Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Grand master of martial arts! Several sect leaders were trembling with surprise. For five or six minutes, everyone in the private room remained silent and stared intently at the broken teacups on the table.

"I didn't expect that such a martial arts master would come out of Changhai." Mr. Wang said in a trembling voice.

The head of the Yexi Sect, the fat old man, rolled his eyes and looked at the other sect leaders meaningfully: "It is not appropriate to publicize the fact that we have a great master here."

Everyone nodded in agreement. The four major sects of Changhai are nothing if they go out. Bigger cities have ancient martial arts families with profound foundations, but if Changhai comes out of Jiangshan, there is such a pinnacle existence. If you can win over, what else can you do?

In a competition between sects, how can we expand our business and share the cake? The great master takes action, walks out from Changhai, and kills people all the way. The business is bound to become popular all the way, and the take-off of several famous families is just around the corner!

"This person should not be punished. This is an opportunity for our major families, and it is also the only opportunity for us to take root in Province L." Geng Wanqiu, the leader of the Iron Leg Sect, said in a trembling voice.

Listening to everyone's busy chatter, Jun Ye sat there with a smile on his face and looked at everyone.

Damn, these old guys are all arrogant and arrogant. One moment they were clamoring to clean up and teach the country a lesson, but now they are all shocked when they take action! Now they want to win over others?

It's a pity that people made you angry!

Everyone in the private room stood up and left in a daze. Young Master Shan... how to win over and please this great martial arts master who was born out of nowhere? As long as we can stand together with him, the development of the sect will surely be rapid in the future!

The young talents from various sects downstairs stood up and left one after another, and followed the head of the family to leave. They all still had the same high-spirited and arrogant look, and they had no idea about the horrific scene that happened in the private room.

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Driving back to Jiangshan home, as soon as I walked into the yard, I saw Zhao Xin squatting at the door with his knees in his arms.

"Sister Xin? Why are you still sitting here so late?" Jiang Shan hurriedly stepped forward to greet her and asked.

"You're back? Why so late?" Zhao Xin raised his head and asked.

"Going to take English lessons. What are you doing?"

"I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I... didn't call you." Zhao Xin said calmly.

Huh... Jiang Shan shook his head and asked while opening the door: "It's dewy and cold outside at night, isn't it cold?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Xin agreed casually, got up and went back to his courtyard next door. Not long after, he returned with warm food.

Jiang Shan, who had already had dinner at Lin Susu's house, sat down to eat with Zhao Xin.

After dinner, when Zhao Xin was clearing the table, Jiang Shan looked at Zhao Xin's walking posture with confusion, and asked in confusion: "Sister Xin, what's wrong with your legs?"

"Ah? It's okay." Zhao Xin responded in a panic and said casually.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, Zhao Xin made a pot of tea for Jiang Shan. He didn't even stay to chat with Jiang Shan, but left directly and went back to his courtyard.

Jiang Shan, who didn't know why, vaguely noticed something was wrong with Zhao Xin. However, Zhao Xin didn't want to say anything, and Jiang Shan didn't ask.

Zhao Xin returned to his home and was in a daze for a long time. He took the mirror, slowly took off his veil, looked at his stiff half of the face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Grinning, the left half of his face seemed to be petrified, without any movement, only the right corner of his mouth was raised, looking extremely weird...

The muscles are stiff and necrotic, and the condition has become more and more serious in recent days. It seems that the left half of the body is unable to walk, grab objects, etc...

"Has it started to expand?" Zhao Xin murmured to himself. Half of his body was paralyzed, and then slowly turned into a stiff vegetative state. When he could no longer take care of himself, death was probably not far away.

Still remember the doctor said that when catalepsy begins to spread and invades the heart muscles, and the heart loses muscle contraction and beating, the person will die naturally. Do we really have to wait until that day?

Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhao Xin blinked. Even the eyelids on the left side were a little stiff and heavy. With such an inhuman appearance, in a few days, I'm afraid even wearing a veil wouldn't be able to cover her face.

Ugly weird face.

It's time to leave... Following this little guy from Gate A to this city can be regarded as the last journey of his life. Maybe a few years later, he will not remember himself, this is just a passer-by in life...

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Early the next morning, Jiang Shan woke up and sat on the bed with some doubts. He was not used to it. Every day, Zhao Xin came to wake him up, dress and wash, and put everything away. Today, he didn't come...

"Sister Xin?" Jiang Shan stood outside Zhao Xin's room and greeted her.

"Come in." Zhao Xin, still lying on the bed, agreed softly.

"I'm feeling a bit unwell today, so I didn't prepare breakfast for you." Zhao Xin, who was still lying on the bed, hurriedly put on a veil and explained softly.

"What's wrong with you? Let's go to the hospital and check it out?" Jiang Shan walked into the room and said casually, and happened to see Zhao Xin wearing a veil.

"No need to go. It's okay. It will be much better if you sleep!" Zhao Xin replied calmly.

"Stop wearing it. Why are you wearing it? There is no one else." Jiang Shan pointed at Zhao Xin's veil and said in a funny way.

His movements froze for a moment, Zhao Xin glanced at Jiang Shan, and said with a wry smile: "Sister, I'm afraid of scaring you..."

"No. Am I that timid?" Jiang Shan said with a smile, walked closer, and gently pulled off Zhao Xin's veil.

There was some hesitation and he wanted to resist, but in the end Zhao Xin just sat there and let Jiang Shan pull off the veil that he had worn for more than three months.

Jiang Shan's expression did not change at all. He still looked at Zhao Xin with the same calm, friendly expression: "You are so beautiful, are you afraid of scaring me?"

Zhao Xin twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "So..." The expression on half of his face changed, but the other side still had that stiff and cold expression, which was extremely weird.

Zhao Xin looked at Jiangshan steadily, his eyes seemed to be filled with crystals, and his bright eyes were filled with tears.

Jiang Shan didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He stretched out his hand and caressed the left side of Zhao Xin's face: "I don't think it's scary. Sister Xin, you are really the queen of Asia. Can you sign your name..."

Knowing that Jiang Shan was teasing him, Zhao Xin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You, just make my sister happy. I know what I am like."

"Sister Xin, don't worry, you will recover soon. When the time comes, you will still be the shining queen who is sought after by all, standing in the spotlight." Jiang Shan consoled her with a smile.

With a self-deprecating smile, Zhao Xin took Jiang Shan's big hand and said softly: "My sister's disease can't be cured, so don't comfort me. In fact, if there is a miracle, I don't want to be an Asian diva, but I want to serve you every day."

Pour tea and water, and serve your little girl. Haha..."

"This is all a luxury wish." Zhao Xin smiled sadly.

Jiang Shan pursed his lips and smiled playfully: "Excessive hope? How could it be possible? I will definitely restore you to your original state, and make you more beautiful and charming...not only an Asian queen, but also famous all over the world. Okay?"

"Okay. That's the deal!" Zhao Xin nodded with a smile, and tears rolled down slowly...