59: Chapter 59 One Part-Time Job, Two Sources of Income

These words were arrogant and domineering enough.

However, not a single person present lost their temper.

They all lowered their heads, looking like children with eight-pack abs who had done something wrong.

"Follow me, keep going!"

"Put strength into this leg! That's the only way to overcome the enemy! Not like you lot—a bunch of flashy, useless moves!"

"Again!"

Lin Heng's voice wasn't loud, but his articulation was clear, ensuring everyone present heard him perfectly.

The key was that these muscle-heads, each with pectoral muscles larger than a woman's, were incredibly obedient; they did exactly what Lin Heng said.

A group of people who, in the eyes of others, seemed like violent gangsters, were now as obedient as students.

The livestream chat had never been this silent.

In these muscle-heads, they had witnessed the true meaning of 'contrast'!

As for Lin Heng's remarks, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

That punch could kill a bull, and you call it 'flashy and useless'?

If it weren't for the lack of illegal equipment here, people would have believed Lin Heng was training special forces for an upcoming war.

"Can you guys tell what's happening here?"

"I can't. The composition is too complex; I can't analyze it."

"Too many elements, hard to distinguish."

"..."

The viewers in the livestream all shook their heads with bitter smiles, indicating they didn't know.

However, Lin Heng's behavior had certainly shocked them.

They all paid close attention to Lin Heng's movements, wondering if they could also forge themselves into muscle-heads.

Next, Lin Heng continued his boxing routine.

The people below followed Lin Heng's movements, and before long, they began to wail in pain.

Even the man who had just wanted to become his disciple was now panting heavily, waving his hands repeatedly, saying he couldn't go on.

"You guys are too useless... If it weren't for the fact that you paid, I wouldn't even want to teach you."

"Rest where you are for ten minutes, then continue. I'll be supervising you!"

Lin Heng shrugged somewhat helplessly, quickly opened the Octagon Cage, and returned to the lounge.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Like trained huskies, they lay scattered across the floor, panting, not wanting to move a single finger.

The viewers in the livestream twitched their lips slightly at the sight.

If these muscle-heads were useless, then what were they?

The people here could easily be considered aces in any gym, yet they were so belittled by Lin Heng; one could imagine how high his standards were.

"Murder. The opponent didn't use a knife or a gun, but his mouth."

"Eh... I think I found someone! Isn't that the fitness coach from near my place? I just realized! He disappears every few days, saying he's looking for a private tutor. I wondered where he went, but I never expected it to be here!"

"That's the tough guy from our company! As soon as he joined, the female colleagues were all over him for his WeChat. When asked for his training secret, he just said it was at a secret gym. I didn't expect it to be this place!"

"Kuli Qiang from our construction site! Holy crap! I didn't recognize him at first. One man moving bricks as fast as ten! I thought the guy was on gear!"

"..."

For a moment, with so many viewers in the livestream, it was only natural that some acquaintances were recognized.

However, they found it hard to accept for a moment that this was actually a private training gym!

This realization came after seeing the people in the arena finish their training and skillfully pull out Protein Powder, clinking cups and drinking heartily.

Looking at the surrounding facilities again.

Although it was an underground parking lot, it had been converted into a place for various bodyweight fitness activities.

Boxing, rock climbing, obstacles... all of it was naturally included.

And the Octagon Cage from earlier was clearly a boxing arena.

As for why such a thing was set up... maybe it was for the show's effect, or to spur the people here on?

"Ahem... I'm sure everyone has realized by now that this is actually more like a public gym. I wonder if you're willing to follow me to interview Lin Heng and find out the truth?"

After her shock, Su Xueer quickly followed Lin Heng.

Ten minutes wasn't long; she had to catch up with Lin Heng to answer everyone's questions.

The lounge.

When Su Xueer walked in, she immediately noticed a scene where someone was using medicine to treat an injured person.

And there were quite a few people still queuing up behind??

The viewers in the livestream burst out laughing.

"Pfft... Lin Heng isn't letting a single second of money-making time go to waste."

"At this rate, if Lin Heng isn't wealthy, then no one is."

"By the way, did you notice? These people are actually some of the trainees from just now!"

"It seems so!"

"Lin Heng has really figured out how to make money. One part-time job, two incomes. That's insane!"

"..."

The livestream was abuzz with discussion.

At this moment, Lin Heng's movements had stopped.

He finished bandaging the man's thigh and then patted the wound.

The guy opposite him grimaced in pain.

"What do you mean by being so reckless? Any harder and your leg would've broken. I told you to do extreme sports, not to give me an extreme medical case."

"Hehe... Isn't it because Big Brother is here? I'm perfectly at ease. I definitely won't die; it'll just hurt for a few days."

The muscular guy, nearly thirty years old, called Lin Heng 'Big Brother' to his face, clearly admiring him to the extreme.

"Then you'll have to pay double next time. I don't do business at a loss. The key is that seeing you show up so often is annoying, you know?"

Lin Heng waved his hand, telling the man to leave quickly.

"Hehe, forget double; even if it's ten times the price, I'm willing!"

"Get lost already. Next."

He had a payment QR code placed beside him. He waved at the person behind and said indifferently.

Soon, people injured from extreme sports appeared in line.

"The last one was fine, just a dislocation. Your leg is broken; why are you coming to me? Go to a hospital! What, do you expect me to perform an amputation or something?"

"What's this? Shrapnel?? A piece from a cutting machine accidentally flew in?"

By the end, even Lin Heng was somewhat speechless.

He waved his hand. "Go on, don't delay my business—no, my part-time job."

Soon, a person appeared, looked around mysteriously, and then spoke to Lin Heng in a low voice.

"Big Brother, they sent me to ask if you'd do some 'clean' work? They'll give you this much..."

"Get lost! Before I call the police."