"Haha." Sarroux sneered, but the coldness on his face was even clearer, and he did not hide it.
Madillan was at a loss. He did not want to see his partner in such a tense situation.
Russell looked up and shook his head gently at Lin Sheng.
"I'm sorry … Master Lin …" He finally made a choice, his face struggling with helplessness.
Whoa!
Sarroux stood up and swept a cold glance at the few of them.
"Master Lin, why are you still sitting? Since they're not joining us, we're not on the same page. There's nothing to say! "
Lin Sheng's face was calm, showing no emotion at all.
"Sit down, Sarroux. It's not too late to leave after the meal. Even if they don't support us, they were once our companions. There's no need for us to go this far. "
"I can't help it. I'm a little hot-tempered. I'm sorry, Master Lin." Sarroux sneered and sat down again.
Lin Sheng sat up straight, his slightly muscular arms flat on the armrests of the chair on both sides.
"Although you don't want to support me, I still recognize you as my brothers."
As he said this, there was a hint of relief in Russell's eyes, but Xia Yin and Madillan were unmoved.
In their view, Lin Sheng was just a swordsmanship teacher. They had helped him once or twice before, and now he wanted to order them around as his subordinates.
Their pride reminded them of Lin Sheng's identity and background, and their own.
So they refused.
But Russell was different. He did not want to lose Lin Sheng, a companion who was both a teacher and a friend.
"Master Lin … I …" He opened his mouth to say.
"Say no more. Although you don't agree with the path I want to take, if you encounter trouble in the future, I won't stand by and do nothing," Lin Sheng said calmly.
"I'm sorry." Xia Yin got up and left without a word.
Madillan also apologized and hurried to catch up.
The two walked to the entrance of the hotpot restaurant and looked back at Russell.
"Let's go," Xia Yin called from afar.
Russell opened his mouth, looked at the door, and then looked at Lin Sheng.
"Master Lin …" The flesh on his face was contorted by his internal conflict.
"Go ahead." Lin Sheng smiled.
"Master Lin, if you encounter any trouble, you must tell me!" Russell gritted his teeth and said seriously, "If I can help, I won't say no!"
"Hurry up and go." Lin Sheng shook his head.
Russell gritted his teeth and chased after him.
Only Lin Sheng and Sarroux were left. They sat beside the huge hotpot, looking cold and lonely.
"Heh, what do these kids know?" Sarroux sneered.
"Sarroux." Lin Sheng's gaze shifted to him.
"Why are you willing to follow me? You should know that I come from an ordinary family. Other than my swordsmanship, I have nothing else to rely on. "
"Because I believe in you!" Sarroux spread his hands. "You are the only one who can practice Naxi swordsmanship to this level. They don't understand. They don't understand what it means to practice martial arts to this level. It's not something that can be achieved with a little perseverance and a few years of hard work. "
"That's right. Have you met someone like me before? "Lin Sheng asked.
"My master is such a person. There are also many martial artists like him in the circle around me. They are sincere and can give up everything for martial arts. "
Sarroux recalled the predecessors he had met, and a trace of respect appeared in his eyes.
"Maybe some of them are old and weak, and not as strong as me. But their perseverance, effort, and sweat for martial arts. It's far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. "
"I've never met such a person." Lin Sheng showed a trace of regret. "Give up everything for martial arts?"
"Yes … Unfortunately, people have their limits. The limit of physical strength, the limit of life. In the end, how many of them really succeed? "Sarroux seemed to think of something, and his eyes dimmed.
Lin Sheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Now that you've fallen out with Xia Yin and the others, there's no work for your junior brother. Do you regret it? "
Sarroux shook his head.
"You have to give and you get. Isn't life always like this? "
"You're optimistic." Lin Sheng smiled and stood up. "Let's go back."
"Okay."
The two walked out of the hotpot restaurant, with Lin Sheng in front and Sarroux behind.
From tonight on, the Ironfist Club would officially be divided into two.
Before Lin Sheng left, he asked Sarroux to confirm in the club who was willing to join the Ironfist Club. He asked him to record it down and find another place to settle down.
The Blackwater District was cheap anyway.
Lin Sheng directly gave Sarroux 100,000 yuan as operating expenses. As long as the new place was no more than 300 square meters, the rent was absolutely not a problem.
As for the rest, they would talk about it later.
At this stage, Lin Sheng planned to confirm who could really trust him.
If nothing unexpected happened, the number might be very small.
But it didn't matter. What he wanted was not a large number of people, but absolute trust.
After that night at the hotpot restaurant.
Under the leadership of Sarroux, a small club called the Iron Fist Society began to recruit members within the club.
Just as Lin Sheng expected.
Most of the people in the club came just for connections. They had no interest in the club with few connections.
In the past three days, Sarroux had questioned all the club members.
In the end, except for his junior brother, no one was willing to join his club.
Lin Sheng was not disappointed. This was within his expectations. There was no one in the club, but it didn't mean there was no one in other places.
The key now was not this, but to find a way to make money.
…
…
Late at night.
Golden Swan Casino in Huaisha.
As the largest public casino in the city, Golden Swan Casino was backed by the Chen Brothers.
Because of this, no one dared to mess with Golden Swan Casino in the nearby streets.
Since the tycoon Chen Hang officially handed over the casino to his son, Golden Swan Casino quickly implemented a series of reform measures. Soon, the casino's business rose to a higher level and became more popular.
At this time, the entrance of the casino was crowded with people.
Cars of various grades stopped in front of the casino in an endless stream. After dropping off the guests, they quickly left.
A large number of guests, some with their arms around each other's shoulders, some with sanctimonious looks, kept going in and out of the casino.
Those who went in were looking forward to it, while those who came out looked like they had lost their parents.
There were also a few people who came out with casino beauties in their arms, looking proud.
Larsthu was one of them.
In one go, he won 170,000 in the casino!
This was the most he had ever won since he entered the casino. When he came out, he was a little carried away. He waved his hand, took a casino girl with him, and was ready to take a taxi.
In the middle of the night, the streets were deserted. After leaving the area of the casino, the surroundings suddenly returned to the normal night atmosphere.
At a glance, there were not many people on the street, only a few cars.
Larsthu shook his head. With the help of the girl, he felt that he had drunk a little too much.
"What if there's no car? I can't wait for a while, "the girl complained.
"If I knew, I would have driven my own car …" Larsthu said drunkenly.
"But with so much cash, it's not safe." The girl was a little worried.
"It's okay. Who knew I had so much cash on me?" Larsthu chuckled.
"Bang."
Suddenly, a dull pain came from the back of his head.
Larsthu was stunned. His eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
The girl in the short skirt next to him trembled. She saw a man with a black scarf on his face quickly approaching.
"Bang."
Another dull thud.
The girl fainted and fell to the ground.
Ten minutes later, both of them were robbed of their cash.
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