Chapter 37 Harlem Paradise

That night.

Harlem, Harlem Paradise.

Harlem Paradise, the most famous nightclub in Harlem, is also one of the strongholds of Cornell Stokes.

"Hey, Dante."

"Samick."

After skilled punching and gestures, Dante, the bartender in the nightclub, noticed Shamic's strange face and asked, "What's the matter, Shamic, you look a little wrong?"

"Forget it." Shamic shook his head, a gloomy look flashed across his face. What happened in the barbershop, especially his behavior towards the cleaners, was a little too cowardly, and he was naturally reluctant to say it. Shame on out. So, after taking a look at the atmosphere in the nightclub, Shamik immediately changed the subject and said, "Bring me a good glass of wine, by the way, what good girls are there in the nightclub?"

"Samick, are you rich?" Although he was a partner, Dante, the bartender, asked subconsciously.

"Please, Dante, don't I dare to default on the water-belly snake's territory?!" Shamic said as he took out a crumpled banknote from his pocket, turned his head and glanced at a place on the second floor. : "Unless I don't want to live anymore."

"I just need to work, you know Shamik, there are always some eyesores." Dante said somewhat apologetically when he filled the wine and pushed the glass in front of Shamik.

"Work, work," Hearing Dante's answer, Shamick subconsciously recalled his performance in the barbershop during the day, and poured half a glass of wine in front of him with a dark face before he said with an unhappy expression: " Is it amazing to have a job, a cleaner and a yellow dwarf... I, Shamic, are destined to stand out, like a water-bellied snake."

Thinking of this, Shamik couldn't help but turn his head and glance in the direction of the second floor of Harlem Paradise.

"Have you heard? Shamik."

In front of the counter, Dante wiped the wine glass in his hand and said, "I saw a few of Martin and the others before, they seemed to have provoked a certain guy and were beaten hard, just now the rattlesnake was still big for this. I lost my temper."

"Martin." Hearing this news, Shamik pouted subconsciously. He had never been very good at dealing with Martin and the others, especially after they took refuge with Willis the Rattlesnake, their arrogant attitude was even more serious. Stimulating Shamic's sensitive and fragile nerves all the time.

Finally heard something good.

Hearing the unfortunate situation of Martin, who had not been dealing with him, Shamick only felt that his original dull mood finally eased a little, took a sip of wine, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, Martin and the others are not very good at fighting. ?"

Although the relationship was not good, Shamick had to admit that Martin and his party were capable, otherwise they would not have been caught by the rattlesnakes doing things under him.

"I only know that Martin and the others were injured. It is said that they were all knocked down by one person. I don't know the specific situation."

After all, Dante is just a bartender in a nightclub, and he has limited access to information.

"one person?"

Shamic raised his eyebrows and took another sip of wine.

"I'll leave for a while."

He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, Shamic left a hurried sentence, and left in front of the bar.

...

So, how did things get to where they are now?

In the Chinese restaurant, Li Ran was dressed as a khaki waiter, and looked at the customers in the restaurant with a dazed expression.

He obviously came to Luke Cage here to pretend to be famous, how could he become a part-time waiter in a restaurant.

"Waiter, sort it out here."

"coming.

"Come to the table with a rag in his hand, Li Ran sighed while cleaning up the hygiene in the restaurant.

Sure enough, cultural differences cannot be underestimated.

Thinking that he used the name of Huoyun Evil God alone to get a dozen or 20 reputations from Mrs. Gao, but he didn't expect to change the object to Luke Cage and the others, and even the popularity that Mrs. Gao gave by herself. Nothing compares.

"Work hard, Ah Xing." I don't know when, coming behind Li Ran, Mrs. Connie, the owner of the Chinese restaurant, said to him, "Although Henry recommended you to come and work here, if you are lazy, I will You won't be paid."

"Yes, I see, ma'am."

He casually agreed, and Li Ran looked at Mrs. Connie, who turned and left again, and looked down at the rag in his hand, with a somewhat confused expression on his face.

Just looking at his own appearance at the moment, how can he still be in touch with that mysterious Penglai.

However, after looking up at the nearly 500 legends on the data panel, Li Ran couldn't say the words to leave.

After finally finding the location of Luke Cage, he left without getting enough fame, which obviously did not meet Li Ran's original purpose.

After all, what Li Ran thought at first was the more than 400 legends left over from Luke Cage to exchange for the [Black Iron Treasure Chest].

A week, up to a week.

He secretly set a deadline for himself. Li Ran decided to stay in Harlem for a week first. If he really couldn't get enough fame, he would think of other ways, or go to other districts in Manhattan, or go directly to other districts. Try it as a superhero or villain.

"Waiter, come here."

"I'm coming."

After figuring out the joints, Li Ran did not complain any more, and immediately entered the role of A Xing.

...

huh~

Shamik let out a sigh of relief and came out of the bathroom.

Originally, he should have followed the original direction to return to Dante, but after taking a few steps towards the bar, Shamic stopped subconsciously and turned to look at the stairs behind him.

From there, it's the second floor of Harlem Paradise, where Cornell Stokes the "water-belly snake" is located.

In the past, although Shamik passed by this location countless times, due to the prestige of the water-bellied snake, he never had the courage to go up and find out.

"Forget it, I don't want to die yet. It's no joke if I annoy the water-belly snake."

Shamiq stood in front of the stairs and hesitated for a while, but finally made a choice, just like he did in the barbershop. After taking a few steps forward, Shamik turned back and glanced towards the second floor with some nostalgia. Just in time, a familiar face flashed past from the second floor.

"Martin?!"

Shamic looked at Martin who appeared on the second floor, and remembered the conversation he had just had with Dante at the bar. He gritted his teeth and changed direction, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Shit, just die!"