Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Bai Ruoxin, who was crying with tears in her eyes, struggled to get up as if seeing her relatives, ran to Jiang Shan in embarrassment, threw herself on Jiang Shan's shoulders, and cried bitterly.

"It's okay...it's okay." Jiang Shan comforted in a low voice. Seeing Bai Ruoxin's disheveled hair, the scratches on her forehead and eyebrows, and the scratches on her neck and behind her ears, Jiang Shan gritted his teeth tightly.

"Boy, what the hell are you..." A middle-aged man who was closest to Jiangshan raised his chin at Jiangshan with a fierce look on his face. He was about to charge towards Jiangshan with a dagger still stained with blood in his hand, but he only felt the figure in front of him.

In a flash, Jiang Shan, who was hugging Bai Ruoxin, stepped forward, still holding Bai Ruoxin on his upper body. He tilted his body, shouted, kicked out with a sharp kick with a fierce wind sound...

It felt like a T-letter being stretched, Jiang Shan's kick hit the opponent's chest hard.

With a thud, before he finished speaking, the man's entire body was kicked into the air, and his back hit the mirror four or five meters behind him. It was as if he was frozen, and his whole body was hung more than one meter high.

on the wall...

Covering his chest with both hands, the man with a painful look on his face didn't even have the strength to struggle. He let the hook on the wall hang on his collar, dangling on the wall like a hanged man.

With a slip under his feet, Jiang Shan returned to his original position and stood still, still holding Bai Ruoxin's shoulders. The cold murderous intent that shot out of Jiang Shan's eyes made the guys holding daggers shudder.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Shan said softly, patted Bai Ruoxin's shoulder, and then stamped hard on the neck of the bald man who was trying his best to take off his hood.

Like a duck whose neck was pinched, the bald man screamed in pain repeatedly, but could not make a sound. The broken glass on the monitor screen cut hard into his jaw and neck, although it was not inserted deeply.

, however... the feeling that his throat could be cut at any time and his life could be taken at any time really made him tremble all over.

Feeling helpless to struggle and fight back, the bald man hammered the ground repeatedly.

With a sinister look on his face, Jiang Shan slowly raised his right foot. Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Shan squinted his eyes and looked down at the bald man.

He gasped for breath within the frame of the monitor and endured the pain in his neck and jaw. The bald man who had just reached out to grab the monitor had no time to exert force. Jiang Shan gave him another fierce kick and hit the monitor case.

superior.

There was a loud crack, like thunder on the ground. A bald man with blood on his head and rolling his eyes appeared in front of everyone, and the monitor frame around his neck was like an ancient shackle, tightly blocking his neck.

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Quiet... surprisingly quiet, even the breathing sounds of several other people could be heard clearly.

Tilting his head, Jiang Shan waved his hands to Wu Gui and the others. The panting Er Bin put down the shelf in his hand, glanced at the people beside him hesitantly, then stepped forward to support Wu Gui and Zhang Jiaju.

People also came over.

Without saying a word, Jiang Shan patted Bai Ruoxin's shoulder and slowly pulled out his arm.

The remaining six men all clutched the daggers in their hands and looked at Jiangshan with fierce expressions. Although they were anxious and frightened in their hearts, they were still ready to step forward and fight for their lives.

Ah! Jiang Shan's deep roar frightened everyone. Jiang Shan, who exuded a fierce and ferocious aura, glared angrily at several people. His blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent. He seemed to be very slow. Jiang Shan turned around and grabbed hold of him tightly with one hand.

A corner of the sandalwood table behind the living room.

There was a crackling sound of wood. Jiangshan's five fingers were like steel pliers, embedded in a corner of the wooden table. The crackling sound of broken wood came from the sound. At the same time, Shan pinched a corner of the table.

He was slowly lifted up by Jiangshan himself.

With a stomp of his feet, Jiang Shan jumped up, swung the wooden table weighing more than a hundred kilograms in his hand, and like a giant hammer, the afterimage flashed and hit one of them on the head.

Poof... there was a muffled sound, blood shot up nearly half a meter in a straight line, spraying like arrows, and the whole person fell directly to the foot of Jiangshan like paralyzed mud.

He turned sideways and kicked the opponent hard on the stomach. With a cry, his body was kicked into the air. Without waiting for it to fall, he kicked hard and hit the bald man like a ball like throwing garbage.

As light as nothing, Jiang Shan violently waved the wooden table in his hand, one at a time, with almost no chance to dodge. The two-meter-long table was smashed down, and there was no room for him to dodge sideways.

And the speed at which Jiang Shan swung the wooden table gave no one a chance to dodge.

There was a crunching sound of bones, and blood sprayed on the snow-white walls, slowly flowing downwards... It was like a scene like Shura hell, with a thick smell of blood, and several people lying on the ground moaned weakly, and there were no traces of people moaning.

No power to fight back.

Turning his head to stare at Sister Fan and Xu Ping in the corner, Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes and smiled indifferently: "I really don't want to hit a woman."

Jiang Shan's voice floated into everyone's ears, bringing everyone back to reality from this stupefied illusion. Their whole bodies trembled, and even the few people watching around them grinned and trembled...

Sister Fan and Xu Ping nodded hurriedly. It's good not to hit the woman...if they hit the woman, they must not be beaten into a pulp?

Placing the big table in his hands heavily on the ground, Jiang Shan clapped his hands, tapped his index finger between his eyebrows, and walked over slowly.

Standing in front of the two women, Jiang Shan said slowly: "Kneel down."

Sister Fan frowned and raised her gaze to look at Jiang Shan. Before she could make a decision, she was swept to the ground by Jiang Shan. Xu Ping was sitting on the ground, staring at Jiang Shan in surprise.

Jiang Shan exhaled slowly, pulled his trouser legs, squatted down, reached out to pick up a broken vase fragment, Jiang Shan pursed his lips and said softly: "Kneel down..."

Sister Fan wiped the blood from her forehead, got up and knelt obediently in front of Jiang Shan.

Seeing Sister Fan kneeling down, Xu Ping also hurriedly propped herself up and knelt over.

They were almost face to face with Jiang Shan. Both of them looked at Jiang Shan with uneasy expressions. This guy was so cruel. He didn't even need a knife, just a wooden table to make people look like this. Will anyone die?

, I don’t know if anyone has become a vegetative state, but... the blood sprayed all over the wall is right in front of my eyes, and the sound of broken bones is echoing in my ears. This fear from the heart is insurmountable.

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Picking up some fragments of vases on the ground, Jiang Shan looked at the two women calmly, while breaking the fragments with both hands. Jiang Shan pinched out the porcelain fragments the size of soybean grains one by one and placed them in front of him.

Isn't this guy planning to let us eat it? Sister Fan swallowed hard and wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't say a word.

Holding half a handful of fragments, Jiang Shan squinted his eyes and smiled: "How about I do a magic trick for you two..."

The two of them blinked in confusion. After being stunned for a second, they nodded hurriedly.

"Watch it..." As he said that, Jiang Shan slowly clenched his fist. Five seconds later, Jiang Shan slowly opened his left hand. The palm of his hand was empty.

Both of them widened their eyes in surprise. It really felt amazing... They watched him clenching his fist and opening it again. The broken porcelain pieces were gone... and it was still short-sleeved...

"Isn't it amazing?" Jiang Shan asked with a smile, reaching out and patting Sister Fan's face slowly...