The originally chaotic gym was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
So, they all heard Chris's instructions to Hanger, and upon suddenly hearing Boss Chris issue such an order, everyone was indignant:
"Who is Brian? How dare he embezzle Boss Chris's things! I'll chop him into mincemeat and feed him to dogs!"
"Right, Boss Chris is too kind. He should just be ground into a pulp!"
"I think it's better to put him in a cement barrel and sink him in the sea!"
"After a physical castration, send him to entertain clients. Let that dog regret it for the rest of his life!"
Listening to the shocking remarks of his many subordinates, Chris, who only wanted to slightly punish Brian, felt his eyelids twitch. Why did it seem like these guys hated Brian even more than he did?
At this moment, Marn, noticing Chris's expression was off and aware of Brian's relationship with Chris, stepped forward and said, "Shut up! What Boss says, goes. Do you need to be here gossiping?!"
Hearing Marn's rebuke, everyone quieted down, looking at Hanger, awaiting his response.
After all, Boss Chris's chosen person was Hanger, not Marn.
And upon hearing that Chris was looking for him for this kind of matter, Hanger breathed a sigh of relief, even marveling at his good fortune.
Not only did he not receive any blame from Boss Chris, but he could also fulfill his own wish in the process. This was truly great.
However, Hanger did not, like the other subordinates, think of taking the initiative to add to Chris's demands. He only intended to faithfully follow Boss Chris's instructions and break that dog's two legs.
"Alright, Boss. Shall I go do it now?"
Chris looked at the composed Hanger, confirming that he had not chosen the wrong person.
If he had chosen someone prone to overthinking, they might have actually chopped Brian into pieces to curry favor with him.
In that case, Chris would have been heartbroken.
After all, an interesting dog like Brian was hard to find.
"In the evening, when that dog gets off work. Also, you shouldn't show your face. I don't want him to know I'm behind it."
"Understood, Boss!"
Hanger nodded, then selected a few brothers and left the gym. He needed to determine the execution plan to perfectly carry out Boss Chris's orders.
For this, Johnny, who had a good head on his shoulders and might even become a third-in-command, was also pulled in to help.
After arranging this small matter, Chris then asked Marn about the gang's development.
There was nothing much to say; with the dragon blood beverage paving the way, everyone who had ever visited the gym had been drawn in.
Even a few teachers had joined their group, just to get free and continuous dragon blood beverage.
Learning about the gang's development, Chris nodded in approval, "Good, but this isn't enough yet. Next, you need to establish branches in other schools. I want to become the boss of all students in Rhode Island before I take office as Student Union President!"
Hearing Chris issue the order, Marn excitedly said, "Alright, Boss! I'll discuss it with Hanger to determine the further development plan."
With a resource like the dragon blood beverage, Marn had long believed they should continue to expand, but Hanger thought that without Chris's instructions, they should maintain the status quo.
Now, having received Chris's clear order, Marn, who had long wanted to do this, immediately made a military pledge.
However, he then became troubled: "Boss, may I ask what our gang's name is? And what are its main tenets?"
Hearing Marn's question, Chris was also taken aback. He really hadn't thought about this issue.
Originally, he just wanted to casually form a small group to help him run for Student Union President.
But he didn't expect that with the blessing of the dragon blood beverage, this small group would develop so fiercely and have so much potential.
Now Chris really needed to plan the subsequent development properly and could no longer let it grow so wildly.
After a moment of contemplation, Chris said, "The name will be the Iron Fist Society, and its main tenet will be strengthening the body. Let's promote this for now, and add others later."
With a clear tenet, Marn also felt more confident.
After all, when developing within the school, they had always called themselves the Chris Fan Club.
But now that they were expanding externally, they definitely needed a resounding name and something characteristic of their own gang.
And now, the name Iron Fist Society sounded appropriate.
"Alright, Boss. So, our emblem will be an iron fist icon?"
To Marn's further questioning, Chris impatiently said, "You handle such small matters. I only have one requirement: it must be cool!"
"YES!" Marn straightened up, saluted, and then scurried off to get things done.
Chris thought there were no other matters and strolled around the gym, admiring the muscular cool girls.
With a groundbreaking item like the dragon blood beverage, anyone who had drunk it would no longer have any desire to use other fitness supplements.
So, the cool girls in the gym all had shapely figures and hadn't developed into beastly forms.
Even a few muscular tough guys who had previously used drugs had now stopped and only drank dragon blood beverage for their workouts.
This beverage truly lived up to its promotion, like the dragon's blood in myths and legends, with the effect of turning people into legendary heroes.
So, these guys' fanaticism towards Chris was not unimaginable, because he gave them strength while also giving them good physical health.
However, while these people genuinely respected Chris, Chris was thinking about how to get his investment back from these guys.
It wasn't that he couldn't afford the resources to cultivate these people, but any unconditional giving always seemed particularly cheap.
Looking at the mermaid line of the beautiful woman in front of him, a flash of inspiration struck Chris's mind. He had an idea.
He rejected the special invitation from the girl in front of him with his eyes, and Chris found Marn again. He wanted to raise the entry threshold for membership.
After informing Marn of his thoughts, Chris prepared to hear Marn's ideas.
"Speak freely. This is just my initial idea; it can be changed if it doesn't work."
With Chris's permission, Marn said directly, "Boss, your idea for membership fees is very good. We should indeed increase the entry threshold, which will help filter out those who truly want to join us."
"It's just, how much should the fee be? And our school has a free gym, but other schools might not. This way, the dragon blood beverage's full potential can't be utilized. If they can't build strong bodies, are they still considered members of our Iron Fist Society?"
Chris added two thresholds: one was to collect membership fees, and the other was to develop a strong physique within three months.
Only then would one be considered an official member of the Iron Fist Society.
And upon hearing Marn's question, Chris naturally had a solution.
"The membership fee will be ten dollars per month, and as for the training location, I've already prepared to open my own gym.
Once it officially opens, all members of the Iron Fist Society can train there for a monthly fee of one dollar."
Hearing that Chris had arrangements, Marn no longer worried and instead continued planning the gang's development.