating fish said with an affirmative face, quickly draining the strawberry milkshake and throwing the package into the trash.

The stinger also ate another vanilla-flavored cone and sucked its fingers.

"What do we do now?"

"The boss of the Shark asked us to find out about this newcomer and get his contact information, but it is impossible for those people in the Bang Bang Club to give us, right?"

"After all, it's such an important boxer for Bang Bang Club......"

"Idiot!"

The mosquito-eating fish slapped on the back of the head of the ang stinging fish, only to hear a loud bang, and even the exaggerated metal ornaments on the ang stinging fish rattled.

"Even if the Bang Bang Club people don't give us the Hurricane's contact information, can't we just squat that man ourselves?"

"It's just because I'm doing things with you that the boss scolds me!"

The two stupid fish yelled at each other and walked into the Silly Fish Club, completely oblivious to Salin, who was eating the last cucumber-flavored ice cream next to them, and unaware that their plan had been heard by the target.

Until the two of them completely walked into the unopened shark club, the figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway, and Sarin held an ice cream stick in his mouth, his eyes full of thought.

The Silly Fish Club wants to take the initiative to contact me to pry me away from the Bang Bang Club?

It's just that there is a potential fighter in Bang Bang Club, and the Silly Fish Club will do it to this extent, and it is blatantly doing this kind of thing, which shows that the hatred accumulated by the two clubs has been quite a lot.

There is probably no vanity between them, and no club knows each other's thoughts.

But how about meeting the shark tonight?

Sarin chewed on the ice cream stick and rhythmically tapped his fingers on the bench at hand.

This is a habit he has had since he was a child, and whenever Shalin thinks, his fingers will unconsciously start tapping, as if his fingers will stop thinking like this.

As the frequency of thinking increases, the speed of finger tapping increases.

Da, da, da......

The slightly dull sound of percussion drowned out by the rain and the sound of motor vehicle engines, and came to an abrupt halt as a passerby sneezed ahead.

"Hey, do you really want to refuse first?"

"Pretend, put the line longer, and wait for the sharks and whales to take the bait....."

"But if you want the fishing line not to be torn off, you still have to study hard!"

Salyn held the ugly mask in one hand, his eyes full of danger and mystery narrowed into a slit.

Then he got up and walked to a more cultural street, where he wanted to find a bookstore that had opened early.

Although he doesn't know why something as traditional as paper books still exists, Sahrin once thought that a highly technologically advanced city like a free city-state would no longer use paper to record words.

But when he went online in the early morning, he deliberately checked the map, and there was a normal video store and bookstore near Teutonic Street.

Presumably, some people still have the habit of reading paper books, sarin guessed.

And if you want to check the information on the Internet, it is too expensive and too expensive, so what he has to do today also includes going to the bookstore to find information, reading books related to the lingua franca of the city-state, as well as the laws of the free city-state and the bad city.

The Teapot Bookstore is located just one street in front of Bang Bang Club, just opposite the Silly Fish Club.

The street, called Round Table, looks more cultural than the neighboring Teutonic Street, with squirry snack shops and eeriely coloured bubble tea shops dominating most of the street's shops under gleaming neon lights.

There are also some toy shops on both sides of the round table street, and some toys full of blood, violence and sex fantasies are displayed in the cabinet in the window, and in the lower right corner of the large sign at the door, a warning as big as an ant is written in black letter:

[Minors are not allowed to enter]

Oh, the owner of the toy store is a clever little ghost.

Holding an umbrella, Sarin raised an eyebrow at the sight of the discreet designs, quietly walked past the dark toy store with chainsaws, axes, folding knives, and simulated inflatable dolls wrapped in bloody bandages.

When he finally followed the instructions on the map to the Teapot Bookstore, he saw that this bookstore seemed to be different from the bookstore he remembered.

Strange, isn't a bookstore a place to sell books?

What is the matter with the VR glasses in this store, and the big, wave, and wave beauties on the cover of the photo box?

"It doesn't seem like the bookstore I imagined, right?"

Shalin's eyes widened and he sighed strangely.