Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Jiang Shan was originally making fun of Murong Yueyan, but who would have thought that as soon as Jiang Shan reached over, before he touched Murong Yueyan's shoulder, Murong Yueyan actually raised his hand and pulled Jiang Shan's arm fiercely.

When Murong Yueyan made a counterattack, Jiangshan had already reacted. Like a conditioned reflex, Jiangshan grabbed Murong Yueyan's wrist with his backhand.

"Uh..." Jiang Shan shouted softly, and was pulled directly by Murong Yueyan to lie down in the gap between the driver and passenger. His right hand was twisted by Murong Yueyan.

A flash of sadness flashed across Jiang Shan's eyes, and he sighed lonely.

Murong Yueyan opened her mouth, wanting to comfort Jiang Shan, but remembering Jiang Shan's character, she choked back the words that came to her lips.

"You are weak, but you still want to take advantage of this girl...you know it's wrong, right? Get up." Murong Yueyan seemed to be joking, taking Jiang Shan's arm and helping Jiang Shan up.

With that counterattack, Jiang Shan quickly grabbed Murong Yueyan's wrist. However, just as he was about to exert force, he felt his right arm become weak. As Murong Yueyan pulled and pulled, many joints in his body became weak.

He exerted all his strength and was knocked down by Murong Yueyan.

Jiang Shan smiled self-deprecatingly and flexed his wrists: "The tiger fell flat... I was bullied by you."

"You... deserve a beating, don't you?" Murong Yueyan clenched her small fist angrily and threatened Jiangshan.

"Please... come and beat me." Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows and smiled calmly.

Dongfang Qian sat back with a few bottles of drinks, her little face flushed by the cold wind.

"Sister Yueyan, can I drive for a while? Can you take a rest?" Dongfang Qian leaned over and asked Murong Yueyan.

"Forget it... I'm paying for being a light bulb. You two can make out, I can't see anything." Murong Yueyan said a little sourly, glanced at Jiangshan, started the car, and slowly

On the highway again.

Jiang Shan leaned on the back seat without saying a word... He was originally in a good mood, but this time, Jiang Shan's inner peace was completely disturbed.

The feeling of losing power really made Jiang Shan go crazy. With this little strength in his body, he was so weak that he probably couldn't beat a teenage boy. A strong wind might even knock him off his feet...

Damn that bracelet, it’s this bracelet that’s causing trouble! Jiang Shan squinted his eyes and thought angrily.

It will take a long time for me to become like this now before I can slowly return to normal. During this period, if there are enemies or enemies who want my life...

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan's face became even more serious...

The ghost gang is eyeing T City, the mountain and the gang, and itself. Once they find out about their current situation, they will definitely kill themselves.

I have arranged for my caring brothers to go to various provinces and cities. During this period, a lot of things have happened. The fights between gangsters and small gangs in various places and their own brothers have never stopped.

After all... the scale of this buying station is a bit scary, and there are interests involved. Some people want bonuses, and some want protection fees. They all want to make some profit from such a large buying station.

These brothers who follow Jiangshan are all the masters who receive bonuses and protection fees from others. How can they be tolerated by these cowards. Small frictions continue, but fortunately nothing big happens.

However... Jiangshan knows better that if things continue like this, something will happen in the end...

If they form conflicts with Daoshang people from other provinces and cities and start fighting, the Shanhai Gang will simply not be able to cope with it. Even with the help of the Guigu tribe, it will not help.

In such a situation, I can't help at all, I can't do anything...On the contrary, I may even become a burden. This feeling is really terrible.

After entering Kyoto, Jiang Shan and Xue Yunpeng met at the place agreed with Xue Yunyou on the phone.

Entering the car, Xue Yunyou sat next to Jiang Shan.

"Young Master...this is what you asked me to bring." Xue Yunyou casually pulled out the Lanting Preface from his arms.

This authentic Lanting preface, known as the best running script in the world, was delivered to Jiang Shan like a rolled-up newspaper.

After taking it, Jiang Shan moved his body, leaned towards Dongfang Qian, and greeted Murong Yueyan: "Sister Yueyan, the authentic work you want to see..."

Murong Yueyan had already turned sideways, eagerly looking at the scroll of calligraphy and painting in Jiang Shan's hand.

Judging from the texture of the paper and the yellow cloth and silk decoration on the outside, it should be something from the past.

And... in ancient times, only the emperor in the palace had the right to use this pure golden color. Because ancient people believed that yellow was a symbol of nobility, and only the emperor was worthy of enjoying the color. If you only judge its year, you can determine

, must be an object in the palace.

Moreover... the workmanship of the mounted scrolls is extremely meticulous, and anyone with a discerning eye will naturally know its value after seeing it.

Jiang Shan didn't understand these things, but...Murong Yueyan had been with Mr. Murong for so many years, and the old man was particularly keen on collecting. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Murong Yueyan had some knowledge of these things.

Looking at the appearance of the scroll of calligraphy and painting in Jiang Shan's hand, Murong Yueyan was already speechless.

If it is really Wang Xizhi's original Orchid Pavilion preface, this piece has been filled with doubts for more than a thousand years and is confusing. It is called the most precious national treasure and the only Orchid Pavilion preface in the world. Its absolute value is immeasurable.

Jiang Shan slowly unfolded the Orchid Pavilion preface... After looking down at it for a while, Jiang Shan and Xue Yunyou raised their heads casually, not wanting... Murong Yueyan and Dongfang Qian stared at it in astonishment.

Woolen cloth.

"Is this...an authentic work?" Although Murong Yueyan knew about antiques, he was not deeply involved in calligraphy and painting, so he could not identify the authenticity. After all, there are still many copies and copies in existence. Identifying these naturally requires a high level of knowledge.

ability……

"It's guaranteed to be genuine!" Jiang Shan said with a faint smile, slowly put it away and held it in his hand.

"Husband...you want to give it away?" Dongfang Qian knew Jiang Shan's character. Although she didn't know where he got the preface to the Lanting Collection, but...such a solemn guarantee that it was the only authentic one made Dongfang Qian

My heart was moved by it.

Such a precious item is unparalleled in the world, but this one should be given away...

"I don't know who I want to give it to? I'll find out in the evening... It's in vain to keep this thing in our hands. I don't know what role it can play? Will it be passed down from generation to generation?"

"Priceless treasure!" Murong Yueyan hated the iron and slammed the backrest, wishing to strangle Jiangshan to death.

"Just because it's priceless... How much should it be sold for? One billion? Two billion? Five billion? Or more?"

"Can you please stop being so vulgar...don't use money to measure it!" Murong Yueyan emphasized angrily.

Jiang Shan grinned, raised a finger and pointed at Murong Yueyan's nose, shook his head and said casually: "Don't talk about value... so what about value? Show it for appreciation? It's a pity that I can't understand! Show it off? It will bring disaster!

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"You..." Murong Yue was speechless, frowning but unable to say anything to refute!