I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

Under the scorching sun and sweating profusely, Tu Fu followed the grizzled old Muller out of the boxing ring, across the street to the nearest public carriage platform.

While on the way, I listened to him talking about some trivial things that happened in the boxing gym recently.

It's nothing more than who wins and who loses, but these ordinary things become very interesting after the mouth of the old Muller.

"Do you still remember the red-haired boy who brought you here for the first time?" Old Muller squeezed his eyes, "He has been here for a while."

"Billy? He's on stage too?"

Tu Fu now has reason to doubt his identity, could it be that he is a transcendent who is looking for opportunities again.

"No, most of the time he acts as a qualified abuser, and his presence will always ignite the anger of both sides of the war. To be honest, after working here for so many years, a boy like him with vicious and ugly language It's the first time I've seen it."

Tu Fu knows that children of this age are under a lot of pressure, and most people have their own outlets, such as shopping and tasting food. He did not expect Billy's way of decompression to be so unique.

"Then what does he do with the rest of his time?"

Old Muller said quietly: "Because of his aggressive words, he was beaten together..."

Ok,

As expected of "Quick Mouth" Billy,

But beating is also a form of stress relief.

During the conversation, the old Muller led Tu Fu all the way to the central area in a public carriage. The most prosperous business district in Leeds actually had a branch of the Fight Club.

When passing by the street shop, the old Muller kindly reminded, "I will give you a suggestion, all the members in the club we are going to wear masks to hide their identities, you'd better buy one too."

"mask?"

Tu Fu smiled cheerfully, wearing masks between each other in the private club.

How does it sound like a kind of unserious feeling.

After randomly picking out a pair of cool dark gold skull pirate masks, he was taken by the old Muller to a signature and magnificent boxing gym.

The location is in the center of the city where every inch of land is very expensive. Whether it is buying or leasing, it is a lot of money.

Going up to the second floor, the guard at the bottom immediately opened the door when he saw that the person coming was Old Muller. According to him, this is the VIP center of the fighting club, which is dedicated to receiving outstanding players selected from the bottom.

"Miss Sasha."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mueller."

A pretty girl at the front desk greeted Old Muller and handed Tu Fu a registration form.

"Sir, to become an official member of Fight Club, you need to go through some procedures, and you need to pay an additional fee as a membership fee.

After you pass the test, you will enjoy the high-quality services provided by the club, enjoy the club's official venues, share information services, and entertainment activities held among members. "

"A full member?"

Tu Fu looked at Old Muller, as if asking him what was going on.

"Isn't that the purpose of your coming here?" Old Muller squeezed out a smile, even the wrinkles on his face seemed to kill flies, giving him a sinister feeling.

Tu Fu was tricked by the clerk in the bathing center last time, and now he has seen a similar smile again.

"What do you mean by test?" Tu Fu became interested.

Ms. Sasha who registered at the front desk began to explain: "Before becoming an official member, the club will arrange a decent fight, and only after passing can you be eligible to become a member.

"A special fighting match? Could it be that professional players are invited?"

This is not bad, it is very difficult for ordinary boxers to pose a threat to Tu Fu.

The staff of the Fight Club didn't give him any extra suspense, and the competition when it was Tu Fu's turn was already arranged in advance.

It is also a boxing arena, this vip gym is well equipped, not only provides a professional arena, but also plans several fighting venues.

It's just that there are only a few people inside, and the only few people are tasting the desserts provided by the club and chatting with each other.

In a row of seats under the arena, there was only a young lady wearing a fox mask, leaning on the seat wearing a white lady's bowler hat, with her legs turned up and her head close to her knees as if she was asleep.

But the one standing on the stage was a man with big arms and a round waist, also wearing a ram mask that symbolized the devil. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel a biting cold temperament.

Different from the underground boxing ring, which is full of scolding, only a few people can come to this high-end boxing gym, and their behavior is also quite elegant. Their eyes are vaguely glanced at the upcoming battle.

"let's start."

Old Muller sat down leisurely, smiling and ready to enjoy the upcoming good show.

Tu Fu, who also wore a skull mask, stepped on the steps firmly before going on stage, carefully feeling the difference in his opponent this time.

A cold, steely physique that doesn't seem to care who his opponent is.

Even if Tu Fu got close, he couldn't feel the sound of the other party's breathing.

"Sure enough, it's more than that simple."

Tu Fu wants to re-examine this fight club, it seems to be more complicated than he imagined.

Of course, this is not a problem. If you want to digest the potion, you have to do something more challenging. You can't make a name for yourself just by playing with some ordinary people.

"Come."

Until Tu Fu came to the stage and stood firm, the soles of the feet of the man in the ram mask on the opposite side seemed to be equipped with springs.

Dragging his strong body, he came crashing like a cannon, and his extremely fast movement caused the surrounding "huhu" wind, and he smashed Tufu together with his fists.

It was so fast that Hawkeye didn't even have time to activate, Tu Fu subconsciously stretched out his arm and touched the opposite side abruptly.

At the moment of contact, Tu Fu's complexion changed slightly.

The moment of confrontation with an opponent is not like the touch of hitting a person, but more like hitting a wall, and the fist hurts.

The person on the opposite side didn't even hum. It had been a long time since he had been promoted to a brave man that he had encountered such a strong opponent.

"Extraordinary?"

With this question in mind, Tu Fu decided to try again. After activating Hawkeye in time, he began to observe the opponent's movement.

His gestures are a little blunt, and his fighting skills are pitiful, but he doesn't retreat an inch when he strikes, and he relies more on his strong body to compete with him.

I don't know which way it is, Tu Fu can't take advantage of it head-on, so he has to grit his teeth and deal with him.

Because the guy wearing the ram mask didn't make symbolic temptations at all, and he didn't follow the conventional path to punch back. There is no word back in the opponent's dictionary.

The moves are stern and powerful, like a machine that never gets tired.

He didn't block, didn't retreat, didn't even follow the most basic boxing routines, and completely ignored the raindrops of counterattacks that fell on him. He waved his fierce and powerful arms like the wind, swimming like a steel whip.

Colliding with Tu Fu, every time the two bodies confront each other, Tu Fu feels his internal organs are turned upside down.

His attention has never been so focused as it is now, his vision is firmly locked on the two strong arms of the opponent's heavy punch, he controls every muscle in his body to dodge carefully, and beware of the power that can smash a person's head.

"It's not right."

After dodging several times, Tu Fu was surprised to find a detail.

The ram mask maintains the same force every time it makes a shot, even the point of force is exactly the same, as long as you pay a little attention, you can predict the direction of the impact in advance, even if you can't hit it, at least you won't lose.

What makes Tu Fu really feel weird is that this should not be how a normal fighter should behave.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, he should still consider his physical strength reserve. In addition, he did not dodge or test at all. He did not sweat or even heard a gasp until now.

He felt more and more that the opponent arranged for him by the club was abnormal.

Immediately, a glimmer of light flickered in Tu Fu's black and white pupils, and the scope of Hawkeye expanded another five meters from the boxing ring.

Within this field of vision, no slightest disturbance could escape his keen gaze.

Apart from him and the opponent wearing the ram mask, there was only the lady in the fox mask who was leaning on the seat not far away, her eyes narrowed, and she had fallen asleep.

Her head is close to her knees, and she lifts it up slightly when she is about to fall asleep. The slight shaking of her body is almost invisible, and the fingers hidden in front of her move slightly. This extremely subtle movement still falls into Tu Fu's eyes. .

"It turned out to be her."

After noticing this detail, Tu Fu immediately made up his mind.

"Crack."

With a thought, Tu Fu ignored the attack of the man in the ram mask, and made a sudden move sideways, and ruthlessly grabbed the horns of the ram on the man's mask, breaking it off with force.

There was only a crisp sound, and more than half of the mask was split open.

"Hush—"

Without waiting for the other party to fight back, Tu Fu spotted the lady wearing a fox mask who was about to fall asleep, and after a soft snort, he slammed the broken horn at her hard.

The heavy broken horn pierced the air, and precisely hit the lady on the head, only to hear her cry out in pain.

When the lady woke up, she looked at the kid wearing the skull mask with resentful eyes, "You don't even need to guess, only the guy with the adventurer path is so barbaric, it's really annoying."

"Isn't the rule of Fight Club only one-on-one?"

Tu Fu cast a cold gaze on Muller below.

"Of course, because it can't be regarded as a human being." Old Muller gave a reasonable explanation.

And right in the arena,

After the man in the ram mask was snapped off, it was not broken along the gap, and the facial features were not visible behind the mask, and what was exposed in the air was a set of rough metal gears.

Just after Tu Fu attacked Ms. Fox Mask with the horns, his opponent in the ring instantly froze in place, motionless.

It was this lady who controlled the puppet on the stage behind her back just now.

"Sir, congratulations on passing the extraordinary test and qualifying to become a real member of the club." The beautiful lady at the front desk, Sasha, showed a professional smile, "You will enjoy the above-mentioned benefits I just mentioned."

Tu Fu nodded slowly, rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "That is to say, from today on, I don't have to order a glass of wine in any club without compulsory consumption?"

"No, even ordinary people never limit their spending at any ring."

Sasha explained with a smile, then, as if realizing something, she turned her head and looked at Old Muller in disbelief. The latter pretended not to see him and counted his eyelashes. She shouted angrily:

"Mueller, are you forcing the sale of alcohol to ordinary members again?"

"Hey, the older I get, it's normal that I can't remember some things clearly." Old Muller put on a pitiful look, vividly demonstrating what it means for a bad guy to grow old.

Sasha gave Old Muller an angry look, turned around and stretched out his arms to Tu Fu, and handed over the application form just now, "Sir, you are welcome to officially join the Fight Club.

Here each official member has its own code name, and you can choose a simple code name for yourself. "

Tu Fu nodded slightly, and after a short thought, filled in a phrase in the bottom column.

Codename: Captain.