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Chapter 35

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Red Dawn Club, Eastern District of Huaisha.

The Eastern District was the most prosperous area in the city, and the Red Dawn Club was one of the most magnificent landmarks in the entire Eastern District.

The 18-story retro manor-style club was decorated in dark red. Whether it was the luxurious and exquisite decor, or the uniformed uniforms, the beautiful welcoming staff with a smile on their faces.

Any guest who went there could enjoy the best environment in the whole of Huaisha.

Chen Tan sat alone in front of the pond in the back garden of the club, looking at the lotus leaves floating in the water, slightly lost in thought.

His father, Chen Hang, was the eldest of the Chen brothers who controlled all the casinos in Huaisha.

He was also the behind-the-scenes owner of the club.

He was only twenty-one years old, but he took over half of his father's business. He looked like an ordinary bookworm, but in fact, he was quite famous in the underworld of Huaisha.

"Brother Tan, I found it."

Behind him came the sliding sound of the balcony door.

A tall, calm and powerful man in a black T-shirt and trousers walked in and bowed his head to Chen Tan.

"How's the family?" Chen Tan turned around and looked at the man.

"His family runs a small shop, just a grocery store. No background, "the man answered quickly.

Chen Tan's face was calm, his index finger gently drawing circles on the armrest of the chair.

"Chen Huan is my woman. I don't want her to be sad. So, old rules. "

The man nodded.

"I'll get it done, don't worry."

Chen Tan frowned and said, "Keep a low profile. The situation has been tense lately."

"It's okay." The man smiled.

"There are a few people in the Steelscale Club with some background, so it's not easy to deal with them. But it's easy with his father. There are always some conflicts in business. It's normal to encounter someone with a bad temper. "

Chen Tan nodded slightly and said no more.

Lin Sheng believed that Lin Sheng would know what to do if his family members were sent to the hospital and passed on a message.

"I'll send someone over in the afternoon. Rest assured." The man lowered his head, turned around, and quickly left.





On the bus.

The number of people was just right.

There were only a few scattered seats in the front, middle, and back.

Lin Sheng nodded to Xia Yin. The four of them immediately spread out and found their seats.

This time, they were out for field combat.

It was impossible to master a sword art that was meant for actual combat by just practicing indoors.

Therefore, Lin Sheng had arranged for them to train in the wild in the course.

Xia Yin and the other two had never gone out of the club to train. It was their first time out, and they seemed to find it very refreshing.

Xia Yin and Madillan sat together and chatted, while Russell sat behind Lin Sheng, looking sleepy.

Lin Sheng sat alone in the middle of the car.

This time, they were going to Huaisha's famous depraved neighborhood, Blackwater District.

A large number of prostitutes, gangs, bars, and even firearms could be found there.

The Blackwater district was the most chaotic district, and the public security was also not very good. Caucasians, Asians, and African Americans, those who couldn't make a living would come here to look for cheap rent.

That was because it was also the place with the lowest average rent in all of Huaisha.

The bus kept moving forward, stopping occasionally.

About twenty minutes later, Xia Yin, who was sitting in front, suddenly took out her phone and answered a call.

At first, she looked quite relaxed. But a few minutes later, her expression changed.

"Mr. Lin." Xia Yin quickly got up from her seat and walked quickly to Lin Sheng.

Madillan followed behind her, looking a little upset.

"What's wrong?" Lin Sheng was a little confused.

Xia Yin's pretty face turned cold. She suppressed her anger and whispered, "I just received news that someone is going to mess with your family!"

"Huh?!?" Lin Sheng's expression changed, and he straightened his back.

"Who? Time! Location! "

Xia Yin shook her head.

"Today. I don't know the location. I just heard that someone was going to plot against the contestants before the game, so I arranged for someone to help keep an eye on them just in case. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect … "

"Who is it? Who dares to mess with the Steelscale Club?! "Madillan's face was gloomy and angry.

"Is it my father or my mother?"

Lin Sheng quickly calmed down. There was no point in panicking at this time. Only by figuring out the situation as soon as possible and rushing to the rescue was the hard way.

"It's Uncle Lin!" Xia Yin answered quickly. "Let's get off the bus right now and hail a taxi. We should be able to make it!"

"Get off the bus!"

Lin Sheng suddenly stood up.

The bus had just arrived.

Xia Yin and Madillan pulled the sleepy Russell behind them, and the four of them quickly got off the bus.

The original route to Blackwater District was also completely disrupted.

Lin Sheng's face darkened, and he stood by the roadside without saying a word.

Madillan quickly hailed a taxi, and the four of them got in. They turned around and rushed to Lin Zhounian's shop.





On the border between Huaisha East and the port area.

Lin Zhounian was busy unloading boxes of goods from a tricycle, and a porter was helping him.

The weather was not hot, and he was not wearing thick clothes, but he was tired and sweating.

The shop was called Lin's Shop. It was the size of a bedroom, no more than eight meters long and wide.

Business had been good recently. Lin Zhounian had just bought a new batch of goods, and soon sold most of them.

So he decisively bought a new batch of goods today.

"Boss Lin, business is good. So early." The owner of the clothing shop greeted him with a smile.

"It's a small business, not much profit. Small profits but quick turnover." Lin Zhounian waved his hand and smiled.

"Whether it's small profits but quick turnover, it's good that business is booming and popular," the clothing shop owner replied.

Lin Zhounian knew that one should not show one's wealth. He quickly smiled bitterly and began to complain to the owner about how much profit he made, and how he had to sell some goods at a loss, and how he had to work from dawn to dusk every day …

At a roadside tea stall not far away.

A few strong men with pale yellow hair and green tattoos on the back of their hands looked at each other, slowly stood up, and approached Lin Zhounian.

Bang.

They did not take a few steps.

Suddenly, a slender black-haired boy happened to pass by, blocking their way.

It was Lin Sheng, who was carrying a sword case on his back.

His expression was calm as he blocked the few of them without saying a word.

"Get out of my way. Don't block my way!"

The leader looked impatient and reached out to push Lin Sheng away.

He did not know Lin Sheng at all. He only knew to complete the task given by his superior. As for other things, they did not care.

Bang.

The strong man slapped Lin Sheng's left shoulder.

"You pushed me?" Lin Sheng stared.

"You pushed me because you wanted to hit me!! You wanted to hit me because you wanted to harm me! I just wanted to ask for directions. You actually wanted to harm me. You definitely want to kill me! "

The strong men were dumbfounded and did not know how to react.

Before they could come back to their senses.

Lin Sheng grabbed the hilt of the sword on his back. His pupils slightly contracted, and he stared at them like a snake staring at a frog.

"You're finished …"

His lips curled into a smile.

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