Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

They were originally a group of ragtag people pulled from the road by Wu Xuewei. How could they have gone through such a big battle? It would be true to say that there were some desperadoes among this crowd, but... facing the strength of the Iron Guards, Hanging

The impact like a meat knife, even if it is cruel, even if it is a desperado, it will not be able to exert its strength at all.

Some people were fishing in troubled waters among the crowd, and they usually bullied the younger ones. When they saw such a terrifying scene, they were so frightened that they retreated, thinking only of escaping for their lives.

On the battlefield, the reason why soldiers are not allowed to retreat even half a step is to prevent this chain effect. Without a steel-like probability to restrain it, even the most powerful army will be defeated as it retreats continuously. The defeat is like a mountain.

It's not true at all.

At this time, more and more people on Wu Xuewei's side were running for their lives, wailing, and fleeing in all directions. In the blink of an eye, they were no longer able to form a blocking force. The Iron Guards all raised their knives and slashed and stabbed more easily and neatly.

Some were holding their thighs and wailing, holding their stomachs and begging for help. Most of them just threw their weapons far away, gave up resistance, and crouched in the corner with their heads in their hands, trying to escape.

Without facing the Iron Guards in real life, without actually seeing such bloody and brutal scenes, there is no way to feel or understand the horrified state of mind of these gangsters. The entire lobby on the first floor of the company is like a

Purgatory on earth, the sticky, sticky blood on the smooth ceramic tiles, gathering in a stream but with nowhere to penetrate, accumulating more and more, the pungent smell of blood that makes people sick, the endless cries for help, pain

The shouts intertwined in confusion, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Ten minutes later, after more than a hundred Iron Guards completely controlled the lobby on the first floor of Wu Xuewei Company, Bao Xiong came to the car and reported to Jiang Shan.

Sitting in the car on the roadside, Jiang Shan could already hear the resounding screams, begging for mercy, and the clanging of weapons. Opening the door, Jiang Shan got out of the car with an expressionless face, and strode

Walked into the main entrance of the company.

At this time, everyone in Wu Xuewei and all the buddies from City B were dumbfounded! They all stared in dumbfounded eyes, unable to believe that a huge force of several hundred people could be so defeated under the impact of dozens of people.

It was a complete mess. Sitting on the chair in the control room, Wu Xuewei had cold sweat rolling down his face.

"It's impossible... we still have a chance! Right? We still have a chance!" Wu Xuewei said tremblingly.

However, at this time, beside Wu Xuewei, apart from a few trusted bodyguard brothers, the only ones left were the big brothers from City B. All the forces that could be gathered together were arranged by them to the first floor.

Thinking about it before Wu Xuewei, a scene with so many people would scare Jiangshan half to death. He dared to rush in? He thought that after the stalemate, he would find the right time. Wu Xuewei only needed to give an order, and his side would

Hundreds of people rushed out, and one side of the country was bound to flee, but...unexpectedly, it ended so simply, and in the blink of an eye, the situation was decided.

"Gun... hurry up and grab the guy! We have guns!" Faced with the threat to their lives, several elder brothers on the side quickly ordered in a panic.

"Yes... gun! Hurry!" Wu Xuewei quickly turned around and urged. Guns are generally rarely used in large-scale domestic armed fights. After all... the impact is too great. There is no prominent and transcendent background. Just the cumbersome aftermath of the aftermath is enough.

It's been enough trouble for a long time! But now at such a critical moment, how can Wu Xuewei care about this? It's important to save his life! If he can escape from Jiangshan's hands, it's good to be alive!

The younger brothers at the back hurriedly ran to grab the guy, and Wu Xuewei, the elder brother, also took out the pistols from his arms, nervously loaded the bullets, and held them at his side: "Don't be afraid, everyone... rush out together! Even so!

No matter how ruthless or fast the people in his country are, can they still be faster than bullets? We will definitely be able to get out!"

"Yes! Damn it, it's been so thrilling for a long time! I really thought we people were vegetarians! Find an opportunity to give Jiangshan's grandson a few bullets and send him to see the King of Hell!" An elder brother from City B said angrily through gritted teeth.

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Soon, Wu Xuewei and the others once again gathered their final strength. More than ten people, all holding pistols, nervously walked down the stairs step by step... They did not dare to take the elevator.

Striding into the lobby, Jiang Shan glanced indifferently at the gangsters everywhere who were wailing, holding their stomachs, holding their thighs and screaming, and said to the violent bear: "Control the situation!"

"Understood!" Bao Xiong answered simply.

The Iron Guards, who had forced the remaining people to the corner and hugged their heads, were holding weapons in an angry manner and surrounded the remaining hundreds of people in the corner. A total of three to five hundred people were actually killed by the Iron Guards.

Twenty or thirty people were tightly controlled, and no one dared to stand up to resist. All their weapons were thrown far away.

Pa, pa... Every time he stepped on the blood that had gathered on the ground, a burst of blood would spatter from the soles of Jiangshan's shoes. As Jiangshan walked by, a row of footprints was quickly covered up by the blood again.

"Are you their eldest brother? Help me, I'm dying! I'm cold!" A young man who was lying in blood sat up with his body stretched out. There was no trace of blood on his face, and his lips were white and blue, and he trembled.

He raised his head and said to Jiang Shan.

Glancing at the young man, Jiang Shanli ignored him and walked past him as if he didn't hear his cry for help...

"Help me! Please!" The young man hurriedly hugged one of Jiang Shan's legs and said tremblingly, his head held high and his pale face full of hope.

"Let go!" Jiang Shan said indifferently, turning his head.

"Get out!" He kicked hard, and this kick directly pushed the young man to slide more than ten meters away from the ground. He was holding his stomach and bowed like a prawn. Originally, he was holding his stomach.

The wound spurted out more blood, gurgling out.

"Are you still a human being? You beat me even when I'm injured! You don't care whether we live or die! If we don't get treatment, many of us will die!" A middle-aged bald man at the side said with hatred, covering his thigh.

"Save you?" Jiang Shan grinned, looking at the bald man amusedly.

"I'm not a human being... I'm the devil who will send you to hell! You don't have to talk to me about your life or death, just ask your Mr. Wu!" Jiang Shan stopped, turned around and walked to the bald man, looking down condescendingly.

Looking at him, he said softly.

"Break off his legs and hands!" Before leaving, Jiang Shan calmly ordered the violent bear beside him.

"Remember... I am a devil!" Jiang Shan said with a happy smile and seemed to be in a very happy mood.