Crow's eyes were calm and indifferent as he nodded slightly at Dao Ling and Luo Xinna.
"I won't interfere too much. After this is over, I will hide behind the scenes. I hope you understand."
A hoarse and unpleasant sound came from his throat.
Dao Ling secretly sized up Crow. His slender and powerful body, the way he gripped the hilt of his sword at all times, and the way he walked cautiously.
All of these showed that he had a very high level of combat ability.
An expert swordsman?
Luo Xinna's gaze also fell on the hilt of the sword at Crow's waist.
"Also." Lin Sheng reminded, "Crow is also an Extraordinary. If there's any danger or trouble, you can report it to me. If he's nearby, he can quickly provide support."
The Blackfeather Swordsmen were naturally not of the Extraordinary level, but he could turn into black smoke and dodge bullets. For people in the real world, such an ability was no different from that of the Extraordinary level.
"Understood." Dao Ling nodded. If it was Lin Sheng who said that the headquarters was, he would still have some doubts. After all, there were too many loopholes, and it was difficult to cover up.
But now that Crow had appeared, his suspicions were completely dispelled.
An Extraordinary level expert was not some cabbage that could be found anywhere.
He had lived for so many years, and the number of Extraordinary level experts he had seen was only in the single digits. Now, one suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and it was for such a small Iron Fist Society.
With such an attitude, no one would believe that the Iron Fist Society had no background.
"Then, I'll take my leave."
Crow slowly nodded at Lin Sheng, turned around and walked out of the door. His steps were light and silent, and he did not alert anyone at all. In the blink of an eye, he left the hall.
Such powerful stealth skills made Dao Ling and Luo Xinna gasp in amazement. They had seen with their own eyes Crow's extremely fast and exquisite movements as he left the hall through the open door.
"Then, today's meeting ends here. The development of the branch requires a transitional and stable period, and we are severely understaffed. "
Lin Sheng said in a deep voice.
"After this incident, I need all of you to increase the intensity of your training, and step into the Extraordinary level as soon as possible. Also, contact new experts to join. "
"Understood!" Luo Xin knew that he was referring to himself.
Meditating on the Ashen Seal meant that if he did not want to lose his supernatural powers, he had to be loyal to the Iron Fist Society.
This way, his loyalty to the Iron Fist Society would not be an issue.
In addition, he and Dao Ling were good friends, so they understood each other.
Originally, when he first joined, he might have some concerns about the small Iron Fist Society. But now, after the headquarters appeared, his mind was completely set.
He was no longer as nervous and uncertain as before. Instead, he was gradually filled with anticipation and curiosity. There was also a rapidly growing sense of security.
"Alright, go back and get ready. I will stay here for the next few days. I'll be in charge of the guild hall. "
With the tyrant at home, there was no need to worry about safety.
At the very least, even a dozen of those mantises would not be a match for the tyrant.
One of the Blackfeather Swordsmen was assigned to protect his family when they went out, while the other was assigned to participate in the affairs of the Iron Fist Society under the alias of Crow.
This way, Lin Sheng would have no one by his side.
"I don't have enough manpower …" He had a new plan in mind.
He watched as Dao Ling and Luo Xin got up one by one and left the guest room with a hint of excitement.
Lin Sheng had made up his mind to carry out a new summoning ritual as soon as possible.
After killing those heavily armored soldiers, a spellcaster, and the giant fire-breathing Fatso.
He could now handle new summoning creatures. But he needed to choose carefully what to summon.
Lin Sheng did not stay at the hall, but took a taxi straight home.
At home, his sister Lin Xiao and Chen Minjia were watching TV. There were a few plates of different sizes on the table.
As soon as she saw Lin Sheng enter the door, Lin Xiao had a helpless look on her face.
"Didn't you go to buy groceries? Where are they now? And you want Sister Minjia to cook for you! "
It was obvious that Lin Xiao was a little angry.
Standing to the side, Chen Minjia gently patted the water off her hands.
"It's okay, as long as you guys don't mind my cooking. I haven't done it for a long time, I'm a lot rusty. "
Her cheeks seemed to be red from cooking, and she wore a white apron. Compared to when Lin Sheng first saw her, she seemed to be a lot more lively.
"My bad, my bad." Lin Sheng was also a little embarrassed, so he quickly changed his shoes and walked over.
"Sit down and eat first. You can clean up later. "Chen Minjia smiled.
If the people around her saw this scene, their eyeballs would probably fall out of their sockets.
More than 90% of them never knew that Chen Minjia could have this kind of expression.
"Okay." Lin Sheng quickly sat down. The rice had been served in advance, and he only needed to pick up the chopsticks to eat.
Lin Xiao and Chen Minjia had already eaten. But the amount of food seemed to be a little big, and neither of them ate much.
Shredded pork with green peppers, black mushroom chicken soup, and stir-fried cabbage.
The three dishes looked fragrant, and the presentation was very exquisite. They were obviously ordinary home-cooked dishes, but she made them look like a star restaurant.
Lin Sheng was a little surprised. He picked up a piece of shredded pork with green peppers and sent it into his mouth.
The taste was crispy, slightly spicy, and the shredded pork was fresh and tender. Both the texture and taste were impeccable.
"Delicious!" He nodded and reached out to pick up another big piece.
Chen Minjia was originally only smiling faintly, but seeing him eat so happily, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
"Eat more if it's delicious. We've all eaten. "
"Okay!" Lin Sheng did not waste any more time, and lowered his head to eat.
Soon, he reached out with his chopsticks and picked up another piece of shredded pork with green peppers.
When the chopsticks went down, half of the food on the plate disappeared …
Lin Xiao could not bear to look at it.
She knew her brother's appetite recently, especially after he started exercising, he became a rice bucket.
The smile on Chen Minjia's face twitched slightly.
Before she could come back to her senses, another chopstick came.
The remaining shredded pork with green peppers was gone … Only a few pieces of shredded pork and green peppers were left at the bottom of the plate, lonely and miserable.
This time, not only Chen Minjia, but even Lin Xiao could not stand it anymore.
"Ignore him, Sister Minjia. Fortunately, we left some food for Mom and Dad."
"I only ate two mouthfuls …" Lin Sheng defended himself.
"You're still talking!"
Chen Minjia covered her mouth and could not help but laugh.
While Lin Sheng was eating, Chen Minjia and Lin Xiao chatted for a while. Suddenly, she received a call halfway, saying that she had something to take care of, so she said goodbye to Lin Xiao and Lin Sheng and left.
After eating and washing the dishes, Lin Sheng found his parents' whereabouts through the Blackfeather Swordsmen. After confirming that they were not in danger, he took out his backpack from under the bed in his room.
Then, he and Lin Xiao found an excuse to leave the house.
He needed to summon new people as soon as possible.
These summoned monsters, he preferred to call them soldiers.
These soldiers had basic intelligence, and were no different from normal people. They just did not have a sense of self.
The so-called "no sense of self" meant that they were like computer machines, a special existence completely constructed by the mysterious power of the ritual, and could only carry out instructions.
At the same time, if Lin Sheng wanted to, he could also control the bodies and abilities of these soldiers at any time.
They were like computers with basic computing ability. Through the ritual, Lin Sheng injected different memories into them, giving them corresponding styles.
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