Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Ignoring the conversation below, the old man Dongfang chuckled and turned around, looking at the head of the Murong family who was rubbing his hands.

"Don't hold the banquet yet. Don't hold the birthday banquet yet. Look, he's anxious! Jiang Shan, where are the gifts given to you by Grandpa Murong? Take them all out..."

Murong's family's face turned red as he spoke, as if he was like a doll begging for a gift!

After glaring at the old man Dongfang, Murong's face was serious, but the longing in his eyes could be seen by everyone.

Murong Yueyan heard the words: Here is a gift for you Grandpa Murong. His heart suddenly trembled. For some reason, the eyes looking at Jiangshan were full of affection! Fortunately, Murong Yueyan concealed it very well after years of crawling around in shopping malls.

, without being noticed by others.

"Grandpa Murong, I brought this back from the Qinghai auction house. Take a look, do you like it?" Shangguan Yu'er came up and presented her gift box to him.

"Oh? My dear Yu'er, you're interested! Grandpa, thank you!" Murong's family master's face showed a hint of kindness. For such an exquisite doll that looked like it was carved out of wood, the elders all loved it from the bottom of their hearts.

After taking the gift box, the head of the Murong family turned around and handed it into the hands of the attendant behind him.

Dongfang Qian also sent congratulatory gifts and a birthday message, which made the head of the Murong family laugh heartily and say hello repeatedly!

Seeing everyone sending congratulatory gifts, Huangfu Yunrong sneered, reached out and pulled out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, squinted at Jiangshan's shabby cloth bag, and smiled disdainfully. Are we the only two left?

?Just in time, let you show off the extraordinary gift of my Huangfu Yunrong!

He reached out and popped open the seal on the top of the bamboo tube, and Huangfu pulled out a dark green jade sword.

As soon as I appeared, I felt a sudden coolness and full of ancient colors. The originally dry and hot air around me suddenly became a little cooler.

No one opened the other people's gifts, they were sent out directly in gift boxes. The head of the Murong family also handed them over to the followers behind him. At this moment, Huangfu Yunrong pulled out his jade sword, attracting everyone's attention.

Sis... none of the high-ranking officials and businessmen around him were well-informed, but when they saw the jade sword in Huangfu Yunrong's hand, everyone was shocked.

Just the touching touch of green, the slightest hint of coolness, the connected reliefs on the surface of the sword, and the regular layout make it look like it was made by a master of fine craftsmanship.

The blade of the sword is not long, more than ten centimeters, but it is very cold. Not only the coldness radiates from the jade itself, but also the sharp sword energy coming out, which is enough to show how precious this object is.

"Huh..." Mr. Deng, a leading figure in the antique world, came up to him, his eyes filled with surprise and envy.

"This thing is extraordinary, it must have a great origin!" Mr. Deng admired sincerely.

This sentence undoubtedly magnified the value of the jade sword again. Huangfu Yunrong pursed his lips and smiled, inserted the jade sword into the bamboo tube, held it in both hands and handed it to the old man Murong: "Yunrong wishes Grandpa Murong good luck every year and happiness every year."

Today, I am as blessed as the East China Sea, and my life is as long as the Southern Mountains..."

Jiang Shan suddenly felt a numbness in his neck! Can you be more natural? It sounds so formal, sour and sour...

The head of the Murong family nodded and smiled kindly, took it in his hand, looked very pleased with it, thanked him lovingly, and said a few words of comfort.

Everyone thought that the head of the Murong family would take out the jade sword and examine it, but unexpectedly, he still turned around and handed the jade sword into the hands of the attendant behind him, turned his head, and kept looking at Jiangshan.

Huangfu Yunrong sneered and looked at Jiang Shan with disdain on his face.

"Come on, everyone, give way!" Jiang Shan knew that it was his turn. He wanted to keep a low profile. However, it seemed that his porcelain jar was the finale, so he didn't lose any of his status at all!

He pulled out the shabby cloth bag from the corner behind the table and carried it to the table.

Huangfu burst into laughter! He wanted to use this laugh to shock Jiangshan, but he didn't expect that with so many people around, only his own laughter came out. The others looked at it with curiosity. For a moment, Huangfu

Feeling bored, he shrank his neck and stared.

Jiang Shan Tan untied the cloth bag, took out the porcelain bottle and put it on the table. He quickly peeled off the tissue paper as if he were juggling. He picked up the bottle and smiled at the head of the Murong family: "Old man, it's not a good thing. Just do it."

Keep it, it’s my heartfelt wish!”

Old Murong almost fell to the ground. After coughing repeatedly, he strode forward.

"Put it here, put it here... Come on, Mr. Deng..." Old Man Murong's eyes were full of joy, and he slapped the table, asking Jiang Shan to put it down quickly.

Putting the ancient bottle on the table, Jiang Shan turned around calmly and walked to Mr. Dongfang's side.

"Grandpa, don't you go and take a look?" Jiang Shan changed his mind quickly.

"Haha, what are you reading? It's someone else's fault after reading it. It only makes you sad!" The old man Dongfang smiled brightly. Hearing Jiangshan's voice of "grandpa" is sweeter than eating honey!

Dongfang Qian tilted her head and looked at Jiangshan curiously: "Is this the ancient bottle that Sister Yueyan mentioned?"

Jiang Shan shrugged and looked at the crowd in front of the table.

Mr. Deng leaned down and circled the bottle a few times, but he still refused to lift it up and check it.

"Mr. Deng, what are you doing?" Old Murong was shocked and asked with eyes wide open.

"Wait a minute... calm down!" Mr. Deng said with a wry smile, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and looked at it carefully.

Huangfu Yunrong frowned and looked at it! What is it, worthy of such an effort!

"That's right! That's right!" Mr. Deng straightened up excitedly and said loudly.

"What on earth is it?" Huangfu Yunrong asked with a frown.

Jiang Shan tilted his head and saw Mr. Fu waving his hand to him, smiled, turned around and walked over.

Mr. Fu dragged Jiang Shan to the window. All the guests around him went to look at the ancient bottles, but there was no one around.

"Brother Shan, this Xiaohui is from Fengxi County!" Master Fu said as he handed Jiang Shan a cigarette.

"The Sangang Society was a unique force in Fengxi County for more than ten years ago. However, a few years ago, after Xiaohui took over the responsibility from the previous generation of gang leaders, his power was taken away bit by bit!"

Jiang Shan listened quietly, turned around and looked at Mr. Fu: "You want us to use him as guns?"

"He wants to bring the San Ganghui to join our Shanhai Gang!" Master Fu said seriously, looking at Jiang Shan's expression.

"What's the chance?" Jiang Shan asked softly.

"There should be no problem!" Mr. Fu smiled. After all, the entire power in T City is now affiliated with the Shanhai Gang. They sent out troops to attack Fengxi County and should easily win it.

"What about beating it down? Who will manage it?"

"Well..." Mr. Fu looked at Jiang Shan in embarrassment.

"I can't find the connections there for the time being. My hand is stretched too long. How can I control it?" Jiang Shan sighed and said lightly.

"Whether Xiaohui is reliable or not, we have to observe and see! If possible, just accept it!" Jiang Shan smiled and patted Mr. Fu on the shoulder.

"What do you mean, Brother Shan?"

"Let him wait!" Jiang Shan pursed his lips and looked at Mr. Fu: "First find out all the backgrounds of all the forces in Fengxi County. Don't rush to respond to him!"