Sharon looked with Tina's eyes. Sure enough, she saw a boy in a hat, lowering his head and shrinking his neck, sneaking along the root of the wall to the remote alley across the road.
No, recently, due to the severe crackdown, New York City has been calm and quiet, and there are many fewer petty thieves. There is no chance for the "good neighbor of New York citizens" to make a move.
Where is Peter going?
Even if it's walking home, it's not the direction back to the apartment.
Is it... A date?
Tina looked at Sharon excitedly, with a fire of gossip burning in her eyes: "Hey, boss, let's sneak up and see what the boy has done, OK?"
Sharon smiled and knew that Tina was deliberately diverting her attention in order not to continue her investigation. However, he was also curious about where Peter was going, nodded and said, "OK, but you can't follow. This boy has first-class anti reconnaissance ability, and his rash action is likely to be noticed by him."
"What about that?"
"It's nothing. Let's use high-tech means."
Sharon dialed Monica directly: "check this phone number and send his location to my mobile phone."
More than half an hour later, the sky was full of sunshine. Sharon and Tina drove to a slum. Looking at the dilapidated buildings around and the tramps on both sides of the road, Sharon and Tina looked at each other.
No one will choose the date place here, right?
The two got out of the car. In the eyes of those tramps who were numb, surprised, greedy and so on, according to the red dots displayed on their mobile phones, they entered a garbage filled and stinking alley.
Tina covered her nose and carefully moved her high heels, afraid that her brand-new red high heels would step on the sewage on the ground. Sharon walked inside and came to the middle of the alley. He looked up and couldn't help laughing: "here."
Tina also looked up at the sound and saw a rusty iron pipe hanging on her head with a mass of things wrapped by white objects.
"It's a schoolbag hung with a cobweb," Sharon smiled. "The boy's cell phone must be in it, but he doesn't know where he has gone."
Tina pinched her nose and looked around: "it must be a mess here. It may be dangerous for his children to come here alone."
"Yes, it's dangerous, but it's not him." Sharon glanced. "I don't believe you didn't see the difference between Peter."
Tina shrugged and didn't speak.
They were about to go out when suddenly a tramp stumbled in. Before people arrived, a pungent smell of wine came to their faces.
"Damn it, Luke, what are you doing?"
Tina stamped her foot and complained.
The tramp was full of excitement and quickly made a silent gesture: "my aunt, keep your voice down. I've made up like this. You can recognize it. I really convinced you both."
"As soon as I got off the bus, I saw something wrong," Sharon smiled. "Those tramps are made up by people of your action team. It's too unprofessional. They don't even spread a newspaper under their bodies. Do you want to be frozen to death at night?"
Luke said helplessly, "well, two big men, what are you two doing here suddenly?"
Instead of answering, Sharon asked, "what are you doing here?"
Luke whispered two sentences according to the earphone plugged in his ear hole. With the permission of his superior, Luke explained in a low voice: "there is an underground boxing ground nearby. After the crackdown, it was closed. But recently, I think the wind has passed and the sneaky opening has begun again, so we're going to have a nest today. "
Sharon knew where Peter had gone and grinned, "where is the underground ring and how to get in?"
Luke narrowed his eyes warily, "what do you want?"
"I want to go in and have a look."
"What if I say no?"
"No, definitely."
"Our captain said, really not."
"It's all right. Your manager Willie absolutely said it was OK. Why don't I call him?"
“……”
Five minutes later, Sharon hugged Tina like a bird, like some arrogant rich second generation, came to a seemingly abandoned swimming pool and kicked on the closed iron door.
After a while, the small window on the iron door opened, and a pair of fierce eyes appeared: "who, it's closed here, nothing to roll..."
Sharon directly blocked each other's mouth with a stack of banknotes and said impatiently, "shut up. Ma Fu from 13th Street introduced him and said there was fun here."
Instead of receiving the money immediately, the other party called someone first. But NIA has arranged everything, and naturally he gets a positive answer. After confirmation, the other party accepts the money and opens a gap in the iron door.
"Come in quickly. If NIA's grandchildren see it, we'll be in trouble."
At the urging of the guard, Sharon came in with Tina in her arms. Then they searched and turned in their cell phones to make sure that there were no gadgets like eavesdropping on the video on Sharon.
"Put this on. Remember, after you go in, don't inquire about the identity of others, otherwise we won't be responsible for the accident."
One person handed the two masks to Sharon, let Sharon and Tina put them on, and then led them into the venue.
After entering, Sharon found that the abandoned swimming pool had been transformed into a fighting field. There are many masked spectators sitting in the stands around. Although they can't see their faces, from the perspective of their clothes, most of them are idle rich people.
Sharon and Tina casually found a front seat and looked at the swimming pool in the center of the venue.
The three meter deep dry swimming pool has two meter high iron railings outside, which can prevent players from escaping and do not affect the sight of the audience. At this time, two strong men were fighting with weapons.
The fight looked bloody and cruel, but soon Sharon saw that the two men were definitely Tuo. Although they were bleeding and their weapons hit each other like death, they were actually skin injuries and would not hurt their lives at all.
However, the audience watched with interest. After all, for these ordinary people, blood and scream are enough to stimulate their adrenaline.
As for whether it is true or false, what is the connection.
Seeing the atmosphere of the audience almost set off, one of the big men suddenly flew up his hammer and "mercilessly" hit each other on the stomach. The other side screamed, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and fell to the ground.
The winner waved his hands arrogantly and shouted at the field. Almost all the audience clapped and stamped their feet desperately, and banknotes were thrown out. The reward was given to the "warrior".
After the applause paused, a man in a silver suit and a fox mask came out, took the microphone and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the first game was so exciting and people couldn't wait for the next game."
"Then the next player is a legendary player. At present, he has set a record of 21 wins, of which 19 have killed his opponent alive. "
"Today, the one who challenges the legendary player is a newcomer!"