Chapter 163 Sprint's Troubles

Alvin ignored the old man, turned around and walked back to the restaurant, ready to find all the clothes and shoes and throw them away. Called Fox and Jessica before, and they meant it too.

At this moment, these two girls should be repurchasing clothes for themselves and their two children. I hope the price is not too outrageous. The debt of the little turtles is about to explode.

The old man reluctantly turned around and left here. He didn't want to stay here for a minute. The smell here is a little stimulating to a blind man with sensitive senses.

Alvin was an idiot in his heart, why should the principal of a community school look down on the Hand? Look down on yourself? Just rely on your very good restaurant waiter?

He never thought about why Alvin didn't care about the Hand, and he didn't even ask Matt about Alvin carefully. He probably knew that Alvin swept the New York branch of the Hand and killed Mrs. Gao.

But in his heart, this is nothing, because he is the person who really understands the details of the hand union. He knew that those that were swept away were only the peripheral forces of the Hand.

In his heart, the Hand Union is already the most powerful villain organization, and he is the only hero who can fight the villains. The only people who can defeat the Hand Association can only be the "Innocent Society", and only the "Gusou".

He didn't know that Alvin's enemy was never a Hand!

This is a poor man trapped by "ideal" and "mission"! Since he took over the "Innocent Society", he has no life of his own. If he uses this idea of ​​the rivalry on his wife, then his wife must be the happiest woman in the world.

Alvin walked into the restaurant with a sigh, but saw Shang-Chi rushing out of the basement and wanted to run out. Seeing that his face was not very good, he still suffered some injuries.

Holding his breath, Alvin asked worriedly, "What's the matter, man, those little turtles ran out?"

Shangqi anxiously glanced outside the door, stomped his feet, and said angrily, "No, someone broke into the basement just now. I took two steps with him, and then he ran away."

Alvin looked left and right with some doubts, and said, "Impossible, I've been at the door, and I haven't seen anyone running out!"

Shang Qi guessed that he would not be able to catch up, and sighed and said, "He ran out through the small window above the basement, that window is too small for me to get out.

I'm sorry boss, I couldn't stop him, he's great. In terms of pure flexibility, he's the best I've ever seen. "

Alvin can probably guess who came to rescue the little turtles, there should be no one else except the big mouse in Sprint.

Seeing that Shangqi was a little frantic, Alvin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Do you see what he looks like?"

Shangqi hesitated for a while and said, "I don't know if it's right, because he wears a big cloak and a mask, but I think it should be a big mouse. His hands, feet and tail are like mice.

The boss, just caught a few turtle people, and another big mouse, they must be connected. "

Alvin laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, we didn't want to do anything to those little turtles anyway. This big mouse shouldn't be the enemy, but why did you suffer from a mouse?

The kung fu masters in Hell's Kitchen have suffered from the mouse, which is not good to say, haha! "

Shang-qi said angrily, "That's because I'm not ready. That big mouse is very cunning, so I let him run away. Next time I'll be able to catch him!"

Alvin patted his angry shoulder and said, "Then go to the basement and wait, maybe he will come back. You have a chance to prove yourself.

To be honest, you made me admire Huaguo Kungfu, teach me both hands when you have time, and give me a little prestige. "

It's a little embarrassing to be praised for Shangqi, but the demeanor of a master is still there. This guy said reservedly: "If the boss needs it, of course, but it may be very hard! And it may not be effective. After all, boss, you are old, It's not easy to practice!"

Alvin glanced at Shangqi, and was very dissatisfied with his closed eyes. You are discriminating! I stand still, can you beat me?

He waved Shang-chi back to the basement to be the head of the cell, and Alvin went upstairs to pack his things a little unhappy.

Throwing things is still very fast, the garbage truck is parked at the door of the restaurant, and Alvin only needs to be responsible for throwing things out of the window, and the rest will naturally be cleaned up.

Alvin, who was used to being a petty citizen in his last life, felt distressed when he saw the big and small bags being loaded into the garbage truck. Although it was the little turtle who paid for it in the end, they had to be rich!

The big mouse Sprint squatted in an alley just outside the street and tugged at his beard in annoyance.

His four children were caught and locked in the cold storage, and he wanted to save them. But there was a super expert sitting there all the time, and he tried three times, but was repelled by that guy.

The guy was in a hurry to catch himself at first, but then he seemed to be in no rush and just waited for him there.

It seemed that he was happy to play against people. He seemed to be the target of his practice, and he could clearly feel that he had released the water for the last time, otherwise he might not be able to escape.

Sprint stood up, turned around helplessly, and decided to go back to the sewer first and try again at night. Their own children are to be saved no matter what, although those people don't seem to have such great malice.

After walking a few steps and just reaching the entrance of a sewer, a blind old man appeared at the entrance of the alley with a guide stick.

Sprint looked at the guide stick in the old blind man's hand and saw his movements. The guide stick didn't seem to be used to guide the way.

The old man was a little happy. The man in front should be the killer of the Hand Association. He heard with his own ears that this guy broke into the restaurant three times and was beaten out by the waiter. As long as he manages him, he will be able to ask about the arrangement of the Association in New York this time, and maybe there will be some other gains.

Sprint keenly felt that the other party's intentions were not good. He thought that the other party should be someone from the restaurant who came to trouble him. Without speaking, Sprint looked at the old man warily.

The fight between the two was sudden and quiet. Except for the sound of a walking stick and a guide stick waving in the wind, the two remained silent.

Sprint couldn't see people, and the old man wanted to get him to extort a confession, so it was not suitable for other people to watch.

The fighting skills of the two are from the island country, and the styles are very similar. The old man is more and more sure that he has found an important person in the hand union.

Sprint was afraid, not that he couldn't beat the old man, but that he was the one from "that" gang who came to arrest him. Now he can be sure that the other party is not from the side of the restaurant, because the people on the other side of the restaurant use Chinese Kung Fu.

The tricks of the old blind man in front of him were cunning and ruthless, which was obviously the way of the island country.

The man in the basement is dignified and powerful, and if it weren't for his size and dexterity, he would not be able to escape at all.