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

"A half-sugar mousse cake, a plate of sandwich cookies, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice with rock sugar."

Leaving from the fraternity trading point, he came to the boxing gym of the Fight Club in the central area with ease. Tu Fu leisurely asked Miss Sasha at the front desk for an afternoon tea.

In the face of the other party's weird face, he comfortably took the plate and sat down in a sunny seat, once treating the club as a restaurant.

Slightly lift the obstructing pirate mask, and enjoy this well-made pastry with uncomfortable movements.

During school, he has limited time to come to the club, no matter how busy the days are, he will find time to come a few times, borrow the shooting range to practice marksmanship, and even if he doesn't punch a box, he still has a good dessert as usual.

This became one of the few ways for him to relax his mind.

After all, money is spent.

On a sunny afternoon, enjoying the sweetness of the afternoon tea, and then looking at the superhumans who are willing to compete in the ring, Tu Fu likes this state very much. It is really a luxury to have a fixed time in a daze.

Today's luck is not bad, not long after I came to the club, I "coincidentally" bumped into Ms. "Fox" who just came.

The other party seems to be a regular member of the club and the most frequent socialite. He has maintained a good relationship with most members of the club, and whenever he has time, he will serve as a tester before inspecting official members.

If Tu Fu hadn't seen from the surveillance that this elegant lady had returned to the extraordinary team "Orderman" under the Cult of Order, I'm afraid no one would have guessed that this extraordinary person was actually an official undercover agent.

The "undercover" lady seemed to have noticed her position, and she took the initiative to approach her, "Mr. Captain, I see you enjoying it almost every time I come here. Do you like the afternoon tea here?"

"In comparison, I care more about the ten kronor that is handed over every month."

Tu Fu put his palms on his chest, making distressed movements.

This humorous remark and action hit Ms. "Fox"'s smile, but he didn't know that this was his truest inner monologue at the moment.

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, he took the initiative to speak: "Ma'am, do you know who the founder behind this club is? These interesting rules of the club are really suitable for many extraordinary people to digest potions."

"Unfortunately, as far as I know the creator has long since left."

Ms. Fox can only hold her hand about this, "I have also changed a few people who took over the management of the club, although the form of the club has been preserved, and now it is a mid-sequence extraordinary figure, at least a Sequence 7.

However, since he took over the management of the club to now, there have been many different changes compared with the previous club business model. "

"for example?"

"Fight Club was originally built as a ring for the extraordinary, as a place known only to people in the circle.

But it’s different now. The new chairman, Bieber, let more ordinary people participate together. Apart from building civilian rings in various districts of Leeds, there are some bad off-site activities other than fighting. "

Ms. Fox did not directly indicate that she had disclosed enough information to Tu Fu, although it was not important enough to be kept secret.

"The off-site activities she refers to are those official members who launch strikes and parades or do things that rob the rich and give to the poor." Tu Fu has learned a little bit from the "Eye of the Sky", but he is not very interested.

Just as the two were sitting on the seats under the arena, a man wearing a red nose mask came towards him. He was a clown path transcendent code-named "Smiley" whom he had met a few times.

Tu Fu fought with this man once, and learned that Transcendents of the Clown Path are as slippery as loaches, their limbs have strong flexibility and balance, and they can always make exaggerated body movements in competitions.

"Ms. Fox, Mr. Captain, we will have a great operation later, and many members below will participate. I guarantee that this will be more exciting than a fight. You might as well join together."

Mr. "Smiley Face" should be a young man. When he spoke, he waved his fists lightly forward, and his immature voice couldn't hide the excitement.

"What are you going to do with this event?"

Ms. "Fox" did not give an answer, she put a snow-white calf enchantingly in front of her knee, and took out a pack of slender cigarettes from her handbag and lit it.

Her mature charm spreads to every part of her body.

Mr. "Smiley" stared briefly and then withdrew his gaze before smiling, "We decided to arrest a high-ranking police officer to scare all the bastards in the damn police department in Wood District."

A senior constable?

Tu Fu thought he heard it wrong, this was no longer a joke.

It's against the law to strike a city official, let alone a police officer who maintains law and order, but he can tell from the other party's tone that this is not a joke.

"Don't worry, we're doing a good job. The guy we decided to kill is a complete jerk. He took bribes from the developers of Wood District, demolished the refugee camp and left many poor children on the streets.

He even has a close relationship with the biggest real estate developer in Woodland, the bastard Morton. Can the person who contacts Morton be a good person? What does it matter if we teach him a lesson. "

Mr. "Smiley Face" couldn't help being furious when he reprimanded the other party's evil deeds one by one, and he gritted his teeth viciously: "Bastards like this should be punished, but they live a chic life because they have the backing of the police department.

So, is it all fair to the children who have been dismantled from the refugee camps, the workers who have been fired for crushing strike movements over and over again? "

Tu Fu wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but after hearing the ins and outs of "Smiling Face", he also fell silent suddenly.

No matter what he said now, the other party couldn't listen.

"Mr. Captain, take the lead in challenging a corrupt official in a high position. This is definitely a good opportunity to digest the potion. Ma'am, maybe you can also use this opportunity to train the puppet."

"Smiley" is still sending invitations to these two transcendents who can win over.

"What did you decide to do?"

Mentioning this, the face behind Mr. "Smiley" smiled, "Ordinary members of the club are spread all over Leeds, there are servants who provide information, there are carriage drivers who plan routes, and there are mobile peddlers from the police station to his door to monitor, action From time to time there are members who are on guard, and we can use almost all the resources of the club."

When Mr. "Smiley" spoke, he couldn't hide his excitement all the time, as if the participants he mentioned had such a fanatical attitude.

After these words, Tu Fu's first impression was not very good.

A belated chill rose up his back.

He really underestimated the power of Fight Club before. At least from the recent events, he saw that some people wanted to use ideological struggle to openly intensify the conflict between the two classes. It didn't look good.

Tu Fu was silent for a while, "I'm curious, when did you do these things?"

"From the righteous arbiter who is not afraid of power, his appearance is like a ray of light in the dark that always shines, inspires, and inspires us all. He is a great extraordinary thief and a spiritual teacher for all of us."

When the "smiley face" opened his mouth, he put his arms on his chest respectfully,

The mask of a clown smiling on his face, the corners of his mouth seem to be slightly raised a few arcs,

"Mr. Rogue."