Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Suddenly slapping his forehead, Jiang Shan hurriedly took the child and put it into Fatty Guan's hands: "I almost forgot, I'm here to help you with your boxing. Come on, Fatty, walk ahead!"

Fatty Guan's face turned red and he looked at Jiang Shan with a wry smile. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Go on, go on...it's okay! I promised to help you with your punches!" Jiang Shan smiled and pushed Fatty Guan, and actually ran behind Bai Xuedong and the others.

Feeling helpless, Fatty Guan adjusted his mood, shrugged, and strode in with his nephew.

Take the elevator and go directly to the entertainment city on the top floor.

"Well... there are quite a few people!" Jiang Shan walked behind, looking around casually.

There was still some distance from the roller skating rink in the corner. From a distance, Jiang Shan could hear the deafening music playing inside. It was tinkling and rhythmic.

In the roller skating rink, there were all boys and girls aged 17, 18, 16 or 17. There were actually quite a few people in the huge venue, gliding around the circle as fast as a donkey grinding.

"It's quite lively!" Jiang Shan calmed down for a rare moment and looked around casually. No one paid any attention to the gangsters who were dealing with cats and dogs.

Bai Xuedong and the others followed Jiang Shan and walked in slowly. They kept sighing that this environment and atmosphere were so familiar to them! They had also lingered in such an environment and on such occasions.

Never get tired of it.

However, now, if they are asked to put on roller skates like before, they will not be able to play at all, their mood will change, and their perspective and level of looking at things will also change.

Originally, there were not too many young people in their early twenties here, plus Jiang Shan and the others were tall and powerful, and it was even rarer to see more than ten at a time. Not to mention everyone in the venue, even the ticket sellers

At the front desk, several young people who looked like they were watching the show were also looking at the crowd warily.

"Lao Wu, what do these people do? Do you know them?"

"I've never seen it! I don't know where it came from! It's okay! I'll kill them if they dare to cause trouble." The young man named Lao Wu had a shaved head, wearing a I-shaped vest, with exposed shoulders and arms covered with

The man with the green tattoo leaned on the sofa and looked at everyone in the country with disdain.

I have seen a lot of people who show off their power and dare to come out to provoke and look for trouble because they think there are many people! As long as they don't cause trouble in the place and don't cause trouble for themselves, they can pretend if they like.

If you dare to cause trouble on your own land without opening your eyes, huh... Lao Wu snorted disdainfully and said it casually. It would not be a problem for this entertainment city to call more than 20 people to help.

From the bottom of his heart, this fifth child didn't think highly of Jiangshan and the others. He had seen most of the people who were hanging around in Y City, and even the big brothers from the Shanhai Gang. He followed his boss and had contact with them a few times.

They all could talk. As for Jiang Shan, Bai Xuedong and the others, Lao Wu had never seen them before, so he naturally classified them into a group of inconspicuous little losers.

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On the other side, he was sitting on the table in the rest area, teasing the yellow hair of the little girl next to him. Suddenly his eyes came together and he saw Guan Peng striding in with a fat man.

Ouch? This little bastard is so good. Today, in front of the whole class at school, he was beaten until he even begged for mercy, yet he still dared to bring someone to make trouble?

This kid is so blind. He always brags behind his back that he knows a real big brother. Doesn’t he know that he is the real boss in school and in this circle? What kind of bullshit social big brother is this?

Tian secretly murmured to his so-called good friends, waiting for his uncle to come back, and take care of himself, but the result? He was beaten so many times, and he still didn't remember how much money he spent, and he still bragging behind his back.

Forget about bragging, this guy is always talking to his deskmate, he deserves a beating! He knows that I like the class beauty, but he still dares to talk and laugh with the girl of his dreams, life is enough!

After Huang Mao sneered, he put his thumb and middle finger directly into his mouth, inhaled sharply, and let out an extremely sharp whistle that shook the entire audience, even higher than the deafening music.

As soon as the whistle blew, the young people in the venue and the surrounding rest areas all looked over.

"What's wrong? Hua Zi?" He quickly slid to the iron guardrail in front of Huang Mao and stretched out his hand to hold the railing. A young man with earrings and fancy clothes asked with an arrogant smile.

"Here, that little brat is here!" Huang Mao pointed forward with his chin, pointing in the direction of Fatty Guan.

"Ouch? There are not many people coming here!" The gangster with earrings sneered and bumped the brother next to him with his shoulder: "Have you seen him before? Is that fat guy from outside?"

"I don't know you!"

"Go and ask Fifth Brother to see if these people have any background!" the young man wearing earrings said with raised eyebrows.

Huang Mao also stood up at this time, bent down, got out from under the guardrail, and stood in the crowd.

Leaning against the iron railing, he clasped his hands behind his back and looked up casually as Fatty Guan walked over with Guan Peng.

"Guan Peng, why are you here? How many of our brothers have you missed? Oops? Who is this brother?" The yellow-furred man asked with a smiley eyebrow.

Seeing this group of people, Guan Peng seemed to have lost all his strength. He hunched his shoulders and looked at the unscrupulous young people around him anxiously.

Not to mention, with this whistle, more than 20 people gathered in a hurry. They were all tall, short, fat and thin, but judging from the appearance of these people, they should be familiar with each other.

Fatty Guan didn't even look at these people seriously. He tilted his head and asked his nephew beside him: "Are they bullying you?"

"Oops? This buddy, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say random things. Who bullied him? Guan Peng and I are good friends, good buddies!" Huang Mao winced, pretending to be surprised.

He rubbed his neck and said quickly.

Fatty Guan glanced at Huang Mao with a cold face, then lowered his head and asked his nephew: "Who took the lead in bullying you? Who caused the cigarette scars on your body?"

Whispering, Guan Peng was obviously bullied so badly by these people that he didn't dare to speak when facing them, let alone point fingers at anyone! Even though he knew that his uncle was very good at being a gangster, but

, these people have knives and guns in their hands, I have actually seen them!

Can his uncle beat them? Doesn't the eldest brother always lead a group of younger brothers when he goes out, opening the way on both sides? If he had known that his uncle would just come with a few people, he would not have come!