Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 73 I am not interested in money

In the chaotic darkness, I can't tell the direction.

The roar of thunder echoed.

Ishii Kinjiro kept running forward, he didn't know why he ran, he just ran numbly.

Bang, a blazing light cut through the darkness, reflecting his dirty hair, the wind and rain suddenly appeared from the darkness, suddenly someone shouted in the ear, "Run! Run!"

The gentle voice is so familiar.

The lightning flashed a bloody face in front of him.

"what!"

Ishii Kinjiro woke up suddenly, his dark eyes showed fear, he was gasping for breath, still unable to break free from that nightmare.

"Have another nightmare?"

A slightly old voice came from the side.

Kinjiro Ishii turned his head sideways, and at the head of the bed stood an old man who appeared to be in his 70s. His face was full of vicissitudes and wrinkles, but there was no sign of aging.

The waist is straight, like a lone bamboo in a storm.

The old man wore a retro dark purple kimono with gorgeous gold patterns on the cuffs and neckline, showing his extraordinary status.

"Master, I'm sorry, I lost, and the signboard of Mad Dog Liu was taken away."

Kinjiro Ishii lowered his head, his hairy cheeks still couldn't hide the guilt.

"Kinjiro, don't apologize for what you did your best."

Ishii Shinji raised his hand and touched his dog's head, and said softly: "You did a good job, I'm proud of you.

The signboard of Mad Dog Stream, I will take it back. "

"Haha."

Laughter came from outside, destroying the tender scene inside, "Yo, Kinjiro, I heard that you were beaten very badly."

"Mai Kuramoto..."

Ishii Kinjiro clenched his hands tightly, but he didn't refute like in the past.

Being ridiculed as a loser is the punishment he must accept.

"Kuramoto." Shinji Ishii's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the tall figure leaning against the door frame, "Are you here to find fault?"

"Don't be so angry, it was the old man who allowed Hakuryu to challenge Kinjiro, so the old man should deal with the aftermath and get back the signboard."

Makoto Kuramoto waved his hands without looking back, his brown face showing a hint of excitement.

She had expected that Bailong would win, but she never thought that winning would be so easy.

It made her feel like she couldn't wait to fight.

"Don't lose the signboard of Huliu again."

Shinji Ishii reminded me.

"Haha, don't worry."

Kuramoto Mai walked away.

……

The warm morning light fell on the streets of Tokyo, and the cherry blossoms behind the door lost their original brilliant colors and changed to monotonous green.

The row of purple bamboo forests on the courtyard wall of the parking lot are still green.

Bai Long rubbed his stomach and left the house.

Grapefruit skin, crab meat and preserved egg porridge, what a terrible combination.

Does Mingtong want to revitalize the dark cooking world by himself?
In this way, she has indeed reached the unprecedented level of a dark master.

I complained about that cooking skill in my heart.

Bailong pushed open the courtyard door, turned around and walked a few steps to the Jingongliu Hall, opened the door, and on the shoe rack were no longer two pairs of shoes alone, but pairs of shoes.

In the practice field inside, there are even a group of people sitting on their knees.

"Good morning, Teacher Bai."

They may have been rehearsed, or perhaps a prior habit, and the voices sounded fairly neat.

"Yeah." Bailong nodded and asked, "Do you want to join the Jingongliu Club?"

"That's right." Qilin Sijing replied on their behalf, his face full of excitement.

The orange-gold eyes are piercing.

She did not expect that so many students could be added.

The senior Qilin Temple's voice made her feel lighthearted.

The kneeling people nodded in agreement.

Bailong said with a stern face: "The Qilin Temple should have told you about the tuition fee."

"Yes, [-] yen per month plus [-] yen for training clothes."

One person answered aloud, and suggested: "With Bai Shifan's strength, it is no problem to increase the tuition fee to one million a month."

As long as the tuition fee increases, a threshold will be raised invisibly, stopping those who are likely to compete with them.

As for the monthly expenses of one million yen, for them, even a fraction of their pocket money is not considered.

"I'm not interested in money."

Bailong said what he wanted to say a long time ago, and stood with his hands behind his back: "Not everyone accepts the Jingongliu Club, you..."

With a slight sweep of his eyes, he already knew the limits of their bodies, "Run around Sheren Park twenty laps, whoever can do it will be eligible to join."

"Yes!"

They answered in unison, got up from the training ground, and went out one after another.

Qilin Sijing's face was full of shock, the joy of the senior was gone, and he was even a little ashamed.

She would die of exhaustion after running three laps, and the strong Robert only needed to run ten laps.

These new students have to run twenty laps as soon as they come up. Are they so physically strong?
Bailong noticed the change in her face, patted her shoulder and said: "Don't be discouraged, they have been training for a long time in the Wanshou Guild Hall, laying a solid foundation.

If you keep working hard, sooner or later you will be able to do what they did. "

Qilin Sijing nodded heavily and said: "Hey, I will never lose to them!"

She is on fire.

Although it has no substantive effect.

But it just ignited.

……

Ten laps, fifteen laps, eighteen laps.

Gradually, they noticed that their bodies were tired and their spirits fell into a state of depression.

"Ha, ha." Shashoin Huang kept breathing regularly, his body hadn't reached the limit yet, but he didn't have the idea of ​​leading the way.

Be cautious, carefully hide yourself in the middle team, look at those around you, and think about who will threaten you in the future.

Looking around the conclusion is no.

Speculators like him are always a minority, and most people would rather die in the Ten Thousand Beasts Guild than leave.

Those who really want to leave are those students who don't have confidence in their own talents and think that they can't get ahead in the Wanshou Guild Hall.

They are weak-willed people, and they will shrink back when encountering difficulties and setbacks.

Shashengyuan Huang is not that kind of person. He left the Ten Thousand Beasts Guild not because he thought he was not talented enough, but because he saw that it would take a long time for him to get the Ten Thousand Beasts Guild to impart extraordinary power.

In comparison, Jingongliu Club is more suitable for him.

Shifan's strength is enough to defeat the SS-level monster, and the number of students is small.

Well worth a try.

Shashoin Huang never doubted his own talent, and firmly believed that he just lacked a stage to soar into the sky.

Now, his stage has come.

In the last lap, he was so tired that his muscles ached and his vision was blurred by sweat, so he chose to speed up.

At this moment, he surpassed the person who was so slow that he almost walked, and trotted back to the entrance of the Jingongliu Clubhouse.

"Ha." The air in his lungs was almost empty, his eyes were full of stars, his waist was not bent, he was as straight as a sword, and said in a forceful tone: "Bai Shifan, what training is there next?"

Looking at the sweaty but still energetic young man in front of him, Bai Long admired him, and said, "That's right, what's your name?"

"Desolation of the killing yard."

he answered loudly.

(End of this chapter)