Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

"Brother, are you okay?" Wei Wei was really frightened.

"Wei Wei, come here quickly, don't cry..." Wei Wei's mother kept calling her daughter before she understood the situation.

Jiang Shan swallowed his saliva and still turned his back to the crowd. He simply allowed the cold air in his body to circulate, and simply used the remaining dry Yang Qi to stimulate the skin on his face, quickly removing the bulging veins on his face. The scars from the swollen blood vessels are being repaired.

No matter what the outcome is, if the play is to be done well, it cannot be done halfway and appear like a monster in front of so many big bosses.

Jiang Shan raised his right hand and slowly touched his face. Through the clock dial inside, Jiang Shan felt slightly relieved.

Although his face is extremely ugly, but... he can see people now.

Taking a breath, Jiang Shan tried his best to control his body from shaking, and turned around to look at Mr. Wei.

When Jiang Shan turned his head, everyone saw the clues... Jiang Shan's face was originally very ugly, but now it looked as pale as a piece of white paper, and his lips were a little purple and black.

"It's okay, Grandpa, just now... Wei Wei's sleeve got wrapped around the clock hand and she was almost crushed by the clock..."

The rest does not need to be explained. Everyone saw the scene when Jiang Shan raised his hand and pushed the clock back.

Mr. Wei's frowned brows relaxed slightly, he said with a smile, "It's okay! It's okay! His face is so ugly? Are you stretching your body?"

The wood of the outer shell of this clock is iron pear wood, which is extremely hard and heavy. Moreover... the inside of the clock is made of fine copper and fine steel. Mr. Wei knew very well how heavy this clock was.

However... Jiangshan only used one arm to push back the clock that was about to collapse, which surprised Mr. Wei.

Jiang Shan took a slow breath and smiled calmly: "Wei Wei, just be fine. Stop crying...the snot is flowing into your mouth."

Wei Wei wiped the tears from her face and looked at Jiang Shan in confusion.

Obviously just now I saw that the blood vessels on his face were about to burst and there were so many black pimples on his face. Now...how did he change back to his original appearance?

"Your face?" Wei Wei looked at Jiang Shan timidly.

Jiang Shan really doesn't want to focus everyone's attention on himself anymore. Now he is so weak that he can't stand firmly even if he wants to stand. He leans on the clock and even breathing feels a little weak, as if air is being sucked into the lungs. As he entered a little bit, the cold and cold air in his body was churning, making Jiangshan feel really uncomfortable, and he was so weak that he wanted to faint.

Even when he was shot and injured during a mission in his previous life, Jiangshan was not as painful as he is now. Now, it seems that every part of Jiangshan's skin, internal organs, and bone seams on his body are in unbearable pain, and there are waves of gloom. It was so cold that it felt like millions of ants were gnawing at the bones.

Jiang Shan knew that in his current state, once he fainted, without the control of his own consciousness, the cold energy in his body would quickly take away his life.

He had survived the hail of bullets, but now his life was being taken away silently by the cold energy in the bracelet. Jiang Shan was extremely unwilling to accept it.

Jiang Shan, who has lived in two lives, sees this opportunity of rebirth given to him by God more clearly than anyone else. Only by being strong and persevering with all his strength can he hope to live.

Only when you are on the verge of death, side by side with death, can you truly realize the preciousness of life.

"Stop crying...go over and let your mother take a look..." Jiang Shan said this, obviously feeling a little weak.

Mr. Wu and Mr. Wei looked at Jiangshan in confusion. Jiangshan's current face and expression looked so strange.

However, Dongfang Qian knew the reason and hurriedly ran forward, held Jiang Shan's arm, and looked at Jiang Shan with concern.

"It's okay...he twisted his waist and helped me back." Jiang Shan said lightly.

Mr. Wei and the others turned around and walked out, Jiang Shan walked at the back with Dongfang Qian's support.

Every time he took a step, Jiang Shan's whole body was in unbearable pain. If Jiang Shan's willpower hadn't been strong enough, anyone else would have collapsed to the ground in pain and rolled all over the ground.

Under the severe pain, Jiang Shan's legs were limp and he couldn't exert any strength. He was supported by Dongfang Qian mechanically, and he lifted his legs to walk with pain.

His originally pale complexion became even more ugly, and... fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

There was a far-fetched, extremely unnatural-looking smile on Jiang Shan's face...

Everyone standing in the living room saw the clues. Jiangshan's current appearance was really too weird. Everyone was puzzled and blinked at Jiangshan.

"Where is the twist? It looks serious?" Mr. Wei's daughter frowned suspiciously. Could this kid be pretending to be like this? To win the gratitude of his family?

Jiang Shan shook his head slowly, and wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he felt that there was not enough breath in his chest, and his jaw trembled involuntarily, but no sound came out.

"Let the doctor take a look!" Seeing Jiang Shan's appearance, Mr. Wei's daughter became even more sure of her suspicions. She had just seen the scene of him pushing the clock, and it was effortless to describe it lightly. Moreover, when she was in the inner room, she even

He could speak aloud, but now that he asked me this question, he actually... pretended that he couldn't even speak!

"Come sit here and let the old gentleman take a look." Mr. Wei nodded slowly and said, turning aside and pointing to the table in front of the old lady.

Dongfang Qian looked at Jiangshan hesitantly. Jiangshan was about to refuse, but Mr. Wu spoke.

After hearing everyone trying to persuade him, Jiang Shan walked helplessly towards the table.

"Hey...Brother, he looks so sick. He's not as fierce as the rumors say. He doesn't look as tough as the old man, does he look like he's about to die?"

"Who knows... he's pretending? The question is, what's the point of pretending like this?"

"Three people become a tiger~! Just by saying one sentence to another, you are almost describing this country as a three-headed and six-armed country. Look now, I can poke him down with just one finger!"

Several young masters came to the side and talked in low voices with smiles. It was obvious that they were very disdainful of Jiangshan's current appearance.

Although these individuals' fighting ability is not very good, at least they have a healthy body. Seeing Jiang Shan like this, he looks like he is about to enter the morgue of the hospital, but this is beyond everyone's expectations.

However, the old Chinese medicine doctor who had been observing Jiangshan's face had a look of horror on his face. After Jiangshan sat softly on the chair, the old Chinese medicine doctor hurriedly came forward, put his hand behind Jiangshan's ear, and pinched it in various places.

After pinching it, he raised Jiang Shan's chin and looked at it for a few times, then said in shock: "How... is this possible? The cold air has penetrated into the bones, and the yin-cold air has entered the meridians, which is a sign of death. How... I..."

"What are you talking about!" Mr. Wei took the lead and shouted in displeasure.