Nightmare’s Call

"Ha ha." Saru sneered, but his coldness was clearer and undisguised.

Madilan was a little helpless, and he didn't want to see his partner getting so stiff.

Russell looked up and shook his head slightly at Lin Sheng.

"Sorry ... Master Lin ..." He made a choice after all, looking helpless in his struggle.

Huh!

Saru stood up and scanned a few people with cold eyes.

"Lin, what are you still doing? Since they don't join, everyone is not the same person. There is nothing to say!"

Lin Sheng's face was calm, without any emotional exposure at all.

"Sit down, Salou. It's not too late to go after dinner. Even if they don't support us, they were our companions after all. There's no need for us to get to this point."

"I can't help it, I'm a bit angry, I'm sorry Master Lin." Saru sneered and sat down again.

Lin Sheng sat upright, his arms, which were slightly muscular, lying on the armrests of the chairs on both sides.

"Although you are unwilling to support me, I still recognize you as my brother."

When he said that, there was a relief in Russell's eyes, but Xia Yin and Madilan were unmoved.

In their opinion, Lin Sheng was just a swordsman teacher. He had helped him once or twice. Now the other party actually wants to use them as subordinates.

Their self-esteem reminded them of Lin Sheng's identity background at this time, and his own identity background.

So they refused.

But Russell is different. He is unwilling to lose Lin Sheng, a companion who is also a teacher and friend.

"Master Lin ... I ..." he said openly.

"It goes without saying that although you do not agree with the way I want to go, in the future, if you run into trouble, I will still not stand idly by." Lin Sheng said calmly.

"Sorry." Xia Yin said nothing, and got up and left.

Madilan also pleaded guilty and quickly got up to catch up.

The two walked to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant and looked back at Russell.

"Leave." Xia Yin yelled from a distance.

Russell opened his mouth, looked at the door, and looked at Lin Sheng.

"Master Lin ..." The flesh on his face was twisted because of tangles.

"Come on." Lin Sheng smiled.

"Master Lin, if you are in trouble, tell me!" Russell gritted his teeth and said, "I can help, I have nothing to say!"

"Come on." Lin Sheng shook his head.

Russell gritted his teeth, still got up and chased out.

Lin Sheng and Saru were left, sitting beside the large hot pot basin, looking a little cold and lonely.

"Hey, some little farts know how to fart." Saru sneered.

"Saru." Lin Sheng looked at him.

"Why are you willing to follow me? You know, I'm just an ordinary family. I have no reliance except for my sword skills."

"Because I believe you!" Saru spread his arms. "You can train Naxi swordsmanship to your level, you are the only one. They don't understand.

I do n’t understand what martial arts training means to you. This is not interested in giving a little perseverance, it can be achieved after a few years of hard work. "

"Say that. Have you seen someone like me before?" Lin Sheng asked afterwards.

"My Master is such a person. There are also many such martial artists in the circles around me. They are sincere and sincere, and they can give up everything for martial arts."

Saru recalled the predecessors he had met with a touch of respect in his eyes.

"Maybe some of them are old and weak, not as good as me. But the perseverance, hard work and sweat they put into martial arts are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"I've never seen anyone like this." Lin Sheng showed a slight regret. "Do you pay for martial arts?"

"Yeah ..... Unfortunately, people have limits. Limits on physical fitness, limits on life span. In the end, how many are truly successful?" Saru seemed to think, his eyes dim.

Lin Sheng was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Now they have fallen out with Xia Yin. Your master is not working there anymore. Are you sorry?"

Saru shook his head.

"There is a willingness. Isn't life like this always?"

"You can look away." Lin Sheng laughed and stood up. "Go, go back."

"it is good."

The two walked out of the hot pot restaurant with Lin Sheng in front and Saru behind.

From tonight, the Tekken Club will be officially divided into two.

Before Lin Sheng left, let Saru decide in the club who would be willing to join the Tekken Mutual Aid Society. Let him write it down and find another place.

Anyway, the Heishui area is cheap.

Lin Sheng directly gave Saru 100,000 as operating expenses. As long as the new venue does not exceed 300 square meters, the rent is absolutely no problem.

As for the others, I'll talk about it later.

At this stage, Lin Sheng intends to first determine who can truly believe him.

If nothing else, the number may be small.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't want more people, but absolute trust.

After that night from the hot pot restaurant.

A small meeting called Tekken Mutual Aid Society began to develop members within the club under the auspices of Saru.

As Lin Sheng expected.

Most of the people inside the club just came out of relationships. He has no interest in his weak mutual aid society.

For three days, Saru asked all the club members.

As a result, no one except his teacher and brother was willing to join him.

Lin Sheng was not disappointed, this was in his expectation. No one in the club does not mean no one else.

The primary key now is not this, but finding a way to make money.

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late at night.

Jinhong Casino in Huaisha.

Behind Jin Hong, the largest public casino in the city, are the Chen brothers.

As a result, Jinhong Casino has no one to dare to provoke in the neighborhoods.

Ever since the giant Chen Hang handed over the casino formally to his son, Jinhong Casino has quickly implemented a series of reform measures, which has quickly brought the casino business to the next level.

At this moment, the front door of the casino was crowded and people were crowded.

Vehicles of all grades stopped in front of the gate of the casino in an endless stream. After putting down the guests, they quickly left.

A large number of guests are crouching side by side, or they are calmly walking in and out of the casino door.

The people who came in looked expectant, and those who came out were ashamed.

There are also very few people who are carrying the beauty of the casino when they come out, and they look proud.

Larstu is one of them.

He won 170,000 in the casino in one breath!

This is the most he has won since entering the casino. When he came out, he was a little overwhelmed. With a big wave of his hand, he wrapped a casino girl's paper and was ready to take a taxi to open the house.

In the middle of the night, the street was deserted. After leaving the area of ​​the casino, the surroundings returned to the normal night atmosphere.

You can't see a few people or cars on the street at a glance.

Larstu shook his head. With the help of sister paper, I felt that the wine had been drunk a little.

"No car? I can't wait for a short while." Mei Zhi complained.

"I knew it, and drove my own car ..." Larstu said drunkly.

"But with so much cash in hand, it would be unsafe." Sister Paper was a little worried.

"It's okay, who knows I carry so much cash with me?" Larstu laughed twice.

Alas.

Suddenly a dull pain spread from his back.

Larstu froze, rolled his eyes, and fell forward.

The skirt **** the side shuddered, and saw a man with a black scarf on his face approaching quickly, before she yelled.

Alas.

There was another muffled sound.

Girl paper fainted and fell to the ground together.

Ten minutes later, their cash was ransacked.