I am a quality captain in American comics

"Sir, this is blackmail. I will file a complaint against you to the Education Bureau."

Karl was still calm, but Zhang Beijiang was calmer than him.

"Two things. First, you have to call me principal. Second, the Education Bureau does not recognize my legal status, so just go ahead!"

Now it was Karl's turn to not know what to say.

Complaints are a threat that is destined to remain in a civilized society.

"So, bitch, where do you want to send me a complaint letter now?"

"Mr. Principal, I would like to know what position you would offer me?"

Zhang Beijiang looked at Karl, who had restrained his attitude, with a satisfied smile on his face, and handed the gun in his hand to Wade, who had regained consciousness.

"Informant, in your words, is called an undercover agent."

"I won't betray my friends."

"I don't need you to betray them. I have plenty of ways to know what you are thinking. I want you to restrain these guys as a student.

I heard you were a school bully? "

"No, I'm not. Compared with Wayne, I'm not a school bully."

Karl muttered softly, and Zhang Beijiang raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Wayne, a little skinny white kid?"

"Do you know this guy too?"

Zhang Beijiang whistled briskly when he heard this, and reached out to rub Karl's hair.

"I know, ha, it seems that the screenwriters in this world are not very good. They actually put you two together, and things started to get interesting.

Take me to meet this boy. It seems that you two have the final say here, right? "

"Not entirely, Mr. Principal, Alexey and the others are not from the same group as us."

Carl confessed honestly that he knew that the principal with the same name as Captain America was not someone to be dismissed.

It's not a wise choice to mess around in front of him.

"Yeah, those gangsters are definitely not on the same page as you. What you do seems a bit trivial to them."

As Zhang Beijiang said this, he pulled Karl out by his collar and motioned for him to lead the way.

"Oh, Captain, what are you doing now? You look like a villain integrating gang forces. Which court should we attack next? Is our school going to choose a new talker?"

Wade stared at Zhang Beijiang and kept talking, and Zhang Beijiang shrugged.

"Get your family settled before the fight. Don't forget we have to go find Ajax."

The speed of the few of them was very fast, and those students who were usually stubborn and stubborn all consciously avoided when they saw the well-equipped and murderous people.

You may not believe it, but Wayne, whom Carl calls another giant of San Diego High School, is actually a good student.

For example, this guy's biggest hobby during class was reading. When Zhang Beijiang found him, he was lying on his desk reading a book.

To be honest, if Carl looked like a street gangster, then Wayne looked like an ordinary nerd.

Yes, and the kind of nerd who looks harmless.

"I guess we should get to know each other, but just in case you don't know me. Hello, my name is Steve Rogers, the new principal of this school.

I want to give you a job as a school janitor. This is your colleague. "

Zhang Beijiang pushed Karl out and looked at Wayne with a smile on his face.

"School janitor?"

Wayne was still a little confused about what happened. Zhang Beijiang nodded and reached out to rub the kid's hair.

Well, it feels soft and tough, much better than Carl's prickly head.

"what can I do?"

"Be yourself and keep bullying out of this damn place. I think we can do it, and of course I will train you."

As Zhang Beijiang spoke, he took out the school rules from his hand.

This thing was printed by Principal Henry. It is quite rough at present, just a thick stack of A4 paper.

"Next, you have to drive security guards to patrol the school. Of course, I will pay you a reasonable salary. I think five hundred dollars a month is a reasonable price.

The premise is that you two cannot violate school rules, otherwise I will punish you personally. "

After Zhang Beijiang said this, he stretched out his hand to him, and the latter shook hands with him, his expression relatively calm.

But in fact, a salary of five hundred US dollars a month is actually pretty good, at least in Zhang Beijiang's memory.

In their previous life, many college graduates there could not get this salary.

Carl whistled cheerfully when he saw this, with a look on his face full of happiness.

Five hundred dollars was enough to get him out of his family's poverty, but Wayne still looked lukewarm.

"I like your cold face. It reminds me of a friend from my past. To be precise, he and I are not friends."

Zhang Beijiang smiled, turned around and told everyone in the death squad.

"Look for the teachers in each class and catch all those who have violated school rules in the past few days. I will mark the punishment later."

As he spoke, he casually handed the gun to Wayne.

"From today on, you have to deal with me permanently."

The latter stood up, holding a gun, and stood beside the death squad members.

"Wow! That's a good boy! Barney is going to love him, I'm serious!"

Longger screamed strangely, Christmas chuckled, and stared at each other with eyes full of appreciation.

"Boy, you're still far behind."

"Maybe."

Wayne finally spoke his first words of the day, not forgetting to load his gun as he spoke.

"War has been declared! Hahahahaha! I bet twenty dollars that this kid will be even better than he was at Christmas!"

Caesar shouted loudly, and several old guys around him followed suit.

Zhang Beijiang gave them a middle finger, turned around and took Wade out of the teaching building.

John Sr. and Tony were sitting in the principal's office, fuming. This was the office Henry had prepared for Zhang Beijiang.

He's already been occupied by two guys, Old John and Tony, even before he's even been here.

"I said this is a good thing. You can't explain why things in some places are good. Tobacco can grow everywhere."

"You're right. Tobacco can grow anywhere, but Cuban cigars are the best."

"Is it really because this thing was rubbed on the girl's soft thighs?"

"Come on Tony, you come from the upper class, you should know that those guys you call masters are bad old men like me.

Are you sure this is who you say it is? "

"Who knows, but I believe there will always be young and beautiful girls in the cigar shop. Maybe the one I am smoking was the one she rubbed on her young body."

"I'm really tired of you capitalists' faces!"

Old John raised his middle finger at him.