Tang Ming did not leave after leaving the box, but came to the underground black boxing venue.
In the ring, Xiaodao has won three consecutive victories. At this time, he is fighting a burly white man. Although there is a difference in body size between the two, they can still win easily with their superb fighting skills! Four consecutive victories! The ring
There were enthusiastic shouts, extremely crazy.
These are people who bet on the knife to win. If the knife wins, they will naturally win money.
"Knife, do you still want to continue?"
A referee smiled and said: "Since you joined the Blackwater Group, you have won twenty-five matches in the ring. In another fifteen matches, you will be able to participate in the promotion boxing match."
"If you are promoted to a gold medal boxer, your worth will increase tenfold in the future!"
In the underground world, only gold medal boxers are considered top boxers.
If you become a gold medal boxer, you will be eligible to participate in the boxing championship. Once you win the championship, you will be civilized in the entire underground world, and you will even receive invitations from mercenary groups and killer organizations.
"Oh, Dao, keep fighting. I've already won $50,000 by betting on you today."
"Haha, me too."
"Knife, you can definitely do it, come on, keep fighting!"
"Go on!"
The audience in the audience encouraged him crazily.
Xiaodao slowly shook his head, because he had already seen Tang Ming waiting for him.
"John, next time."
"I feel like I have two broken ribs and I need to take good care of myself."
Xiao Dao pretended to be in pain and rubbed his abdomen, then refused to continue fighting in the ring.
The referee didn't say much. He just nodded and announced that the two boxers were on the field. After Xiaodao came to the side and took his bonus, he suddenly grabbed a handful of money and threw it into the sky.
"Guys, this money will buy you a drink."
Xiaodao laughed wildly: "Drink to your heart's content!"
The scene suddenly became lively.
When no one was paying attention, Xiaodao took Tang Ming out of the underground club the way he came.
ground.
It is still a dark old city, and the evening breeze is bleak. It is hard to believe that such a desolate old city is actually a city that never sleeps in the basement.
"Mr. Tang, is the matter done?"
Xiaodao asked in a deep voice.
"No, I went a little late."
Tang Ming shook his head and explained the situation in the box.
"Damn, are you so unlucky?"
Xiaodao couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and then looked a little anxious: "It's over now, the vulture line is broken, and the mission may have to be postponed."
"Oh, it's my fault too. I only inquired about Vulture's situation, but didn't pay attention to his conflict with the mafia. Otherwise, we should have come here earlier."
Xiaodao's face was filled with regret.
"Are there any other channels now?"
Tang Ming asked.
"No, our main target here is actually those criminals who committed crimes in the country and then absconded. The underground world doesn't know much about them."
"Even if it's a vulture, it took me more than half a month to get the information."
Xiao Dao had a wry smile on his face: "If we want to find another channel, it will take a lot of time, not to mention whether we can succeed."
"That's it..." Tang Ming suddenly remembered something: "By the way, do you know Lila Elizabeth?"
"Know."
Xiaodao's expression became solemn: "This woman is very dangerous, and her origins are also very mysterious. She manages the club we just went to. Under her management, no one dares to cause trouble in the underground club, not even the biggest mafia.
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Tang Ming asked again: "Do you think the Elizabeth family and the Blood Killing Mercenary Group are allies?"
"It shouldn't be possible. The Elizabeth family has a profound background. It is not comparable to that of the Blood Killing Mercenary Group. The two sides are not on the same level at all..." Xiaodao was not stupid and quickly reacted: "Mr. Tang, you mean to find
Can the Elizabeth family help?”
"Yes, I have this plan."
Tang Ming nodded slightly: "A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. These local mysterious forces are indeed more effective than us in gathering information."
"But Elizabeth is very powerful. I'm afraid... that contacting her rashly will expose our actions."
Xiao Dao hesitated.
"It's okay. You can help me investigate first. Even if you need to contact me, I will do it. I won't expose military secrets."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and said, "Didn't anyone tell you that I am not a member of the military now?"
"Um...not part of the military department?"
Xiaodao was a little confused.
He thought Tang Ming was a commander sent from above. After all, the order was issued personally by the general Li family.
"The mission says that I will fully cooperate with your actions, Mr. Tang."
"Cooperate..." Xiao Dao thought thoughtfully. If Tang Ming was really a member of the military, the order would become obedience, and the title would not be so polite, but the official title would be directly addressed.
"I was just asked to come here to do something, not from the military."
"In this way, you first help me investigate Elizabeth, and let me do the real contact. Even if I am exposed, it will be fine, and the entire lurking staff will not be implicated."
Tang Ming patted Xiaodao's shoulder and said with a smile: "It's getting late, please send me to the hotel first."
"Oh, okay Mr. Tang."
Xiaodao nodded thoughtfully, and then drove Tang Ming back to the Hilton Hotel.
...the next morning.
Tang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the carpet of the hotel practicing, when there was a knock on the door.
Opening the door, Xia Qingya and Su Yurou had already dressed up.
Xia Qingya smiled and said: "Tang Ming, I am taking Yurou to see Teacher Arlin, do you want to go?"
"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway."
Tang Ming nodded. Xiaodao hasn't sent him a message yet. Obviously, the investigation of the matter has not progressed yet. It is better to go out and relax.
The three took a taxi to Berklee College of Music.
As a world-famous art school, Berklee College of Music is located in the suburbs of North City, Boston. It covers a very spacious area and many buildings have an artistic flavor, some of which resemble medieval castle spires.
"This school is quite big."
Tang Ming looked around. They were heading to the Art Hall. The taxi had not arrived after running around the campus for more than ten minutes.
"It's quite big. After several expansions, it wasn't this big when I was studying."
Xia Qingya pursed her lips and smiled and said: "After all, it is the highest-end art school in the world. Many international celebrities, directors, and artists will choose to come here for retreat. The investment is astronomical."
"I just saw a few Michelin-starred restaurants opened around the school. Yurou, you will be in great luck studying here in the future."
Su Yurou's pretty face turned red: "Sister Qingya, please stop teasing me. Whether I can stay or not is still a question."
"It's definitely no problem."
Xia Qingya comforted her: "She has already watched your video and is very satisfied. Otherwise, with her busy schedule, why would she come to interview you specifically?"
While he was talking, the taxi stopped in front of a large white auditorium.
This is the Art Hall of the Berklee College of Music.