Across America, Starting with the Boxing Champion

Chapter 1 Mr. Diver

 “Link! Link! Wake up!”

Link opened his eyes and took off the Playboy magazine covering his face. The bright sunshine in Miami fell directly on his handsome face, making him squint his eyes involuntarily.

Beside him, the fat man James was wearing a large beach T-shirt and a Heat ball cap, looking thoughtfully at the sea in the distance.

"What happened?"

Link stretched out, took out a bottle of mineral water from the ice bucket, and drank half of the bottle in one breath.

“It’s the girl named Taylor. It’s been almost two hours since she entered the water and she still hasn’t come out. She didn’t bring an air pump. I’m worried that something will happen to her.”

Fat James pointed to the sea in the distance and said.

This is Miami, Florida, in the middle of the golden beach of Palm Bay, Baker diving equipment rental store. Link is the store manager of this store, and Fatty James is his partner.

 “She was gone for two hours? How did you know?”

Link looked at the fat man and asked doubtfully.

 This section is a public beach with clear water, moderate wind and waves, and a large coral reef offshore, which is very suitable for diving here, so many tourists come here every day to rent diving equipment.

 At peak times, Baker's store can rent out more than ten units a day. It's May now, the peak season for beach vacations, and today the store rented out six units in the morning.

There are so many tourists entering the water that it is difficult to remember the time when each person entered the water.

Fatty James's face turned red when he saw him, he held up the brim of his hat and stammered: "I, I saw it, okay I'll confess, she is very beautiful, with blond hair, and a great figure, like a model, I noticed her when she entered the store."

Link chuckled lightly, it turned out that he was feeling spring. He yawned, lay down again and said, "Don't worry, tall people have good diving skills, nothing will happen to them."

"Go and have a look. If someone has an accident nearby, our store's business will also be affected. For the sake of dollar bills, go and have a look."

Fat James shook his shoulders, and his pitiful eyes made Link feel helpless. Did you let me go for love? You are such a dog.

 But considering the business of the store, he took a few pieces of diving equipment from the store and took a speedboat to search for nearby shallow waters.

 The seawater depth near the public beach is within 60 meters, the current is gentle, and the water quality is clear, which is more suitable for diving adventures. Most tourists who come to Miami to play in the water choose this area, except for those who like adventure.

Link drove the speedboat in a circle within 1-2 nautical miles offshore to observe the surrounding movements. He found a red hairband 800 meters away from the coast, with a piece of golden brown hair wrapped around it.

Link looked around and found no floating corpses or living people, so he couldn't tell where the girl was.

 He could only go to the sea to have a look.

He is a time-traveler. After time-traveling, his physical strength, endurance, speed, and reaction ability are much higher than before. When diving in shallow water, he can swim very fast with only a few simple diving equipment.

 At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the surface temperature of the sea water is above 20°C, making it very comfortable to soak in the water.

Link dived ten meters below the sea surface. Through the light blue water, he could see the coral reefs on the seabed. Groups of colorful otter fish, scaled swordfish, and white-scaled fish shuttled among the corals.

The underwater world is novel and magnificent, which can stimulate people's desire to explore, but there are also many dangers hidden under the sea. Many coral reefs with spiny barbs, poisonous jellyfish, stinging fire coral bushes, etc. are all natural enemies of divers, and it is also easy to Where the unexpected happens.

Link walked around several dangerous areas. He didn't see any blood, and no one was trapped in the coral. The waters were calm and calm, so James' worries were unnecessary.

When he came out of the water, a young man wearing a Baker's diving suit stood beside the speedboat and said with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Baker, are you coming to dive too?"

“No, I’m here to find someone, a tall girl with blond hair. She’s also wearing a Baker wetsuit. Did you see that?”

“I met one half an hour ago. She seemed to have gone over there. She swam very fast.”

The patron pointed to a small island two or three nautical miles away and said.

"Got it, thank you!"

 Farewell to his patrons, Link drove the speedboat towards the island.

The island is small in area, more than ten meters above the water, and only 500 meters wide at its widest point. It is shaped like a mango, with black rock walls and many short vegetation growing on it. Sometimes the island will be completely submerged when the tide rises.

Link drove the speedboat around the island and saw a tall **** a flat black rock in the east.

The girl has wet hair, her wetsuit has been taken off and placed on the reef, and she is only wearing a spotted bikini. She has a figure of nearly 180 centimeters, with fair and clean skin. She has the slender figure of a girl, but also has the vitality and sexiness of an adolescent girl, with a bud. To be released, there is indeed a lot to see. The girl was sitting on the stone. Her left calf was bleeding. She seemed to be about to take off her bra to bandage the wound. When she heard the sound of the speedboat engine, she put it on again.

 “Hey, need some help?”

“Yes sir, my calf was scratched by a stone and I need treatment.”

The girl responded loudly.

Link drove the speedboat slowly towards the island, stopped at a rock, and called the girls to get on the boat.

When the girl got closer, he realized that she looked familiar, like the famous star Taylor Swift, with blue fox eyes and a few brown freckles next to the straight bridge of her nose, which made her look very green.

Thinking of Fat James calling her Taylor, and thinking of the recent Beach Music Festival held in Miami, there is a high possibility that the other person is Swift.

But it is now 2008, and Swift has only debuted for two years. She is a country music singer and is not well-known in the pop music industry. Link can pretend not to know her.

 “How did you get hurt?”

“What bad luck. I just scratched my shin lightly on the coral reef.”

The girl held her fair and slender calf, looking at the three-centimeter-long, bleeding wound and complained.

“Your wetsuit is not strong enough for diving in dense coral reef areas.”

Link looked at the wetsuit next to the girl. It had a nylon outer layer and was more close-fitting, but the quality was worse than Lycra and the rent was cheaper.

"I understand. When I was renting a wetsuit, the fat clerk told me that it was strong enough to handle the conditions in the nearby waters. But it turned out that it was not strong at all. I'm going to find trouble with him."

 “It’s time to cause trouble for him.”

Link smiled lightly and mourned for the fat man for two seconds.

The speedboat stopped at the public pier. Fatty James ran over panting and asked diligently, "Miss Taylor, why are you injured?"

“You told me that this diving suit was very strong, but it broke when I hit the coral reef and hurt my calf. How should you compensate me?”

The girl crossed her arms across her chest and looked at the red-faced fat man and asked.

Fat James was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and explained gesticulating: "We only have four sets of wetsuits suitable for your body type in the store. Three of them have been rented out, and this is the only one left."

"Then you should tell me frankly that I can rent at other shops. You are not the only diving shop here. Because of your deception, I cannot participate in tomorrow's rehearsal, and the impact is very bad. How should you compensate me?"

 The woman asked menacingly.

"me"

The fat man took two steps back in fright and saw Link coming up with diving equipment. As if seeing a savior, he quickly ran behind Link and shouted, "He is the boss, you ask him to compensate."

 “Are you the boss?”

Taylor turned his head in surprise and looked at the tall, handsome, but not very talkative boy.

“Yes, my name is Link Baker, and I am the owner of Baker’s Diving Shop. How about we go in and talk?”

Link chuckled.

 Taylor was dazzled by his bright smile and handsome face, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you helped me."

"You're welcome. There is a medicine box in the store. I will help you disinfect and bandage it first. The wound is not deep and it will scar in three or four days."

Link pointed to her calf.

"OK, thank you."

Tyler held his arm, stepped on the soft white sand, and limped into Baker's Diving Shop.

 (End of this chapter)