Chapter 84
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Lin Sheng booked a room in a hotel and bought a set of gray sportswear. He changed his appearance and put on a hat.
Then, he went straight to the gold shop with the money. He ran until the evening before exchanging some of the money in the suitcase for gold, silver powder, and other ritual materials. A portion was deposited in the bank.
After leaving the suitcase with the materials in the hotel, Lin Sheng went straight to his destination.
The Zhong Ning Gang that Sea Eagle Roland belonged to was the third largest gang in Ninghai.
From Sarroux, Lin Sheng learned that the Zhong Ning Gang's headquarters was in Jiuhe District.
But when he arrived at the headquarter of the Zhongning Gang, Lin Sheng felt that the gang was not just a gang.
Although Sea Eagle Roland had a high seniority, he had long passed his peak and did not have much strength. He was only considered a figure in Ninghai City because of the disciples he taught.
The Zhong Ning Gang's headquarters was a nine-story building with a sign that read "Kasman Fitness Club Center".
Lin Sheng walked into the building with his short sword.
An enthusiastic waiter came over immediately.
"Brother, are you here to work out? There's a promotion recently. There's a big sale at the end of the year. Don't worry, this is one of the two largest fitness centers in Ninghai City. It's fully equipped. "
"I heard that you have Sea Eagle Roland's lessons here. Is that true?" Lin Sheng could not be bothered to talk nonsense with the waiter and went straight to the point.
"Mr. Roland's teaching class is held once a week, but unfortunately, he just finished this week's teaching class yesterday. There will only be new lessons next week, "the waiter answered quickly.
"If you like the fighting lessons, you can register as a member first. There will be a special discount on the membership day. You can choose your favorite special coach to teach you alone …"
Lin Sheng frowned. The coach was not here.
"Then who's the best fighter here? Since this is the best fitness center in Ninghai City, the fighting lessons should be good, right? "
"Of course. Every coach here has their own specialties. If you say the strongest, that's a problem. Everyone … "
"Say no more. Money is not a problem as long as you can find a coach that I am satisfied with," Lin Sheng said calmly.
When the waiter heard this, his face lit up. He immediately arranged for Lin Sheng to rest in the VIP resting area while he dashed inside to look for the coach.
Soon, a muscular, short-haired man wearing a tight white singlet quickly walked over under the guidance of the waiter.
"Hello." He extended his hand. "I'm Coach Hu Zhen here. I specialize in boxing."
Lin Sheng shook his hand.
"Can I give it a try? I've practiced a little before. "
"No problem." Hu Zhen was brimming with confidence as he led Lin Sheng out of the resting room and into the sparring room.
Lin Sheng took off his jacket and watched as his opponent put on his boxing gloves.
"The way I recognize a coach is very simple, and that is to defeat me," Lin Sheng said calmly.
"As for salary, money is not a problem. What I want is more."
Opposite him, Coach Hu Zhen vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
A few gym patrons who had gathered around to watch were also interested when they heard this.
"Heh, there's a little gunpowder smell." Someone chuckled.
"Come on then." Hu Zhen sensed that something was wrong. He quickly adjusted his state and focused.
He had been training hard in boxing for six years and had won and lost dozens of matches. He was very experienced. Now that he was a little serious, his entire aura changed.
"Ha!" He shouted and rushed forward, throwing a straight punch at Lin Sheng's nose.
Whoosh!
This punch was much faster than an ordinary person's, and it was also very accurate. It was easy to see that Hu Zhen's attainments in boxing were not bad.
The speed of Hu Zhen's punch was extremely fast. It was as if he was in his best condition during normal days.
The people watching from both sides did not expect him to be able to punch with such speed. They all widened their eyes in anticipation.
Hu Zhen was considered an old acquaintance of the center. Many patrons had received his close combat training.
When they saw this punch, they all praised it in their hearts.
In Celine's boxing, the jab was the shortest and the fastest. It was aimed directly at the opponent's fragile nose. As long as it hit, it would almost be a one-hit victory.
This move was not very commonly used in close combat. Firstly, most people preferred to use their feet. Their feet were longer than their hands, so it was easier to gain the upper hand.
Secondly, this move was a jab. It only relied on the strength of the shoulder and arm. It was fast but weak.
Therefore, even if most people knew this move, they would not use it to win.
But not only did Hu Zhen use it, he even used a textbook standard jab from the very beginning.
Chi.
Just as Hu Zhen's arm trembled and his fist stopped. His gaze froze and he stared blankly at Lin Sheng.
His punch, at the last moment, actually missed.
Just when he thought he would hit 100%, he missed. Lin Sheng tilted his head and easily dodged it.
Bang!
Lin Sheng's right hand bounced up and he threw a lightning-fast punch at the side of Hu Zhen's face.
The punch hit the opponent's ear.
Hu Zhen staggered a few steps, his head buzzing. He leaned against the wall, unable to move for a while.
"Are you trying to fool me?"
Before the people in the fitness center could react, Lin Sheng angrily attacked first.
"I told you, money is not a problem. What I want is an expert!"
Two people quickly came to the training room and quickly helped Hu Zhen out.
A man in a black suit who looked like the manager walked in. He whispered to a few waiters for a while.
Soon, another bare-chested man wearing black shorts walked in.
The man had a white lion tattoo on his body. Two black skulls were tattooed on his arms. He had a ferocious face and an oily face.
The man listened to the manager explain the situation in a low voice and looked at the customers who came to the fitness center.
He strode toward Lin Sheng.
"Are you here for Teacher Roland?"
"It's me." Lin Sheng carefully sized him up. The man in front of him was on a completely different level from Hu Zhen.
The man in front of him had well-proportioned muscles and his skin was tight. His body was covered with various scars of different sizes. It was obvious that he was someone who often fought.
The most eye-catching thing was the knife scar on his right shoulder. It was as clear as a centipede.
"You want to see Teacher? Sure!" The man grinned. "Beat me and I'll take you there!"
Bang!
Their fists collided. They attacked at almost the same time.
What surprised Lin Sheng was that this guy was like Sarroux, practicing hard body skills.
When his fist hit the man's hand, it was as if he was punching a tough cowhide.
Soon, what surprised him even more was that this guy retracted his fist and took a step back. He pointed at Lin Sheng and shouted.
"This guy is here to cause trouble. Brothers, cut him up!!"
With a whoosh, five or six skinny hooligans holding fruit knives rushed into the training room. A group of people raised their swords and slashed at him.
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