Lin Sheng's eyes widened, and before he could react.

The group of gangsters rushed to him.

drink!!

The first gangster slashed his shoulder with a knife.

Lin Sheng instinctively kicked over, kicking the man with a bang to the point where he fell to the ground with an unstable balance and fell to the ground with a skew.

Then he decisively dodged to the left, avoided two machetes, and rushed forward.

All the strength of his body was concentrated on his right shoulder.

"charge!!"

The memory instinct of the brutal Holy Shield surged into my heart.

Lin Sheng stepped out, and a heavy collision broke out again with a bang.

A faint purple pattern appeared on his eyebrows, and his whole body expanded slightly and became larger.

“Reflective frame!”

He pulled out the dagger behind his back and held two machetes in a row.

Chih!!

A silver light flashed, and the two around him suddenly covered their wrists and staggered back.

The reflective frame is a very practical defensive counterattack sword technique in Black Feather Sword Technique.

Especially when it is siege, it is very easy to use.

In contrast, Yu Guangzhan is more suitable for single-to-single.

After many memory fragments, Lin Sheng’s reflex nerves are not comparable to those of ordinary gangsters.

He rushed into the gangster group, and with just a few collisions, he easily defeated the gangster's formation.

Then several times in a row, the dagger turned into silver light and flashed by. The gangsters stumbled and dispersed like broken bags, and they fell down and could never get up again.

Bang!!

Lin Sheng grabbed the gangster's neck, raised it high with a bang, and pressed it against the wall.

"No...no!" The gangster's face was covered in blood, the bridge of his nose was obviously broken, and his face turned blue quickly. It was obviously because he was stuck in the palm of his neck, causing hypoxia.

"Is this the disciple of Roland, the Seahawk?"

The purple patterns between Lin Sheng's eyebrows made him even more hideous and terrifying.

“Too weak…”

"It's so weak, like a bug in a garbage dump... I'll be trampled to death if I accidentally..."

"You guy!!" The only tattooed man standing, the guy who was the one who first called for someone to cut off Lin Sheng, was also angry at his words.

He clenched his fists frantically, but the gangsters around him made his mind a little clearer.

"Wait until my senior brother is here! Try saying it again!?" He was stern, but his tone had obviously softened.

"Baby." Lin Sheng threw the gangster in his hand aside, letting him hit the ground and exclaimed in pain.

"Why don't you open a fitness center like this? Go back to your hometown to play with mud!"

He grinned and shook his head.

This place disappointed him.

In his opinion, when a simple competition, the rules must be paid attention to, but the opponent cannot afford to lose even a little.

This is an indescribable shame for any martial artist.

No one is born invincible. If he doesn't even dare to lose a game, his level will always be on the spot.

"Forget it, I haven't been here. Don't teach fighting in your place in the future. Anyway, it's just as bad as you do when you teach it."

Lin Sheng also lost the intention to find Sea Eagle Roland.

This kind of warrior without martial arts spirit is meaningless even if he joins the Iron Fist Club.

He slowly carried the dagger and walked towards the tattooed man standing at the last time.

"You...what do you want to do!!" The tattooed man trembled and took a step back.

Bang!

Lin Sheng kicked the leg on the side, and the heavy leg hit the tattooed man's neck dull.

He had no resistance and was pulled out like a ball, fell to the ground, and fainted.

"..." Lin Sheng looked at the tattooed man with condescending contempt, pushed the door open and walked out casually. For a moment, he was the only footsteps that kept moving away in the practice room.

The customers around him did not expect the situation to be so tragic. In just one minute, all so many gangsters holding machetes were quickly defeated by the man.

Even the leading tattooed man was powerless to resist and was knocked down with one blow.

Originally, many customers came to this fitness center because of the good fighting coach. Now, looking at the situation, their faces were not moving, but they were all shook their heads secretly.

Although that person is so powerful, so many people beat one, they are beaten like this.

People in these fitness centers are too useless? They can't even leave some scars for others.

It can be expected that after the customers left this trip, the reputation of this fitness center in the fighting circle was completely ruined.

Lin Sheng left the building and looked back at the brightly gaze of Casman Fitness Center sign. A hint of sarcasm appeared on his face.

"A pure warrior like the Claw of Death is in a state of disgrace.

And guys like Seahawk Roland who have no martial spirit have been doing well. Hey, this world?"

He lowered his head and stopped looking at it.

Back at the hotel, Lin Sheng picked up his things and stopped the car and headed straight to the long-distance bus station.

The world has become more and more chaotic recently. He doesn’t plan to take the train anymore, so he directly chooses to charter a car to return to Huaisha City.

It takes about three hours to drive from Ninghai City to Huaisha City.

Lin Sheng dozed off in the car and arrived in the city at almost nine o'clock in the evening.

When he arrived in the city, he asked his master to take him directly to Huilian Community.

Over the past two days and weekends, he told his family that he was visiting his classmates. As for which classmate he was, of course he was looking for Saru to play a guest appearance.

The school Saru attended was not Hui'an Middle School, but another key high school that cost a lot. The high school admission requirements were quite high.

Lin Zunian was very happy that Lin Sheng could make friends of this level. He didn't say much. Only his mother Gu Wanqiu was a little worried.

After quietly returning home, Lin Sheng glanced at his parents' bedroom.

A faint light came from the crack in the bedroom door, and they were obviously not asleep.

Lin Shengfang made light steps and used simple sneaking techniques that he didn't know which dead ghost was good at in his memory.

He went to the bathroom silently to wash quickly, and then he returned to his bedroom and took off his clothes to rest.

"The final exam is coming soon. I'm still more at ease recently. The money is enough for the time being. Let Saru go to the bank to withdraw money, plus revenue, and maintain the operation of the Iron Fist."

Lin Sheng changed into the sportswear and sneakers he used for sleeping, lay half on the bed, tidying up his thoughts.

"We have to start conscientiously implementing the rules I set before. Only those who can truly obey the rules can join the core.

At that time, you can select the guy who reaches the limit from the core and continue your studies.

Now, just wait for the old man Death Claw to arrive here, and everything will be regular."

He breathed lightly and slowly closed his eyes.

I have been busy with the affairs of the forces these days, but fortunately I have used gray marks to win over the Claw of Death.

He only needs to draw gray marks every once in a while to give the old man a breakthrough in meditation, which can ensure that he always contributes to the Iron Fist.

If the gray seal is not truly inherited from the inheritance sacred textbook, it will sooner or later be forgotten over time. Once it is forgotten, its strength will return to its original state.

So Lin Sheng was uneasy and died claws withdrew.

As for the profit of the Iron Fist Association, they are not gangsters and need to collect protection fees. They choose the type of security company.

Lin Sheng has asked Saru to invite veterans, hoping to conduct military training for core members to improve discipline and combat literacy.

"I guess it will be effective in a few days. It's just that the training is too hard, so maybe not many people can stick to it, right?"

Lin Sheng knew it very well, but his move was to screen out the potential stocks that could stand with him.

Recently, I have taken many children from poor families and it is impossible to raise everyone. He needs to carefully screen.

In addition, as long as the old man of Death Claw can successfully break through the limit and reach level 3, his reputation will definitely spread.
Chapter completed!