"Haha." Saru sneered, but his face became more cold and did not hide it.
Madilan was a little helpless. He didn't want to see his partner get so terrible.
Russell raised his head and shook his head gently at Lin Sheng.
"Sorry...Master Lin..." He finally made a choice, with a struggle and helpless expression.
Wow!
Saru stood up and glanced at several people coldly.
"Master Lin, why are you still sitting? Since they don't join the group, everyone is not a member of the crowd. There is nothing to say!"
Lin Sheng's face was calm and he had no emotions at all.
"Sit down, Saru. It's not too late to leave after the meal. Even if they don't support us, they were our companions after all. There is no need to make a fuss between us."
"I can't help it. I have a little temper. Sorry, Master Lin." Saru sneered and sat down again.
Lin Sheng sat upright, his arms, which were slightly muscled, were placed flat on the armrests of the chairs on both sides.
"Although you don't want to support me, I still recognize you as my brothers."
When Russell said this, a hint of relief appeared in his eyes, but Xia Yin and Madilan were unmoved.
In their opinion, Lin Sheng was just a swordsman. He had helped him once or twice before. Now the other party still wants to call them as subordinates.
Their self-esteem reminded them of Lin Sheng’s identity background and their own identity background.
So they refused.
But Russell is different. He is unwilling to lose Lin Sheng, a companion who is both a teacher and a friend.
"Master Lin...I..." he opened his mouth and thought.
"Needless to say, although you don't agree with the path I want to go, if you encounter trouble in the future, I will still not stand by and watch." Lin Sheng said with a calm expression.
"Sorry." Xia Yin stood up and left without saying a word.
Madilan also accused of guilt and quickly got up and chased after him.
The two walked to the door of the hot pot restaurant and looked back at Russell.
"Let's go." Xia Yin shouted from afar.
Russell opened his mouth, looked at the door, and then looked at Lin Sheng.
"Master Lin..." The flesh on his face became distorted because of entanglement.
"Go quickly." Lin Sheng smiled.
"Master Lin, if you encounter trouble, please tell me!" Russell gritted his teeth and said seriously, "I will never be able to help!"
"Go quickly." Lin Sheng shook his head.
Russell gritted his teeth, but still got up and chased him out.
Lin Sheng and Saru were left behind, sitting by the huge hot pot basin, looking a little cold and lonely.
"Hey, a few little kids know what's wrong." Saru sneered.
"Saru." Lin Sheng's eyes moved to him.
"Why are you willing to follow me? You know, I am just from an ordinary family and have no support except for my own swordsmanship."
"Because I believe in you!" Saru spread his hands. "You are the only one who can practice Naxi swordsmanship to your level. They don't understand.
If you don’t understand what it means to practice martial arts to your level. It’s not that you are interested in putting some perseverance in it, you can achieve it after practicing hard for a few years.”
"So. Have you seen someone like me before?" Lin Sheng asked.
"My master is such a person. There are also many such martial artists in the circles around me. They are sincere and can give up everything for martial arts."
Saru recalled the seniors he had met before, and a hint of respect appeared in his eyes.
"Maybe some of them are old and weak, and they are not as strong as me. But the perseverance, hard work and sweat they put into martial arts are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine."
"I have never seen such a person." Lin Sheng showed a little regret. "Does he give everything for martial arts?"
"Yes... It's a pity that people have their limits. The limits of physical fitness and the limits of life. How many people are truly successful in the pursuit in the end?" Saru seemed to think of something, and his eyes dimmed.
Lin Sheng was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Now you have a quarrel with Xia Yin and the others. Your junior brother has no work to do. Do you regret it?"
Saru shook his head.
"There is a gift and a gain. Isn't life like this all the time?"
"You can see it easily." Lin Sheng laughed and stood up, "Let's go, go back."
"good."
The two walked out of the hot pot restaurant, Lin Sheng was in front and Saru was behind.
Starting tonight, the Iron Fist Club will be officially divided into two.
Before Lin Sheng left, he asked Saru to determine who would be willing to join the Iron Fist Mutual Aid Association in the club. He asked him to record it and find another venue to decide.
Anyway, the venue in the Blackwater area is cheap.
Lin Sheng directly gave Saru 100,000 as operating expenses. As long as the new site does not exceed 300 square meters, the rent is absolutely fine.
As for the others, I will talk about it later.
At this stage, Lin Sheng plans to determine first what people can truly believe in him.
If nothing unexpected happens, the number of people may be small.
But it doesn't matter. What he wants is not a large number of people, but absolute trust.
After that night from the hot pot restaurant.
A small meeting, full name of the Iron Fist Mutual Aid Association, began to develop members within the club under the auspices of Saru.
Just as Lin Sheng expected.
Most people in the club are just for their connections. They have no interest in his mutual aid, which is a dull connection.
In three days, Saru asked all the club members.
As a result, except for his junior brother, none of them were willing to join his mutual aid club.
Lin Sheng was not disappointed, as he expected this. No one in the club does not mean that there is no one elsewhere.
The primary key now is not this, but finding a way to make money.
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late at night.
Huaisha Jinhong Casino.
As the largest public casino in the entire city, behind Jin Hong are the Chen brothers.
Therefore, no one dares to mess with Jinhong Casino in several neighborhoods.
Since the giant Chen Hang officially handed over the casino to his son a while ago, Jinhong Casino has quickly carried out a series of reform measures, which quickly made the casino business a step further and became more popular.
At this time, there were traffic in front of the casino gate and crowded.
Vehicles of various grades stopped in front of the casino gate, put down the guests, and quickly left.
A large number of guests were either armed or hypocritical, constantly entering and leaving the casino door.
Those who come in are looking forward to it, while those who come out are feeling like they are lost.
There are also a very small number of people who hugged the beautiful casino when they came out, with a proud look on their faces.
Larstu is one of them.
He won 170,000 in the casino in one breath!
This was the most he won since he entered the casino. So much so that he was a little proud when he came out. With a wave of his hand, he wrapped a girl in a casino and prepared to take a taxi when he came out.
Late at night, the street was deserted. After leaving the casino area, the surroundings immediately returned to the normal atmosphere of the night.
There are no people or cars on the street at a glance.
Larstu shook his head, and with the help of the girl, he felt that he had drunk a little too much just now.
"Where is no car? I can't wait for a while." Meizi complained.
"I knew it, I'd come to drive my own car..." Larstu said drunk.
"But it would be unsafe to have so much cash in hand." Meizi was a little worried.
"It's okay, who knows I have so much cash on me?" Larstu chuckled twice.
Bang.
Suddenly a blunt pain spread from the back of his head.
Larstu was stunned, his eyes rolled, and he fell forward.
The girl with a short skirt next to her shook all over and saw a man with a black scarf on her face approaching quickly, and before she could scream.
Bang.
Another dull sound.
The girls fainted and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!