Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

"After all, they did not organize this black boxing by themselves, and they are not the ones standing behind it, but Mr. Du."

Jiang Shan calmly told Ah San the reason why those people did not dare to take action, full of disdain and ridicule for them: "They dare to provoke me now because they think that although I have firewood now, it has not started burning yet.

It’s just not strong enough. But Master Du is different. Unless they want to die, they won’t have the guts to bring Black Fist to light."

Ah San nodded thoughtfully, and then also laughed: "They will regret it in the future because they underestimated you, Brother Shan."

"Of course." Jiang Shan shrugged, with a nonchalant smile on his face, "Actually, I'm more curious about another thing."

Ah San was spreading out the quilt. Hearing the expectation in Jiang Shan's tone, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "What's going on?"

"They failed today, and of course they won't give up. I'm very curious about what methods they will use to defeat me tomorrow." Jiang Shan's tone did not regard anything that might happen tomorrow as trouble at all.

Because in his opinion, no matter what trouble it is, it can't stop him.

The next morning, Jiang Shan was still disturbed from his sleep by the guards who kept knocking on the iron door.

A few hours later, it was time for lunch. Before they even entered the cafeteria, Jiang Shan and Ah San saw James walking over from afar, and smiled gently and said hello.

After entering the cafeteria, there were still people discussing Shang Jiangshan's performance on stage last night.

James smiled: "How does it feel?"

Jiang Shan shrugged and said, "Whatever, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"How could it be okay?" James originally wanted to say something else, but seeing how Jiang Shan didn't care at this moment, he had no choice but to swallow what he was about to say.

Strangely enough, James himself is considered a relatively strong person, otherwise he wouldn't have done such an exaggerated thing to get in.

But in front of Jiangshan, he didn't have the confidence to be strong at all.

It was as if in front of Jiangshan, he would subconsciously look down upon himself.

This time, because Jiang Shan came earlier, there were not many people in the cafeteria, so naturally there would be no one panicking to give him a seat. He, Ah San, and James fought smoothly.

Prepared your own meals and soup.

Still out of habit, we found a seat in a corner, and the three of us sat together, eating and chatting.

"Tsk tsk, you probably don't know that the impact of what you have done recently makes me a little envious." After chatting for a while, it was obvious that Jiangshan was not worried about tonight's boxing match at all, and James suddenly changed his mind.

The topic was mentioned with a strange smile.

"What?" Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Recently..." James just started to speak, but suddenly he heard a man's voice coming from beside him: "Um, hello, are you Mr. Jiangshan?"

Hearing someone calling his name so politely, Jiang Shan raised his head and looked over.

"Who are you?" Looking at the other person, Jiang Shan asked calmly after confirming that he did not know the other person.

"Is there anything you need my help with?" The man pondered for a moment and asked sincerely.

Jiang Shan frowned and asked, "What?"

"I hope I can serve you." After thinking for a while, he understood the underlying meaning of this sentence clearly, and Jiang Shan smiled strangely.

Serve me? Be my little brother? It's so fun.

"Why are you looking for me?" Jiang Shan asked with interest.

"You are powerful and have high prestige, and you won't be a coward, and you will do things simply." The other party seemed to have thought it through a long time ago, and now he said it coherently. The other party did not say anything else, but Jiangshan can do it on his own.

I figured it out: "Anyway, it just means that your younger brother will not suffer any loss."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Oh." Then his tone suddenly changed: "But I don't need you."

"Why?" The man frowned, looking a little puzzled, "It will definitely be inconvenient for you to do things alone in prison."

"Because it's not needed." Jiang Shan replied calmly.

"But..." The man seemed to want to say something more, but Jiang Shan suddenly raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and raised his head to look at him.

Jiang Shan looked at this man. There was no emotion in his eyes, not even a trace of emotion. It was just darkness and full of boundless oppression. He said coldly: "I don't want to repeat it again."

Then Jiang Shan lowered his head and took a sip of soup, and the other party also trembled, seeming to wake up from the oppressive feeling Jiang Shan brought to him.

"Okay." The man trembled and responded, his voice trembling a little, and he was inexplicably panicked. Then he found that the soup in the Jiangshan bowl had reached the bottom, and said, "Let me help you scoop out another bowl of soup.

If you need help with anything in the future, be sure to come to me."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Shan's answer, he took Jiang Shan's bowl and went to the soup pot.

Ah San looked in his direction and confirmed that the other party was indeed walking towards the soup pot.

"I was about to say that recently many people in the South Campus think that there is a future in hanging out with you and plan to become your younger brother." James finished what he just said at this time, and then said with a half-smile: "Why refuse?"

In his opinion, if so many people took the initiative to become his younger brother, then he would definitely be ecstatic, but what about Jiangshan? It was so dull, and he seemed not to care.

"I didn't come here to be the boss." Jiang Shan shook his head and explained casually, and then found that the man also happened to come over and put the soup on the table.

"Thank you." Jiang Shan replied politely.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man smiled, with no emotion on his face, and no trace of his panic just now. It seemed that nothing happened just now, and then left.

After finishing the rice in the bowl, Jiang Shan raised the soup bowl and asked with a smile: "Is there anything wrong with this soup?"

"No." Ah San had been staring at the man scooping soup, and now he shook his head.

"Well, that's good." Jiang Shan smiled faintly,

Jiang Shan simply drank it, breathed a long sigh of relief, and put down the empty bowl.

Originally, he planned to sit on a chair and rest for a few minutes before leaving. However, after a few minutes, Jiang Shan's face gradually turned ugly and he cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

His eyes were a little gloomy: "There's something wrong with this soup, or this rice."

As San and James listened to these words, their expressions suddenly changed.