Chapter 22: Patience
Afterwards, Jiang Chengfeng explained the concept of the club to Luo Dongchuan in detail, which was also a lesson for him.
"In fact, the society I'm talking about is a gang. If a gang wants to grow and become stronger, it must first build a complete framework. To build a framework, it needs to find trustworthy brothers! For example, the people who followed you to fight today are trustworthy people!"
"Then, you have to select a few elites from these trustworthy people, go to various places to set up branches, and then have these branch leaders expand the power!"
"There is one more thing you need to remember. Elite soldiers are always stronger than a mob! You need to focus on training elite backbones and then let them develop. Only in this way can the gang gradually become stronger!"
After saying so much in one breath, Jiang Chengfeng poured himself a cup of hot tea, drank it in small sips, and waited for Luo Dongchuan to digest this information himself.
After a while, Luo Dongchuan raised his head again, looked at Jiang Chengfeng, and said confidently: "Brother, I understand what you mean! Since we are going to choose a hall master, we can cultivate his talents slowly, but he must be loyal!"
Jiang Chengfeng smiled and nodded. This kid is very smart!
After thinking about it, Jiang Chengfeng gave Luo Dongchuan a brief description of the framework of the so-called society. Finally, he dipped his fingers in tea and drew a framework on the table.
In the future, Jiang Chengfeng naturally did not dare to instruct a young man to form a black society. However, after traveling to this strange era, the evil in his heart gradually magnified. If he could not make a splash in that era, then he would satisfy his small wishes in this era!
After the dinner, Jiang Chengfeng returned to his thatched cottage humming a little tune.
However, after entering the courtyard, Jiang Chengfeng discovered that there was an oil lamp on in the thatched cottage, and he couldn't help but become alert.
"Who are you?"
As he spoke, Jiang Chengfeng approached quietly. If there was a thief, he wouldn't mind beating him up on the spot.
"Brother Jiang, it's me! Ah Hui!"
The door opened, and Luo Ahui, who was wearing a light blue skirt, but had a graceful and gentle figure, pushed open the door, stood in front of the door, and looked at Jiang Chengfeng with a smile.
"Ahui, why are you here?" Jiang Chengfeng was full of surprise.
Luo Ahui helped Jiang Chengfeng into the room and closed the door. There were four dishes and a soup on the table, which was still emitting a faint heat.
"Brother Jiang, does it still hurt?"
Jiang Chengfeng felt a little hot because he had drunk some wine. He took off his outer clothes, but Luo Ahui discovered the bruises on his back.
Luo Ahui gently stroked the scar with her jade fingers, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety.
Jiang Chengfeng didn't want to see Ah Hui's worried look, so he smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore! Just apply some medicine and it will be fine! By the way, how did you find this place?"
Luo Ahui's pretty face flushed, and she murmured shyly: "Brother Jiang, have you forgotten? You told me your address the day before yesterday!"
"Oh right! Brother Jiang, eat quickly! The food is getting cold!"
Jiang Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I've already eaten! But I still want to thank you!"
As he spoke, Jiang Chengfeng unconsciously held Luo Ahui's soft and fair little hand. Luo Ahui subconsciously shrank back, but Jiang Chengfeng held her even tighter.
Feeling the masculine aura of the young man, Luo Ahui felt her cheeks burning, her head pounding, and her body suddenly tensed up.
"Brother Jiang, I'd better heat up the food..."
Jiang Chengfeng did not let go, but instead grabbed Luo Ahui's hand.
Seeing the beauty's increasingly shy expression, Jiang Chengfeng felt very happy, but he also knew his limits. He let go of Luo Ahui and said softly, "Ahui, are you here to bring me dinner?"
With her little hands relaxed, Luo Ahui's shyness faded a little, but an inexplicable feeling of loss surged in her heart.
"By the way...mainly because I heard from Dongchuan that you were injured, so I came to see you!"
As she spoke, she helped to take off Jiang Chengfeng's white shirt. When she saw the purple bloodstains inside, her eyes suddenly turned red and filled with tears.
Luo Ahui tried hard to hold back her tears and said softly, "Brother Jiang, I'll help you apply the medicine!"
As she spoke, she took out the red medicine, dipped her finger in it, and applied it carefully and gently.
Feeling the cool little hand gently brushing against his face, Jiang Chengfeng felt as if he had drunk a can of iced cola in the middle of summer, and he couldn't help but moan with pleasure.
On the other hand, Luo Ahhui saw Jiang Chengfeng's strong and sturdy body and smelled the increasingly strong masculine scent. The blush that had just faded instantly climbed up again. But when she saw the faint bloodstains on the bronze skin, the embarrassment disappeared immediately.
After wiping off the medicine, Jiang Chengfeng suddenly turned his head , stared into Luo Ahui's eyes, and said seriously: "Ahui, you are so beautiful!"
Luo Ahui bit her red lips lightly, lowered her head and said nothing, but the smug joy on the corner of her mouth fully exposed her mood at the moment.
But just as she stood up, her foot slipped, and she fell on her back on the bed with a scream. Jiang Chengfeng, who had just been lying on the bed, also groaned, but it was because Luo Ahui lay on top of him and pressed on his bruises.
Two hot bodies overlapping each other, this scene is so ambiguous!
Lying on Jiang Chengfeng's body, Luo Ahui could smell the masculine scent of the mature man more clearly, and her heart was beating wildly.
She wanted to get up, but a pair of strong arms held her slender waist. She had no choice but to lie on Jiang Chengfeng, with half of her cheek pressed against Jiang Chengfeng's naked upper body.
"Brother Jiang..." Luo Ahui, lying in Jiang Chengfeng's arms, murmured softly, her beautiful eyes covered with a thin layer of mist, and her pretty face became even hotter.
This was the first time Luo Ahui encountered such a thing. How could she be a match for a veteran like Jiang Chengfeng?
"Ouch!"
Because Luo Ahui touched the scar in his north.
This exclamation also woke up the intoxicated Luo Ahui, "Brother Jiang, did I hurt you?"
