Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

In the light of time transmission, Jiang Shan sat cross-legged, and the power of time turned into streams of light and flickered on him. At this moment, his memory began to become slightly confused, and the aura on his body gradually became stronger during this transmission.

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On this day, C City, the largest ancient city in China, suddenly started to rain heavily.

It was midsummer at this time, and the originally clear sky was covered by dark clouds almost instantly. The strange thing is that the heavy rain came very quickly, but it also dissipated very quickly. Not only did it not cause any losses to people, but it also added a few points.

Cool breath.

At the entrance of an alley on the outskirts of this ancient city, rainwater slowly flows out from here. Under the reflection of the newly emerged sun, the rainwater is actually bright red.

Following the source of the rainwater, in a corner of the alley, a thin body in tattered clothes was curled up, and the blood was obviously slowly flowing out of the thin body.

Time passed slowly, and when a ray of sunlight fell on the closed eyelids of this thin body, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his fingers moved slightly.

It seemed that he had to use a lot of force to open his eyes completely.

Looking at the sunlight penetrating in front of him, the thin body slowly raised his right hand to block it in front of his eyes. Behind the palm, his eyes were still confused.

I don't know how much time passed before he slowly put down his right hand that was blocking the sun, sighed, then slowly stood up and walked out of the alley.

"Why...I wasn't beaten to death..."

Vaguely, a sentence slowly came out from the mouth of the thin man, and then his figure gradually faded away.

On both sides of the alley is an abandoned building. At this moment, behind a stone pillar of the building, there are three people watching the thin man leave.

"Hmph, let me tell you, this guy is very tough, he won't die after being beaten!" Seeing the thin man walking out of the alley, a pockmarked boy among the three said with disdain, but his expression

There was clearly a hint of relaxation in it.

"You can be so tough. Damn it, I should have taken a picture of you when you were scared to death just now." Listening to what the pockmarked boy said, a guy with a tattoo on his neck rolled his eyes.

"Crap, don't make such wild comparisons without evidence, I'm in a bad mood!" The pockmarked boy didn't buy it at all.

"You want to fight, don't you?" The tattooed boy suddenly became unhappy when he heard the pockmarked boy greeting his mother.

The two of them saw a very strong smell of gunpowder, and it seemed like they would fight in the next second!

"Okay, shut up. If you want to fight, go home. Let's forget about today's matter. Although this beggar Su'er is not dead, he was hit in the back of the head by your iron rod. Who has been hit in the past few days?

Don't even come into contact with this kid. If he dies suddenly, you'll be in trouble." One of the three people, an obviously older young man with eyes and a middle parting, spoke with a gloomy expression.

"Yes!" the young man said, and the other two young men responded with fearful expressions on their faces.

The young man took a long puff of cigarette, then stamped the cigarette butt under his feet and left the place directly.

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In an obviously luxurious hotel suite in City

"Uncle Lan, have you done everything you need to do?" The swivel chair rotated, and a deep voice slowly came out.

The man in the suit looked at the man leaning on the swivel chair and his heart suddenly felt.

Although this is not the first time I see my young master, every time I look at my young master, my heart will tumble.

There is no other reason for this. My young master is too evil. With his purple hair and evil eyes, he has perfect lethality not only for women, but also for men.

"Uncle Lan..." The man in a suit in front of him stared at him in a daze, and the purple-haired man's voice became a little thicker.

"Ah, I'm sorry, sir! The matter has been settled. I will arrange for people to continue the execution." Seeing the dissatisfaction in the purple-haired man's eyes, the man in the suit bent even deeper.

"Okay, I want to see if he will lose the courage to be a human being under the constant blows." Hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed in the purple-haired man's eyes, and then he waved his hand to the man in the suit.

Seeing his young master's gesture, the man in a suit obediently bowed his head and retreated towards the outside of the house.

"My half-brother, you have to know that a bastard will always remain a bastard!" After the man in the suit exited, the purple-haired man held the teacup on the table tightly with his right hand and spoke in a low voice.

It made a squeaking sound under his exertion.

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The man in a suit left the luxurious suite, went down to the first floor of the hotel, and then opened the door directly and entered a private room.

When the three people who were playing poker in the private room saw the man in a suit come in, they all immediately stood up and looked at the man in the suit with flattering faces.

These three people were surprisingly the same three guys who were talking about the beggar Su Er before.

"Uncle Lan... everything you asked me to do has been done." The man in the middle parted said with a flattering look on his face, and put the man in the suit on the throne.

"You continue to do the things I told you. You control the time. The benefits are inevitable for you." The man in the suit lost his restraint when he was next to the purple-haired man. He leaned back on the chair and spoke with a pretentious look on his face.

"Yes...I will definitely handle everything Uncle Lan told me. I need Uncle Lan to help introduce the Shanhai Gang." The man with the middle part ordered a Chinese drink for the man in the suit and said with a dry smile.

The man in a suit took a long puff of Chinese cigarette, slowly exhaled a stream of smoke, and closed his eyes.

The middle-parted young man watched the man in the suit's movements, still smiling and waiting respectfully.

He closed his eyes and finished the cigarette in his hand. After the young man from Zhongfen lit another cigarette for him, the guy called Uncle Lan spoke with a smile on his face: "The Shanhai Gang now treats new recruits

His control is very strict, and I am also very lucky. I was lucky enough to get to know one of the hall masters back then. I will introduce him to you after you have completed the things I have asked you to do!"

"Uncle Lan, are you serious about what you said?" The middle-parted young man's face was full of excitement.

"Do you think your Uncle Lan will joke with you?" The man in the suit looked slightly cold. He picked up a wine glass filled with wine from the table and pushed it towards the young man's hand.

"Uh...I said the wrong thing. Don't blame me, Uncle Lan. I'll punish myself with a glass of wine!" The young man with a mid-point score apologized, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Huh, remember better in the future. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Remember, humiliate that kid, but don't beat him to death, otherwise you and I will have to go to the shark!" The man in the suit looked at the middle part.

After drinking the wine, the young man left the elegant room.