"Yellow-skinned monkey, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?" James reached out and grabbed Cao Mang's collar and asked.

Shi Hao suddenly appeared next to Cao Mang. His sword pointed at the Quchi point on his elbow, forcing James to take five or six steps back.

James' arm was numb, sore and painful, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"You...you...what kind of magic did you use?" James asked in horror.

"If you attack my boss again, I guarantee you won't be able to leave Stanford." Shi Hao said in English.

At this time, Cao Mang and the others looked at Shi Hao dumbfounded. They had always thought that Shi Hao could not speak English, but they did not expect that Shi Hao not only understood English, but also spoke a fluent London accent.

James was once again so frightened by Shi Hao that he quickly took a dozen steps back.

He could tell from the eyes of the big man in front of him that this man had killed people, and not just one person. He had only seen this kind of look in the eyes of their boss.

"Asshole, come here and help me see if my arm is broken. It's an arm I can't control." James shouted to the younger brother behind him.

Several black-skinned boys ran over. They checked James' arm, but found nothing, not even a wound.

"Boss, you don't have anything to do with your hands." A younger brother said, waving James' arm.

The little brother moved James' arm to make him feel sore and uncomfortable. James turned around and slapped the little brother on the back of his head.

"Hey, you bitch, don't move my arms." James took a breath and said angrily.

At this moment, behind James, a group of strong white men came over, and the leader was Bridger Cobain.

"Old...James, what do you want to do?" Bridger Cobain was about to call Cao Mang. After seeing James aside, he turned to look at James and asked.

"Bridger..." James was about to scold Bridger when he saw the people from the fraternity running away with a group of younger brothers.

They are not someone they can offend, even the boss does not dare to offend the brotherhood.

"Boss, are you okay?" Bridger Cobain asked.

"It's okay." Cao Mang shook his head and smiled.

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, you were so handsome just now. How did you do it? If you have a chance, teach me." Fang Zihan ignored Bridger and ran to Shi Hao's side and asked excitedly.

"You are too old to learn." Shi Hao shook his head.

"Fang Zihan, what just happened?" Bridger Cobain asked.

Fang Zihan recounted what had just happened.

"I bought it,

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Lee? Chinese Kung Fu?" Pire Peet, who was standing by and listening, said in surprise.

"The graduation party is about to enter. If there is anything we can discuss some other time, let's arrange work first." Cao Mang said while looking at his watch.

Bridger Cobain divided the people from the Brotherhood into four groups, and Xue Zhihe also divided Huo Xingping's people into four groups. Each of them took a group of people to an entrance, and the remaining two groups were handed over to Luo Changming and Fang Zihan.

.

...

Somewhere in a dark hallway at Stanford University...

"Boss, do you want me to inform the brothers and wait until the party is over before causing trouble for them?" one of James' younger brothers asked.

"I'm looking for you MB. If you want to die, go ahead. We can't mess with that big man." James slapped the younger brother on the back of the head with his right hand and cursed.

"Boss, your hand is ready and you can move it." Another boy said excitedly upon seeing this.

"Hey~ It's really okay." James said as he turned his arm.

“Boss, is that big guy just now going to follow you?

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Just like Lee, he must be using Chinese Kung Fu." The boy just swallowed his saliva and said.

That guy in the movie who is super capable of fighting

uceLee has long been deeply imprinted in their minds.

"There should be nothing wrong. The big man said that Cao is his boss. He should be a professional bodyguard. You can't hire such a person without any background. Don't provoke them again in the future." James thought for a while and said.

James thought of Shi Hao's eyes and his body trembled slightly. He was obviously not an ordinary bodyguard.

Although he is a gang member, he has brains, otherwise he would not be able to go to Stanford.

The boss asked him to come to study not to cause trouble. If his boss knew about this, he would be beaten to a semi-crime.

"Boss, are we still going to the graduation party?" The boy who was slapped on the back of the head asked cautiously.

"Go, go, go, damn it, are you going to embarrass yourself?" James kicked him and said.

...

Time flies to seven o'clock...

Xue Zhihe, Bridger Cobain and others led their team members to start distributing T-shirts.

"Senior girl, would you like a T-shirt? A commemorative T-shirt for the graduation party." Pire Pitt saw a short junior girl and walked over with a T-shirt in his hand and asked.

Pire Pete was already big, and because of his bad reputation in school, the elementary school girl was so frightened that he ran away.

Bridger Cobain slapped his forehead when he saw this, he shouldn't have let this guy come to help.

"Graduation party commemorative T-shirts are free, first come, first served, while supplies last." Bridger Cobain shouted, holding up the T-shirt with both hands.

He learned this trick while watching others perform activities in Chinatown.

"Senior, give me a small one." A male classmate wearing glasses walked up to him and said.

"Junior, you really know your stuff. When the party starts, remember to change into a T-shirt." Bridger Cobain said with a smile.

The Chinese behind Bridger Corbyn handed him a small T-shirt.

Without saying a word, the classmate with glasses took off his T-shirt and put on Meta's T-shirt.

"This dress is really nice." The classmate with glasses said with satisfaction.

...

Even if it was given for free, not everyone was willing to take it. It took until around 7:30 for the four groups to distribute the T-shirts.

Pire Pit and Huo Xingping took their people to the party.

Cao Mang and others came to the back of the stage.

Before the performance, the school needs to name the performance team.

"Is the Black Magic Skin Band No. 27 here?"

"Is the Black Magic Skin Band No. 27 here?"

"Is the Black Magic Skin Band No. 27 here? This is my last call. If you don't answer, you will be disqualified from the performance."

The school teacher looked at the program in his hand and shouted.

"Is the meta band on the 28th here?" the teacher continued to shout when no one responded.

"Teacher, we are here." Bridger Cowan was the tallest person, so he raised his hand and replied.

A group of people walked through the crowd and came to the teacher. The teacher saw the beauty of the handsome man in the team, and she nodded with satisfaction to a few people.
Chapter completed!