Back from the clubhouse, Lin Sheng still took the bus.
Although I have money in my pocket, the habits formed before are still not easy to change. It's like he only planned to keep a low profile for two years at the beginning, but he kept a low profile for a long time, and now he has become a habit
"To put it bluntly, I'm still lazy."
Standing in the cold wind, Lin Sheng turned his head and looked at the rickety white bus that was slowly going away. Tightening his collar, he slowly walked along the blind path in front of the shop.
There are not many people on the street, there are no snacks in the neighborhood here, and the nightlife is quite deserted.
As Lin Sheng hurried back, he recalled the previous fight with Russell.
"Actually, I almost always dealt with the opponent without drawing my sword. In the mercenary's residual instinctive memory, I'm not very good at this kind of sudden close-up attack."
"Using the metal sword rest and precise judgment, you can instantly break the opponent's attack. This kind of technique should actually be counted in close combat."
"It's a pity that my physical strength is still a little weak, otherwise I wouldn't need to use my strength to counterattack to win."
Before he practiced with Russell, the reason why he was able to easily throw it into the air was not because of his own strength, but because of Russell's own pounce.
This is also a move in the mercenary's memory instinct. Facing an opponent whose strength is much higher than his own, this type of move is necessary.
"In general, this is to use the hardness and material of the long sword itself as a leverage principle to borrow the strength of the opponent.
In theory, the stronger the opponent is, the deeper the damage will be. The premise is that the material of the sword body must be hard enough. "
Lin Sheng recalled the previous fights, and he had a deeper understanding of this kind of skills in his heart.
If it is said that Ravel's memory fragments gave him a basic straight attack, then the mercenary's memory fragments enriched his other combat experience.
Although there are not many, in Ravel's environment, perhaps not even an apprentice. But dealing with a Russell is no problem at all.
The guy said he was trained, but in fact he was just a chick who had never seen blood.
Walking in through the spacious gate of the community, Lin Sheng walked all the way to the entrance of the corridor of his home with familiarity.
On the ground at the stairway, someone scattered a stack of advertising leaflets, scattered all over the floor.
There was a photo of an unknown beauty printed on the top, and the following line read: A lot of money to seek a child
Lin Sheng kicked away an advertising leaflet that was blown upright by the wind, and walked upstairs slowly.
The light in the stairwell was out again.
He took three steps at a time, and reached the third floor in a few strokes.
The anti-theft door at home was wide open, and father Lin Niannian was carrying out goods, all of which were filled with sackcloth bags of snacks and snacks.
Several big bags were piled up in front of the house, and there was not even a place to stay.
"Help me, just move downstairs." Seeing Lin Sheng coming, Lin Zhounian called out quickly.
"kindness."
The two father and son worked together, much faster, and transported more than ten bags of things downstairs.
Lin Niannian went to drive his small tricycle over, and loaded the goods into the car.
"Okay, you go to sleep, I'll send it to someone. They are in a hurry." Lin Zhounian stuffed a roll of money into Lin Sheng's hand.
"Your class teacher called and said that he wanted to make up lessons, and he was going to talk about the key questions of the college entrance examination. This is the fee for making up lessons.
And your pocket money for the next few days. Don't ask your sister, it's not easy for her to be outside alone. "
After speaking, he waved his hand, and without waiting for Lin Sheng to reply, he rode on the tricycle and wobbled away.
Lin Sheng watched his father get farther and farther away in the night until he could no longer see him.
He looked down at the roll of money in his hand, one for one hundred and two for twenty. The money was pinched a little crumpled, with a little bit of daddy's sweat on it.
Life is like this. Apart from small shops, Lin Niannian occasionally helps others to order large orders.
It's not uncommon for him to go out to deliver goods in the evening like this. He can earn twenty or thirty dollars a trip, which is hard money.
After a moment of silence, Lin Sheng turned around and went back to the third floor, opened the door and entered the house.
Change into your slippers, do your routine, change into your pajamas, and drink a glass of water before bed.
finally lie down quietly