Nightmare’s Call

The port patrol officer is a good job with a good salary. It doesn't matter that most people don't even want to get a place.

That is to say, in the club, Xia Yin's face is in order to get a certain quota through the relationship.

These patrol positions are generally scattered among gang forces in the Blackwater area.

The main reason is that with these gang forces, it is the most labor-saving to manage the complicated ports. After all, they are the ground snakes living in the cracks, and they know far more than the people above imagine.

Saru's master is a red-haired tall boy.

Early the next morning at the weekend, he arrived early in the club and officially joined the Tekken club under the witness of the main members.

The joining of the club, because the strength of members is growing stronger, is also constantly regularizing.

Lin Sheng strongly advocated the establishment of the 16 rules of the club.

And posted at the internal entrance.

These 16 rules have caused a rebound in most of the club. Many people think that they have worked for Lin Sheng's cousin, and Lin Sheng did so by turning his back on the river and tearing down the bridge.

However, due to the firm support of Xia Yin and Russell, Madilan and Saru, the club rules were finally released.

It was just that the uncomfortable atmosphere inside the club was even more obvious.

In the evening, under the pretext of Master Saru's joining the club, Saru asked Lin Sheng to go to a nearby hot pot restaurant, ready to rub hard.

"Lin, is there too much regulation? Now the brothers have a lot of opinions." Russell was helpless, frowning sitting on the hot pot restaurant chair.

Xia Yin was sitting by the window, looking at the night scene with her hand on her cheek.

Madilan and Saru bowed their heads, bored playing with the pepper in the water bowl.

Lin Sheng glanced at the three of them, and they have been with each other for so long. He could naturally see that the opinions of the three men were also very big.

"The sixteen rules are for me to lay the future foundation for the development of the entire club and cannot be changed." Lin Sheng shook his head slightly.

"Mutual help, mutual respect, good faith, no persecution of members, etc., these are the most basic moral requirements. What's wrong?"

Russell smiled bitterly.

Among them, he was the most upright and not afraid to offend people, so he came to personally advise Lin Sheng.

"It's not wrong, but we are a club, not a religious denomination. There is no need to do this, right? Everyone is playing a fart. No one came.

"Don't you think that our members are too mixed?" Lin Sheng tapped his finger on the table with a touch of coldness on his face.

"Too mixed?" Russell changed his color slightly.

The three men on the side also moved slightly. Obviously there is movement in Ning Shen's attention.

"We need more solidarity." Lin Sheng said lightly. "In this way, we can combine the strength of everyone deeper and form a larger and stronger collective."

"Isn't that bad for us now? Isn't it the same as you said?" Russell didn't understand.

"Not the same ... now it's just playing tickets. If you want to play, you can come back. If you don't want to play, you can retreat. When you really need to contribute, there will always be people who don't want to pay."

Lin Sheng stagnated his finger.

"this is not good."

"But we were just a club ..." Russell was surprised.

"We are no longer just a club ..." Lin Sheng replied calmly.

He knew that it was very difficult to persuade the second and second generations of officials, but this was a necessary step. The club needs the strength of everyone.

Only by consolidating the influence of all people to form a behemoth can it be truly used by him. Serving members of the entire community.

This is not a gang but a mutual aid society.

"So what? Teacher Lin, we are just ordinary students. Maybe we have a little money and a lot of power at home, but we haven't been able to achieve too high a standard. We can do what we can." Xia Yin couldn't help saying.

"So, my intention is to set up a mutual aid association within the club, a real mutual aid society that can help each other."

Lin Sheng smiled.

Looking at the amazement of a few people, he continued: "This mutual aid society will only absorb those core members who are really willing to help each other. Not much expensive."

"Sorry, Teacher Lin, I think this is unrealistic." Madilan shook her head and stood up first.

Although he has always been very mean, he also has his own opinions.

For Lin Sheng, his senses were respected from the beginning.

After all, he has daunting high-powered swordsmanship. At the same time, I also know the measurement, the scale, not being humble or overbearing, making people respectful.

But that's it.

For him, Lin Sheng is just a swordsman teacher, everyone pushes him up, but it is because he is strong in swordsmanship and can be used as a link for everyone to link.

Instead of him Lin Sheng really qualified to be the head of everyone.

In fact, since Lin Shengqiang's sixteen regulations were promulgated, he was extremely disgusted. Just because of the previous affection, I didn't jump out and oppose it at the first time.

This time Russell spoke on their behalf, and that's why. Russell's voice, to a certain extent, represents the attitude of all of them.

"How about you?" Lin Sheng had expected, his face remained unchanged.

Xia Yin was silent, and finally shook her head.

"We are on a more and more dangerous and sensitive road. Something will happen if we don't pay attention. So, sorry ..." She lowered her head and said no more.

Madiland and Xia Yin refused.

The remaining Russell and Saru were silent for a while.

"Master Lin .... It's not necessary. Really ... have everyone been together well before now?" Russell demanded.

Looking at Lin Sheng's calm and indifferent face, he suddenly had an inexplicable strangeness.

He has always been the most supportive of Lin Sheng, not only because Lin Sheng is the steel-scale club he joined, but also because of his envy and admiration for Lin Sheng's powerful combat sword skills.

Yes, Lin Sheng has a certain idol halo in his mind.

But now ...

He looked around at his friends, Xia Yin and Madilan, who were his best friends from childhood to age, and at this moment stood on the opposite side of his idol.

Now it's his turn to stand in line.

"Russell, your family won't agree with you." Xia Yin said.

Lin Sheng in her eyes was no longer the original swordsman teacher. In Lin Sheng's eyes, she felt a certain inexplicable emotion.

Russell glanced at his two friends and Lin Sheng, and he lowered his head.

Saru sneered suddenly.

"I work with Master Lin!" He sounded like a golden stone, decisively abnormal.

"Saru you ?!" Madilan was surprised, looking at Saru with a determined face.

Saru was too lazy to talk about it.

The only thing he convinced in the club was Lin Sheng, as for the rest, that's it. If it weren't for Lin Sheng, these people would have been beaten by his father and mother.

"Make it clear in advance that the quota of the patrol is the network connection I am looking for, and this resource will not support you there." Xia Yin said coldly.

She intuitively felt that Lin Sheng was on the verge of danger. She didn't want to mix in again.

Sometimes, once she got there, if she failed, the consequences would be unbearable to her.