"Troublesome..."
Walking out of the library, Sulu's face suddenly darkened.
Looking for Gulam, Molly saw it.
Although this woman is not very suspicious, she is still suspected. Maybe she has a connection with the mastermind behind the scenes.
What if the other party has an old relationship with the corpse in the sewer? Haven't you become a self-inflicted trap
"And that female police officer—Marilyn! Doesn't she know how to protect witnesses?"
After these few days of investigation, Sulu knew with certainty that the other party did not send anyone to protect him.
Otherwise, the strength of the protector is too high, beyond his vigilance, which is obviously impossible.
"Could it be... secretly writing letters to Marilyn, or posting big-character posters?"
As a time traveler, certain habits have become instinctive.
Sulu considered himself a law-abiding and good citizen, and of course he thought of going to the police officer if he had a problem—here, he selectively ignored his previous behavior of desecrating the corpse.
Unexpectedly, just after walking a short distance, he found himself blocked by a group of people.
"Charlie? Baron? And... Angelia?"
Sulu looked around and found that they were all students from the fighting club, so he couldn't help but smiled: "How are you!"
"We are not good, very bad!"
Charlie didn't speak, but Baron replied coldly: "The president has decided to invite you to an open competition, do you dare to come?"
Before, the fighting club was almost overthrown by a student, which caused a lot of reputation damage.
As the president, Donald must of course find a way to make up for it.
However, Sulu was really mysterious, which made him a little afraid, so he mobilized his connections and conducted an investigation.
After coming and going again and again, it took such a long time before I came to challenge.
"Donald... What a cautious person!"
Sulu rolled his eyes, probably guessing the other party's actions, and glanced at the attribute bar: "Time? Where?"
"Tomorrow at noon, Fight Club!"
Angelia took a deep look at Sulu: "At that time, there will be other people watching, as a notary! What do you think?"
Is there a bet
Sulu wanted to say this very much, and then put all the golden dragons he got on it.
After all, he has seen Donald's strength before. Maybe the lv3 Maga martial arts is no match for him, but after being promoted to lv4, an increase in [Tiger Strength] has brought him close to the limit of inhumanity.
but…
At any rate, I learned the martial arts from the fighting society, but then turned my face and turned others over, what is this
"It's okay to beat a few coaches before... If Donald is also defeated, the fighting club will not be able to continue. '
Sulu sighed, looked at Angelia and the others: "I... agree!"
If you don't agree, you can't do it, these people won't let it go.
Behind the scenes, though, there was an opportunity for redemption.
"we will wait for you!"
Baron gave Sulu a hard look, and left with a group of younger brothers.
This scene, like a gangster looking for revenge, made ordinary students avoid it.
Of course, there were also many students staring at this scene with bright eyes, wanting to shout out the word 'cool'.
…
"Tomorrow's fight, I can't really go... Otherwise, defeating Donald in front of the audience would be too embarrassing. But I can't accept it... I can only go secretly at night to let Donald know the difference in strength...'
Sulu looked at the backs of everyone in the Fighting Club and touched his chin, "It's the best result for Donald to cancel the match... Of course, if he gives enough money, I'm willing to play a fake match!" '
In terms of skin thickness, facial paralysis has always been very advantageous.
He felt that this was really a good opportunity to make money, and even thought of Sean.
If there is a handicap for tomorrow's game, if I cooperate with him, I will definitely win if I want to win, and lose if I want to lose, and if I give a tip, I can also pose accordingly... Ahem... I think too much.
Sulu thought divergently and came to the school cafeteria.
Recently, he has a lot of money, so he ordered a steak, French fries, bread and vegetable soup to accompany the meal.
'Alas... I miss the old days...'
Sulu ate and drank quickly. Although he already had a foreign stomach, he still missed the food of his motherland even more.
After all, it’s okay to try western food once in a while, but eating it every day is really unbearable.
Back in the dormitory, continue to ponder the parchment and the diamond-shaped iron sheet.
During the period, Sean came back and settled the salary for the follow-up work, a total of 3 silver dollars.
According to him, the profiteer was very satisfied with him and wanted to introduce him to some jobs, but he was rejected without hesitation.
According to Xiao En - only when his head is kicked by a donkey will he continue to cooperate with that profiteer!
But Sulu always felt that with this guy's personality, one day he would say it was really sweet.
…
The summer evening breeze brings a refreshing atmosphere.
As night fell, Sulu walked along the river, and before he knew it, he came to the vicinity of the fighting club.
He came here to 'wake up' Donald, stop doing embarrassing things.
Of course, he is also looking forward to the experience that the other party may give.
Not to mention before, at this time the other party is definitely hostile to him.
'As for the red monster, the experience of defeating it for the first time must be higher than Baron's! '
When Sulu came to the gate of the fighting club, several students surrounded him vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"
"Hey man, take it easy!"
Seeing that they were about to do something, Sulu immediately said: "I'm here to find Donald, we need to talk!"
"Get out of the way first!"
At this moment, Angelia came over and said to several students.
After sending them away, she looked at Sulu with a complicated expression: "What are you doing back?"
"I think this incident was a misunderstanding from the very beginning, and the mistake cannot be allowed to continue!"
Sulu looked into Angelia's eyes sincerely: "Listen to me, coach... I want to have a good talk with President Donald, just two people! In the grove by the lake! Please tell him for me!"
Donald may still be full of confidence at this time, and he has to fail head-on once before he can turn his head around.
However, you can't do it in front of so many people.
The fight must be private, with no third party witnesses.
Sulu felt that he was really well-intentioned.
I just don't know, the other party doesn't appreciate it.
"..."
Angelia was speechless for a while.
You, a student who defeated the three major coaches, is it too late to talk about misunderstandings now? ——She took this as Sulu's surrender.
However, a little bit of kindness still made her say: "I will tell the president, as to whether to go or not, it is his own business."
"Thanks!"
Sulu thanked him solemnly, turned around and walked out of the fighting club gate.