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The sparring partner that Federer found for Odysse was experienced and had superb fighting skills. He usually sparred with senior members of the club.

When communicating with Odysse just now, he was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Federer to let him spar with a novice.

But when the sparring partner shouted "start", Odysseus took a step forward while extending his right hand, and hit the sparring partner's chest with his open palm, "knocking" him out.

The sparring partner stood up, holding his chest. If it was a punch just now, he would definitely have been injured.

Odysseus hurried to help: "Are you okay?" It was

the first time he used fighting skills to fight others, and he didn't know how to take it seriously. He didn't expect that he could easily push the person out.

"It's okay, it's okay." The sparring partner was a little embarrassed: "I wasn't ready just now, I wasn't ready, let's do it again!"

It must have been careless just now.

The two people fought against each other again, and each took a ready posture.

The sparring partner saw that Odysseus's ready posture was a little strange, with his body slightly bent and his fists forward one after the other.

This posture was a bit strange. The sparring partner asked, "What kind of preparatory posture is this?"

Odysse was slightly stunned before saying, "Emperor Roselle's style!"

This was actually the starting posture of Bajiquan in his impression. After becoming a "combat scholar", Odysse, who had only watched movies and related videos about Bajiquan, found that he was actually very proficient in this boxing style.

But this is a "mysterious world" after all, and no one knows anything about Bajiquan, so he directly used Roselle as a shield.

The sparring partner was slightly stunned: "Emperor Roselle can also fight?"

But fortunately, he did not delve into it, but took a deep breath and prepared himself: "Begin!"

This time, the sparring partner took the first step and swept his legs to attack Odysse's legs, which seemed unstable.

Odysse squatted slightly, and his whole body bent like a cooked shrimp. He first blocked the sparring partner's attack with his two arms, and then he suddenly exerted force and pushed the sparring partner out with his shoulder.

Odysse showed mercy and pushed with his entire shoulder instead of the hard shoulder peak.

If the shoulder tip is used, it is easy to injure the sparring partner's internal organs.

The sparring partner was surprised in mid-air. This blow pushed him out of the elastic training ground and he was probably going to fall on his butt.

But just when he was about to land, he was suddenly pushed by a force and stood steadily.

The sparring partner looked back and said, "Mr. Fred."

At some point, the tall and thin Fred was already standing behind him: "You go and have a rest, I'll practice with him."

The sparring partner was slightly stunned and stepped aside.

Odysseus looked at Fred opposite him and smiled: "Sorry, I can't seem to control my strength."

"I know," Fred took a ready stance: "I can see that you don't mean to hurt anyone.

"Come on, get ready, start! "

Fred swung his right fist fiercely, and Odysseus ducked again to avoid Fred's attack. At this time, Fred raised his right arm because of the punch, and his entire right armpit was completely exposed to Odysseus.

Before the opponent's left fist came, Odysseus attacked fiercely.

But what Odysseus didn't expect was that Fred's right leg kicked out at this time and could kick Odysseus' chest first. The domain name of this site has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net) . Please remember.

Odysseus immediately crossed his hands and blocked in front of him.

Boom~

This kick hit Odysseus's arms. Odysseus followed the huge force of Fred's kick, and his feet left the ground, as if he was kicked out, but soon he landed lightly on the ground.

All this happened very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the fight between the two was over.

At this time, Odysseus had time to think: the loophole caused by Fred's punch just now was a trap!

Fred said: "I understand what kind of practice you need. Today I will teach you the first point: eyes must be faster than fists!"

Then he attacked again, and just like before, although Odysseus defended Fred's attack, he had no chance to fight back.

Soon, their practice was gradually noticed by the surrounding club members, and they came forward to watch.

Although Odysseus has been at a disadvantage, the fight between the two is still very exciting, and the fighting skills have been brought to the extreme!

After practicing for about an hour, Fred suddenly stopped: "That's it for today."

"Thank you. "Odysseus thanked him sincerely.

He did not leave the fight club immediately, but began to review the fights just now. He would practice immediately to feel the experience when he understood something.

After being promoted, Odysseus had an extraordinary memory. He could basically remember every fight just now, so he reviewed the one-hour practice for more than three hours.

During the review process, Odysseus suspected that Fred was also a Beyonder who was good at fighting.

Just in the practice with the sparring partner just now, Odysseus could already feel that even though he had never been exposed to fighting before, with the help of the magic potion, his fighting skills were far beyond ordinary people.

Only Beyonders could be his opponents.

It was already evening when he left the club. Thick fog had shrouded the streets and alleys, and only the swaying horse lanterns could be seen in the distance.

Arriving at the public carriage station on the street, Odysseus waited for the carriage with some people who were getting off work.

He glanced at the club again, and a middle-aged man in his forties who was a little sloppy came into view.

Odysseus had noticed that this middle-aged man had been observing him. After

sensing Odysseus's gaze, the middle-aged man smiled generously, and then his gaze turned to the direction of the club.

Odysseus did not sense any danger, so he did not pay much attention.

At this time, a newsboy passed by, selling evening newspapers at the station: "New news in the Loen Evening News: Mrs. Mary, a wealthy woman in the anthracite factory, was threatened by unknown sources... The warships of the Loen Kingdom and the Feysac Empire had a brief confrontation in the southern part of Sonia Island...

"And the Daily Observer's report on the current situation in the East District..."

Odysseus recalled the reporter named Mike. He remembered that Klein had protected this reporter to interview in the East District: "Give me a copy of the Daily Observer." "

He took out a coin from his pocket and handed it to the newsboy in exchange for a newspaper.

On the front page of the Daily Observer, there was indeed a detailed report about the East District.

After a while, the carriage came, and Odysseus sat on the carriage and continued to read. At this time, he saw a report about Ms. Mandy "recruiting new people" in the East District.

Although it was not stated that it was Ms. Mandy, Odysseus knew that the report was talking about her.

I believe that many people who have been to the "Nanmu Ballroom" can know that this is talking about Ms. Mandy.

Odysseus couldn't help frowning. After all, it was a gray industry that could not be seen in the light. It was necessary to talk to the reporter. The domain name of this site has been changed toSitting on the public carriage, Odysseus thought again. He estimated that Ms. Mandy had already made corresponding responses.

However, to be safe, he still had to go to the "Nanmu Dance Hall" tomorrow.

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No. 15 Minsk Street.

Dingling dingling~

Klein, who was about to enjoy dinner, heard the doorbell. He smiled helplessly: Now when I hear the doorbell, it's like hearing the phone ringing before, which makes people avoid it.

He walked quickly to the door. In his mind, the somewhat anxious reporter of the Daily Observer, Mike Joseph, appeared.

Klein was slightly stunned. It was so late, why did this reporter come to see him? As soon

as the door opened, Mike smiled and said, "Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Well, I have disturbed you." Klein said helplessly, "It's so late, what do you want to see me for?"

"I received a threatening letter." Mike said calmly, "I think I wrote something I shouldn't have written."

This veteran reporter has encountered such a situation before, so he is still relatively calm.

Klein was slightly startled: "Come in and talk."

After the two entered the door, Mike smelled the food in the living room: "Mr. Moriarty, if you don't want to be a detective one day, you can consider becoming a chef."

"In response to your compliments, I should invite you to dinner." Klein smiled while making tea: "But I'm sorry, I only made one dinner."

He handed the teacup to reporter Mike: "Let's talk about business."

Mike took out an opened letter from his pocket: "I received this in the afternoon."

Klein opened it and quickly browsed through it. The general content of this letter was that it pointed out that there was something "wrong" in today's "Daily Observer" and invited Mike to the "Nanmu Ballroom" to have a chat tomorrow. It

was different from the threatening letter he remembered. The wording was very polite. If he didn't know that it was sent by Ms. Mandy, it really seemed like an invitation to Mike to dance and spend money by the way.

Klein asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I have to go," Mike said with experience, "It will be more troublesome if I don't go.

" "But if I go by myself, it may be dangerous, so I have applied to the editor-in-chief for a commission of 10 pounds, hoping to hire you to protect me.

" "Well, it's the same as last time. Even if there is no conflict, you can still get these commissions.

"If there is a conflict, I will increase the commission based on your contribution."

The last time I went to the East District, I only got 10 pounds in commission for the whole day.

Finally, Mike judged, "I am quite clear about this kind of conversation. As long as I promise not to write about Ms. Mandy in the future, I don't think there will be a conflict."

Klein was playing with a coin while listening. When Mike finished speaking, he suddenly bounced the coin up and caught it.

After taking a look at the color of the coin, Klein smiled and said, "I'll take this commission."

Mike breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then we'll leave at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Klein nodded: "I won't keep you for dinner. "

After seeing Mike off, Klein walked quickly to the restaurant and prayed to the goddess in his heart that the dinner would not be cold. The domain name of this site has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net). Please remember.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Klein, who had eaten breakfast early, took a carriage with Mike to the "Nanmu Dance Hall" on Ernst Avenue in the North District.

After getting off the carriage, Klein was slightly stunned. He had thought that the "Nanmu Dance Hall" was similar to other dance halls, with a somewhat dark and vulgar decoration style, and street girls would be displayed outside like commodities.

But what he didn't expect was that the "Nanmu Dance Hall" gave people a completely different feeling.

First of all, this is a four-story building. The main entrance is two to three times larger than that of an ordinary dance hall. On the left side of the door is a huge hand-painted sign.

I don't know what dye was used on the sign. The material is brightly colored even outdoors.

In addition to the name of "Nanmu Dance Hall", there is also a picture of a young woman in a black dress, posing as if inviting someone to dance.

The woman's image is not glamorous, but she is very elegant, with a graceful look and movements, which is obviously different from ordinary streetwalkers.

But the black stockings that are just right exposed make people imagine.

Klein suddenly had a very strange feeling, and it was not until he entered the door that he understood where that strange feeling came from: even in Backlund, this is a very rare and very clever way of publicity.

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No. 51 Henry Street.

Odysseus came to the herbal medicine shop early and replenished the herbs on the shelves.

After Kena came, Odysseus gave a few instructions and then went to the basement in the backyard.

There is a basement in this small yard, but it was blocked by Odysseus, and only he can enter it.

The door to the basement is in Odysseus's room, and when the door is opened, there is a staircase going down.

Odysseus stretched out his hand and injected spirituality in the right place, and all the extraordinary traps set in this downward corridor were lifted.

Going down the stairs is a room the size of a living room.

The room is very empty, with only a clothes hanger and a set of tables and chairs.

There is a black windbreaker and a black top hat on the hanger, black pants and a silver mask on the table, and on the ground nextThere is also a pair of black leather shoes.

On the two walls of this basement, there are two "teleportation arrays" that Odysseus spent a total of nearly 9,000 pounds to build.

Like the array at 77 Hilton Avenue, it also uses the "eight-pointed star" array, with the valuable "Ahona crystal" in the middle, and various gems at some key nodes.

Because the amount is too large, he has only reimbursed half of the expenses from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery in bits and pieces. There is still a long way to go before all the expenses are reimbursed.

One of the "teleportation arrays" leads to a room in the "Nanmu Ballroom", and the other room leads to Odysseus' laboratory in the suburbs.

The laboratory in the suburbs is his main laboratory.

Odysseus changed his clothes, put on a mask, and injected his spirituality into the teleportation array leading to the "Nanmu Ballroom". An illusory passage appeared in front of him. He stepped in and appeared in a room on the third floor of the "Nanmu Ballroom" two or three seconds later.

He opened the door to the third floor, which was facing the front desk on the third floor.

The receptionist at the front desk was slightly startled, and immediately smiled: "Mr. Gal, you are here."

As she spoke, she rang the bell leading to Ms. Mandy's office.

Odysseus, who had most of his face hidden behind the mask, nodded slightly. After waiting for a while, the elegant Ms. Mandy walked over quickly: "Mr. Gal."

Odysseus said: "I read the report yesterday."

Ms. Mandy was somewhat flustered: "My work is not thorough enough. I have made an appointment with the reporter Mike. He and his hired bodyguards have arrived."

Odysseus nodded: "You guys talk about your things, I will sit aside and listen." The domain name of this site has been changed toKlein and Mike were first taken to a reception room on the first floor by a waiter. After sitting for a few minutes, they were invited to the third floor by another waiter.

On the way to the stairs, Klein saw the huge ballroom on the first floor.

The roof of the first floor was opened up, and a gorgeous and huge chandelier hung from the top of the second floor. This structure made the ballroom look large and tall, and the murals and decorations even gave people a sense of art.

Klein sighed, although it was not as luxurious as the aristocratic ballroom, it also gave people a sense of class.

This should be the favorite of the middle class. It would feel very decent to spend money in such a place.

Even if they were to take care of the business of street girls, they would hope to go to a more decent place.

At this time, the ballroom was very deserted, with only some waiters cleaning.

On the sofa in the ballroom, there were two or three girls chatting and laughing. After Klein and Mike appeared, they all looked at the two men with a smile.

Klein suddenly had a feeling like when girls looked at him when he was in school before.

Mike also sighed: "The feeling here is indeed different."

Klein also nodded.

Following the waiter all the way to the third floor, the decoration here is more gorgeous, and there are entertainment areas such as squash and billiards, as well as a dining area and a cafe.

Of course, there are also warmly decorated rooms.

The two were taken to a small reception room. Mandy was already waiting here. She stood up from the sofa and said seriously, "Glad to see you two."

In addition to Mandy, Enoch was also there, but he did not stand up, but looked at the two guests with a gloomy face.

He came here today just to intimidate, so there was no need to say anything.

As soon as Klein entered the door, he looked at the inner wall. He felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him and Mike from there.

Mike also said, "Nice to meet you, Ms. Mandy."

Mandy made a gesture for everyone to sit down. After they all sat down, Mandy asked Mike, "Have you heard of the Nanmu Ballroom before?"

Mike told the truth, "Not very well."

Mandy said seriously, "Then why did you write some reports that could easily lead to misunderstandings?"

Mike was originally very calm, but after being asked by Mandy, he suddenly became a little uneasy: "I... I just reported it truthfully, and there is no slander."

Klein sighed in his heart: Unknowingly, the initiative of this conversation has been in the hands of Ms. Mandy.

This is not an extraordinary method, but just an ordinary rhetoric.

But the cold gaze of the vicious man on the side and the powerful aura of Ms. Mandy made the experienced Mike also affected by the atmosphere in the room.

Watching Mike start to explain and seeing him getting more and more embarrassed, Klein cleared his throat and said, "Since Mr. Gal is here, why don't you come out and talk to us in person?"

Mandy was slightly stunned, and the conversation strategy was instantly interrupted.

Just as she was about to deny it, the inner wall slowly opened, and Odysseus stepped out of the secret door: "Originally, I didn't have to talk to this reporter Mike in person, but you are different." The domain name of this site has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net). Please remember.

Klein was slightly stunned, realizing that Mr. Garr had discovered that he was an extraordinary person, so he had "different treatment".

Then, he felt that this "Mr. Garr" gave people a very familiar feeling.

But because the other party was wearing a mask that only exposed his mouth and chin, he didn't know where he had seen him before, so he could only wait until he had time to do divination.

At this time, the four people in the room stood up, and Odysseus came to sit opposite reporter Mike, and Mandy and Enoch quickly stood behind him.

Odysseus opened the cigar box on the coffee table, picked up two cigars and threw them casually: "Have a cigar."

The ability of "combat scholar" allowed Odysseus to accurately control the force, and one of the cigars fell steadily into the hands of reporter Mike, even between his index finger and middle finger.

When the other cigar was about to enter Klein's hand, he used the "magician's" skill to flick it lightly, and the cigar flew back to the cigar box: "Sorry, I don't smoke cigars."

Odysseus seemed to be waving his hand casually, and hit the cigar back at Klein: "Have a smoke."

Klein was about to flick the flying cigar again, but this time the cigar seemed to have a life. When it was about to touch Klein's hand, it suddenly turned and did not touch his outstretched hand, but fell right into his palm.

This contest happened very quickly, and by the time Mike and the others reacted, it was over.

Just now, when Odysseus was hiding in the dark room and realized that Klein had looked at him many times, he knew that he must have noticed his existence. After all, the "diviner" was also a more spiritual Extraordinary.

If it was "Odysseus, the owner of the herbal medicine store", he would have discovered it, but now Odysseus is "Mr. Gal" with a gray industry. Even if he was discovered, he would definitely have to knock the other party out if he came out openly.

Klein felt the tremendous pressure from "Mr. Gal" and understood his intention to intimidate him. He certainly would not confront him head-on on someone else's territory, so he put away his cigar and said, "I'll take it back to smoke."

It was then that he suddenly thought: Our fight just now was a bit like the contest between masters in martial arts movies... Haha, Mr. Gal must be an extraordinary person who is good at close combat.

After hitting the "bodyguard" and making Mike feel tremendous pressure, Odysseus said to Mike while cutting his cigar, "Mr. Reporter, I've read some of your newspapers.

This chapter is not yet finished, click the next page to continueBut I really

want to ask you a question. Your report has attracted some people's attention, but has it solved the actual problem?

"For example, the poverty in the East District, and the economic policies that are increasingly unfriendly to the middle class."

After Odysseus cut the cigar, Enoch immediately bent down and lit it slowly for him with a lighter.

As the owner of the herbal medicine store, Odysseus always smoked tobacco that he roasted and added some herbs. When he was the "leader" of the Mystic Research Society, he always smoked cigarettes.

When he was "Mr. Gal", he smoked cigars.

Different clothes have been smoked with different smells of smoke, which is just one of the details.

Of course, the main reason is that Odysseus gave these three characters different temperaments.

So the herbal medicine store owner Odysseus, Mr. Gal, and the "leader" look like three different people.

Under the pressure of "Mr. Gal's" aura, Mike answered honestly: "Some problems have been solved, but most have not."

Odysseus took a puff of the cigar and gestured to Mike and Klein to sit down: "Mr. Reporter, I know you are a reporter with relatively professional ethics and have done many things to help others.

"But you can't solve the problems of poverty in the East District and the miserable fate of streetwalkers, because people who pay attention to your reports don't care about the fate of the poor and streetwalkers!"I This is not a complicated truth, but Mike, a reporter from the Daily Observer, had intentionally or unintentionally ignored it before. In his heart, he did not want the elite class of this society to be cruel and ruthless.

He hoped that the elite class would be like him. Some problems were just not discovered by everyone. Once discovered, they would find ways to actively solve them.

Odysseus leaned on the back of the sofa and said in a slightly vicissitudes of life voice: "I am doing the same thing as you, but the method is different.

"I don't expect the understanding and help of those big people, because they can't understand. It is unreliable to rely on sympathy to help, because sympathy may disappear the next day.

"You should have heard that I once tried to open a factory.

"It's not because I'm investing, but I just want to give street girls another way to go. After all, who would be willing to do this business if they are not forced to do it?

"But I failed. At present, only one 'Nanmu Restaurant' is still profitable."

Mike hurriedly said: "I heard that you are doing a great..."

Odysseus raised his hand and interrupted Mike's words: "You don't need to compliment me. I know that what I do is not great.

"On the contrary, it's a bit dirty. "

He pointed to his mask: "Once you put on this mask, you can't take it off.

"But I don't regret it, because I have actually solved part of the problem. Unfortunately, I have only received the cold eyes and ridicule of the upper class. So far, there has not been a second "Nanmu Ballroom." "

Mike was a little excited: "No, what you did is really great. It has provided protection for many street girls and avoided many tragedies."

"Thank you." Odysseus suddenly stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Reporter."

Mike also quickly stood up.

Odysseus continued: "People who are willing to know about the "Nanmu Ballroom" will find out through their channels, but that channel cannot be newspapers, because this channel is too easy to be misunderstood and used by others."

He pointed to his mask again: "And I want to remind you that there are too many secrets of big people under this mask.

"For you, for me, and for the "Nanmu Ballroom", please don't have reports like yesterday."

Mike immediately said: "Don't worry, at least it won't appear in the Daily Observer again."

Odysseus took another puff of the cigar: "Thank you. "

They chatted for a while, then Mike stood up to say goodbye, and "Mr. Gall" walked them to the stairs.

Leaving the "Nanmu Ballroom", Mike said, "This is a respectable gentleman."

Klein nodded in agreement, and at the same time he planned to go back and tell where he had seen "Mr. Gall" before.

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"Nanmu Ballroom" on the third floor.

Odysseus smoked a cigar and said to Enoch, "You can bring people to the ballroom to spend money in the evening, and the expenses will be on me."

Enoch bowed happily, "Thank you, Mr. Gall."

He was one of the few people who knew that Mr. Gall was Odysseus. The domain name of this site has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net). Please remember.

After Enoch left, the elegant Ms. Mandy said, "Mr. Gall, Lord Asibourne just sent an invitation yesterday. Well, this is the second time he has sent an invitation. He hopes to invite you to the ball he is hosting."

Odysseus smiled, "He still doesn't give up. "

The huge profits of the "Nanmu Ballroom" have made many people salivate and want to take it for themselves.

Fortunately, this is a gray industry, and the nobles and parliamentarians are unwilling to compete for it. Asibourne is a lord who was bought with money, not a powerful noble, so his eating habits will be a little ugly.

"Don't pay attention to him." Odysseus took a puff of his cigar and said, "Just say that I don't have time to participate. If he dares to use some insidious means, I will deal with him. "

After chatting for a while, Odysseus planned to go back immediately. He was going to continue practicing fighting and master the new extraordinary ability as soon as possible.

Returning to the room with the "teleportation array" sub-array again, Odysseus closed the door, activated the sub-array, and returned to the basement of Gal's herbal medicine store.

After changing his clothes, he became the owner of the herbal medicine store again.

Odysseus sat on a chair in the lounge and suddenly smiled. He didn't expect to meet "Sherlock Holmes" today. He didn't know if this "great detective" realized that he was the "hermit"? Or did he find the business model of "Nanmu Dance Hall" familiar?

While guessing Klein's thoughts, Odysseus took out his pipe and stuffed it with tobacco.

After lighting the pipe, he recalled the creation The process of running the "Nanmu Dance Hall".

When Odysseus crossed over, he experienced a strange extraordinary event.

The extraordinary event took place in the northern suburbs of Backlund. The original owner of Odysseus' body was the youngest son of a small farmer. Although the price of grain has been falling in recent years, the farm has not gone bankrupt and life is still acceptable.

The moment Odysseus crossed over, the entire farm, as well as all the creatures in the surrounding farms and workshops, turned into irrational monsters. Only Odysseus was not affected and became a "secret peeper".

There are many small workshops producing industrial products in the local area, so most of them are believers of the God of Steam and Machinery. After receiving the report, the "Mechanical Heart" immediately intervened and launched an investigation.

The "Mechanical Heart" noticed that this case seemed to be related to some advanced extraordinary characteristics or seals of the "Secret Peeper" path or the "Common Sense" path. Even the headquarters of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery has asked about this matter many times.

Therefore, they examined Odysseus for a full half month.

this level of connection is detected to be related to the "Wild Knowledge", it is estimated that the God of Steam and Machinery will come to Odysseus in person to talk.

The "Heart of Machinery" investigated for more than half a month, but did not find any clues. In the end, it had to take Odysseus, who had become a Beyonder, to Backlund and find him a residence close to the Backlund Mechanical Research Institute to continue observation.

However, by entering the "Wild Knowledge", Odysseus had already understood the reason for the extraordinary event. When he came to this world, he had a lot of knowledge about the old days and the starry sky, so he brought a huge disaster to the surrounding space.

As for why this disaster did not affect the entire Backlund? Not only was he not affected, but he also became a Beyonder?

Odysseus believed that it should be related to the "Wild Knowledge".

He was not sure about the specific reason, but this was the most reasonable guess.

At the same time, when Odysseus used the "Wild Knowledge" to study his own experience, he accidentally discovered some laws and new uses of spirituality and magic arrays, which allowed him to further study a way to grow spiritual herbs on a large scale and quickly.

So he cooperated with the investigation of the "Mechanical Heart" while learning occult knowledge under their close surveillance, pretending to have an epiphany, and then began to contract the mountains to grow spiritual herbs.

At first, he only sold them at some occult gatherings, but later he got an order to supply spiritual materials to the "Mechanical Heart", so he had the money to open a herbal medicine store.

As a healthy young man, when Odysseus gradually became rich, he would of course take care of the business of the street girls who were all over the street.

But soon, Odysseus was very disappointed with the custom industry in this world. The domain name of this site has been changed toBefore crossing, Odysseus had certain self-requirements for himself in terms of morality, but after crossing, his mentality changed. He felt that he had lived again, so of course he had to experience a different life.

At the same time, there were so many streetwalkers, either openly or secretly, and it would be strange if Odysseus, who had a little money, did not do something.

However, Odysseus soon discovered that the custom industry in this world was too rough.

He had seen some movies about "Qingguanren" and had heard stories about "Yangzhou Skinny Horse" and "Someone's Human World".

Knowing that this industry should be a little more upscale, it should look more decent and more cultural.

At least there should be literary performances and chats with the young ladies, right?

Later, with a deeper understanding of this industry, Odysseus felt the malice of this city. The lives of many streetwalkers were very miserable, especially those who were infected with diseases and died in their best years.

Odysseus also thought of some ways, such as using the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery to introduce female workers to some factories.

But he found that many female workers started to work as streetwalkers again after a period of time.

After asking, Odysseus learned that most of them became unemployed again because more advanced machinery entered the factory and the factory laid off workers, and some of them became unemployed again because the factory closed down or the manager deliberately dismissed them.

At this time, Odysseus began to think about this problem seriously. He found that this era did not give many choices to ordinary people, especially those from poor families.

Although society is developing and even creating many new professions, people from poor families do not have enough knowledge to allow them to catch this high-speed development train and share the dividends of the times.

In the end, they are still poor and even spend their lives miserably.

Odysseus finally deeply felt what "the sadness of the times" is. At the same time, he realized that with his identity and ability, it was difficult to help these women by legal and compliant means.

So he thought of the idea of transforming the street girl industry in Backlund. Just when he was making plans, he rescued Mandy, who was about to be sold to the black dance hall because of debt problems, and began to train her to be his deputy.

After having a detailed plan, he used the power of mysticism to subdue the gang headed by Enoch, and pushed forward his plan step by step. In the end, he used all his savings and all the money he could borrow to open the "Nanmu Dance Hall".

After the dance hall opened, Odysseus found that the requirements of these street girls were not high. They just wanted to have a stable and protected place to do business.

But without Odysseus's efforts, they could not even meet this requirement.

After that, Odysseus spent more than half a year, according to the requirements of "clean people", to cultivate a group of street girls with certain literary and artistic qualities, and who could play at least one musical instrument and various social dances.

At this level, they can no longer be called street girls, but should be called by Loone's name: socialites.

It was also from that time that Odysseus began to build his own intelligence network.

Because such a "business" is very fresh, it attracts a large number of senior nobles, wealthy people and parliamentarians to patronize, and even several princes have come secretly.

This is equivalent to planting many of his own eyes in the upper class of Backlund.

It was through this intelligence network that Odysseus determined that the noble children who visited the "Rossel Memorial Exhibition" alone had no abnormalities in recent times.

At the same time, Odysseus cleverly used the power of some bigwigs to make the gray industry of "Nanmu Dance Hall" exist reasonably.

The tobacco in the pipe burned out, and Odysseus cleared his throat, and his thoughts about the past ended here.

He looked outside through the window and began to think about the new knowledge he gained after his promotion.

...

No. 15 Minsk Street, Cherwood District.

Klein came back in the carriage hired by reporter Mike. As soon as he entered the door, he took out a coin and said to himself: "I have met Mr. Gal before.

"I have met Mr. Gal before.

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While reciting silently, he flicked up the coin, and it was the front!

I have seen it before!

Klein closed the door, walked quickly to the sofa, and then began to use "Dream Divination": "The scene of my meeting with Mr. Gal.

"The scene of my meeting with Mr. Gal.

"..."

After reciting it silently seven times, he sat on the sofa and fell asleep by "meditation".

In the half-asleep and half-awake state, Klein saw a small reception room, a high-end sofa and coffee table, and a cigar box on the coffee table.

This was the scene of their meeting just now.

Soon, this familiar scene was covered by a layer of rolling gray fog, and his vision was also blocked by the rolling gray fog.

Klein woke up from his dream instantly, and he frowned: the divination failed.

Is it because of insufficient information? Or is it blocked by some high-level seal?

Dingling dingling~

The doorbell interrupted Klein's thoughts. He came back to the door. It was the maid of the landlord, Mrs. Starling Summer, who came to invite Klein to the party.

Klein then remembered that he had promised Mrs. Summer to attend the "blind date" she was holding at home today.

As for Mr. Gal's problem, he could consider it when he had time, or just stop here. After all, they were not the same kind of people, and there was no need to go to the gray fog for divination.

...At about 1:00 p.m., Odyss took a carriage and came to the "Backlund Fighting Club" in the Hilton District again.

It was still the head coach Federer who accompanied Odyss to practice. After reviewing and thinking about the previous night, Odyss used Tai Chi to fight Federer today.

Odyss had learned Tai Chi in the physical education class in college, and his understanding of this boxing style was more profound than Bajiquan.

What "Wild Horse Split Mane" and "White Crane Spread Wings" were used one by one, and the club members who were practicing around were stunned.

Federer also muttered in his heart: "Is this a new fighting style that you have learned? This style is very advanced in unloading and exerting force. Why haven't I seen it before? It's just that the posture is a bit weird.

"It's just that Odyss has not yet fully mastered the fighting skills of this style, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with."

Even so, Odyss occasionally had the opportunity to fight back today.

After practicing for more than an hour, Federer nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it can be seen that you have done a lot of thinking. "

Odysseus thanked Federer, and just like yesterday, he began to review and think.

This made Federer, who was instructing other members and occasionally glanced over here, sigh: Maybe, in another week, I won't be able to instruct him.

When leaving the club, it was already evening.

Odysseus was not affected by the gray fog outside at all. He smiled with relief. He had gained a lot this afternoon.

On the way to the public carriage station, he saw the middle-aged man in his forties who was a bit sloppy yesterday.

This time the middle-aged man came forward with a smile: "Friend, do you want to make money?"

Odysseus looked at the other party: "Yes, what? Do you have any illegal ways to make money?"

He thought to himself: I won't encounter anyone who pays a large sum of money to have a child, right? The domain name of this site has been changed to

Mike was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that he had grasped the key to the problem! The domain name of this website has been changed toThe middle-aged man was stunned when he heard Odis's question, then he smiled and said, "As long as you don't call the police, it's not against the law.

" "Fight a match, win 5 pounds, lose 3 pounds, how about it? Isn't it very profitable?"

Odis finally understood that he was going to fight in a black boxing match, or to put it more nicely, fighting without rules.

It sounds really profitable. Most of the middle-class people in Backlund have a weekly salary of between 3 pounds and 8 pounds. To be precise, if it exceeds 6 pounds, it is already a relatively wealthy middle-class.

But many times, the injuries suffered in a match cannot be healed in a week.

Then Odis was thinking about another thing: I am worried that there is no actual fighting opportunity, but I can go to the underground fighting field and hone my fighting skills in actual fighting without rules.

Seeing that Odis didn't speak, the middle-aged man thought that he was not satisfied with the reward: "Win 6 pounds, lose 4 pounds, how about it?"

He smiled and said, "It can't be more. After all, you have never fought in a match, and I don't know what your level is. This is already the highest price I can give you. "

Odysseus came back to his senses and asked, "If I can win two games in a row, how much money can I make in the second game?"

"Are you confident, young man?" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The second game is 12 pounds!

"But I have to remind you that the people who fight in the fighting field are all good."

Odysseus said to himself, "In other words, if I win three games in a row, I can earn 24 pounds in the third game alone?"

In that case, I can get a total of 48 pounds in three games! Very profitable!

He grinned: Why didn't I think of this way to make money before?

The middle-aged man saw that Odysseus's smile was gradually getting a little creepy. He cleared his throat and said, "If you win three games in a row, you can get 50 pounds in the third game, but few people can win three games in a row, so don't think so."

Odysseus didn't seem to hear the middle-aged man's words: "In that case, you can earn a total of 74 pounds! Not bad!"

"You..." The middle-aged man was a little helpless: "Forget it, think whatever you want."

Odysseus said: "I'll go with you, I want to play the game."

He felt that he couldn't wait!

"Okay." The middle-aged man put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. Soon a small carriage drove up.

After getting on the carriage, the middle-aged man introduced himself. His name was Gers. He was the manager of an underground fighting arena. Every day he would look for new people in places like fighting clubs.

Odysseus nodded. It can also be said that people who fight black boxing "consume" faster.

The carriage went all the way to the southern part of the bridge. In a not very spacious alley, there was a shabby bar.

As Gers brought Odyss in, a customer immediately greeted him: "Gers, you brought back another chick?"

"This is not a chick." Gerss said seriously: "This gentleman is a senior member of the Backlund Fighting Club!"

This explanation instead attracted laughter. A red-nosed customer laughed: "Last time, that big guy was also praised by you, but he got his nose broken after only one minute on the stage."

"Hahaha~"

The laughter got louder.

Gerss waved his hands in annoyance: "Gentlemen, get ready to place your bets!"

As he spoke, he brought Odyss to the bar. The bartender immediately opened the baffle of the bar and knocked on the door behind. The domain name of this website has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net). Please remember.

The door opened from the inside, and there was a staircase going down. There was a guard inside.

"Come on, chick, try to hold on for a minute!"

"Hahaha~"

The "come on" and laughter behind seemed to overturn the roof.

After the door closed, Odysseus stopped on the stairs and asked, "Can I place a bet?"

Gers was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "Of course!"

Odysseus took out his wallet from his pocket: "Let me see, I still have 66 pounds, 12 soli and 5 pence here. I'll bet them all on myself to win three games in a row!"

Gers was stunned looking at the stack of money: "You...you are very rich."

Odysseus was also slightly stunned. He examined his clothes: "Do I look like I am very poor?"

"You...I see that you are not wearing a tuxedo or a dress like a gentleman, and you always take a public carriage, so..." That's

why Gers stepped forward to ask. If he knew that this guy could take out more than 60 pounds at a time, he would never ask. If he was so rich, he would only participate in unregulated fighting unless he was sick.

Odysseus said helplessly, "It's uncomfortable to wear a formal suit."

"But gentlemen all wear that."

Odysseus spread his hands and said, "I never want to be a shitty gentleman."

He didn't continue the topic, but handed the money to Gers: "Remember to give me the receipt."

"Okay, okay." Gers quickly put the money away. Of course, he would not refuse the business that came to his door. At the same time, he planned to spend 1 pound to bet that Odysseus would win the first game. If he won, the odds would be very high, and if he lost, he would only lose 1 pound.

Going down the stairs, there is a large underground space, which is two or three times larger than the bar above, and there are two other entrances. The only disadvantage is that the air is not very good.

There is a large wooden circular fence in the center of the venue. On the fence and on the ground inside, you can still see some dried blood.

The place for betting was a small, shabby desk. Behind the desk sat a 30-year-old man with a fierce face and yellow teeth from cigarettes.

Hearing the conversation between Gers and the other party, Odysseus knew that this was Simon, the owner of this underground fighting arena.

After learning that Odysseus had bet more than 60 pounds on him, Simon looked at the thin young man in front of him with a somewhat fierce look: "You have courage."

Odysseus smiled slightly and asked the manager Gers: "Please prepare a dinner for me. Well, it's better not to be too greasy."

Gers first asked Simon with his eyes, and then nodded: "Okay."

Simon reminded with a malicious smile: "It's better to eat less, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable if you vomit after being beaten!"

Several thugs behind him laughed unconcealedly.

"Thank you for the reminder." Odysseus didn't say much, and found a stool to sit down. Ten minutes later, Gers brought him dinner.

Pork stewed with tender peas, a large piece of bread, and a cup of cheap tea.

The taste was average, but Odysseus was not picky about food. He ate all the food while watching the gamblers who came here to place bets one after another.

By around 8 o'clock in the evening, more than 200 gamblers had gathered here, and the first game was about to begin. The domain name of this website has been changed toBecause Odysseus was a newcomer, Gers arranged for him to play in the first match. His opponent was a big man about 1.9 meters tall, who was looking at Odysseus with a relaxed look.

"Tim, you got a big bargain."

Tim was the name of Odysseus' opponent.

"The first match is nothing to watch."

"..."

Amid the noisy voices, the referee outside the venue announced the rules of the game: "If one party faints, admits defeat, or leaves the competition venue in any form, the other party will win.

"Ready, go!"

The gamblers shouted for Tim to deal with the newcomer in front of him as soon as possible.

Tim took the initiative to attack and swung forward with a punch.

Odysseus dodged it with a light tap, and took the opportunity to step forward and stretched out his palm, hitting Tim's Adam's apple and chin with all his strength, knocking him out.

Boom~

Tim fell to the ground hard and fainted.

The surroundings were quiet instantly.

Simon, who was sitting high up watching the game, took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked the stunned manager Gers: "You said he was from Backlund Fight Club?"

Gers reacted: "Yes, yes. "

"I'll ask about it tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, yes."

In the arena, Odysseus looked at the referee: "Is there a counting of seconds?"

The referee came to his senses, symbolically counted a few seconds, and then announced that Odysseus won.

"I can play another game in a row." Odysseus smiled.

The people around him only then reacted, and for a while there was a "buzzing" of discussion, speculating on the origins of this newcomer.

The referee did not respond immediately, but went to Simon for instructions before coming back and saying: "Okay, the second player comes on stage, Toby! You will be the opponent of this newcomer! "

Everyone around him almost said "Oh~" at the same time, and many people smiled knowingly.

A man about the same height as Odysseus took off his hat, windbreaker and shirt, and began to warm up outside the arena.

Odysseus carefully observed this opponent. He didn't look tall, but his muscles were very tight and his punching speed was very fast. From the expressions of the people around him, it was clear that Toby must be a master of this underground fighting arena.

While Toby was warming up, the betting for the second game also began.

Odysseus sat leisurely on the wooden fence and probably heard that there was still Most people bet on Toby to win.

After all, Odysseus won too quickly just now, and not many of them were experts in fighting. They had no idea what was so clever about Odysseus's attack, nor did they understand that Odysseus' victory was not a fluke or good luck. They still bet according to their previous understanding.

Soon, the second game began.

Toby stared at Odysseus wholeheartedly. He knew very well that Odysseus must be difficult to deal with.

Odysseus was more serious than the previous game and took a standard fighting posture.

The surroundings began to shout in a mess again: "Toby, hit his nose into his stomach!"

"Toby, make him kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

"Toby, I'm betting everything on you!"

"Hurry up and start, you two bastards! "

"…"

The two people in the arena had been staring at each other for more than ten seconds. Finally, Toby couldn't bear it anymore and finally began to throw a tentative punch.

Odysseus also made a move at the right time to block Toby's attack, then suddenly leaned forward, ready to push Toby down.

Fortunately, Toby's attack was just a tentative one and he had enough space to jump away, but the process of jumping away was a bit embarrassing.

The spectators around saw that the situation was not good, and they shouted: "Come on, Toby! Don't be like a woman!" The domain name of this site has been changed to (www.xiaoshubao.net). Please remember.

"Toby, what are you doing? Punch, punch! "

"…"

Toby felt that he had roughly figured out the opponent's moves and began to attack with his legs.

In his opinion, the opponent's style was to get close quickly and then launch an attack. As long as he didn't let the opponent get close, he could continue to observe and look for opportunities.

After dodging several rounds of attacks from the opponent, Odysseus seized the opportunity and rushed forward. He quickly squatted down and avoided Toby's kick again. Then he stood up suddenly and actually hit Toby with his right shoulder, lifted him up and knocked him out.

Crash~

Toby fell on the table behind a circle of gamblers. After shouting in pain, he also fainted.

The area around the arena was quiet again.

But this time the referee reacted: "The newcomer wins! The newcomer wins again!"

The gamblers around started to talk again. They really couldn't understand how the newcomer, who looked relatively thin and whose muscles didn't seem to be very developed, could beat two people in a row?

Odysseus held out three fingers: "I want to fight ten... No, I want to play the third game."

The referee went to Simon for instructions again and came back soon: "The third game will be three against one. Are you sure you want to play? "

Odysseus saw Simon, who looked fierce in the distance, showing a sly smile. He said indifferently: "Sure."

The surroundings became quiet again.

"This is a madman!"

A gambler exclaimed, making the surrounding discussions louder.

Some thought that this newcomer was too arrogant, while others thought that this newcomer must be sure.

While the three players were warming up, the bets for the thirdstarted. This time it was basically a 50-50 situation. Half of the people had bet on Odysseus to win, and half of the people had bet on him to lose.

The third game began!

Odysseus was surrounded in the middle, and the three opponents immediately launched an offensive.

They did not rush forward, but two of them attacked strategically, while the other one directed and made up for the gaps.

Odysseus used his agility to escape from their blockade repeatedly without any danger.

After a basic observation of the three opponents, Odysseus planned to start a counterattack.

At this time, he saw a familiar face among the gamblers around him.

It was a thin middle-aged man with a striking scar on the corner of his left eye.

Odysseus suddenly recalled that Enoch had reported to him on Monday that this was an informant of the "Manufactured Punisher" and someone was paying to find his whereabouts.

The moment Odysseus was distracted, his opponent seized the opportunity and punched Odysseus in the cheek with all his strength.

Amid the enthusiastic shouts around him, Odysseus' ears were buzzing from the blow, but the extraordinary people were much stronger than ordinary people. He took a step back, shook his head, and the discomfort quickly disappeared.

But his opponent seized the opportunity, and the strongest one among them attacked from behind Odysseus and locked Odysseus' shoulders with his arms.

The opponent who had just punched Odysseus raised his foot and kicked Odysseus' chest and abdomen fiercely.

Odysseus struggled twice, but when he couldn't break free, he used the big guy behind him as a force point, jumped up suddenly, and locked the oncoming opponent with his legs.

He twisted it hard, and the opponent flew out in a spin, fell on the wooden fence and fell to the ground. As soon as

Odysseus's feet touched the ground, he exerted force again, and actually jumped up with the big guy behind him on his back, then turned over and fell to the ground with his back facing down.

This fall was very heavy, and the two arms that locked Odysseus were immediately released, and the big guy was shaken so hard that he couldn't get up for a while.

Odysseus jumped up and was about to attack the third opponent.

However, the opponent jumped outside the fence in panic and chose to surrender.

The surroundings fell into silence again.

Odysseus looked at the referee: "Do you want to continue fighting?"

The referee quickly said: "New, new, the newcomer wins."

Odysseus jumped out of the wooden fence and went to Simon to get his reward and gambling money. The domain name of this website has been changed to