Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

Zhao Shalong looked at Meng Shu, who was smiling sweetly in front of him.

A bad feeling flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

He probably scared her so much that she started talking nonsense.

He softened his tone and said kindly, "I'm not the kind of person who bullies fellow alumni. As long as you behave, I'll let you off the hook."

"What do you want?" Meng Shu asked coldly.

“We’re all alumni, and I don’t want things to get too awkward,” Zhao Shalong said, feigning reluctance.

"So what?" Meng Shu asked back.

"I don't ask for much, just that you kneel down and apologize to Piaopiao in front of the whole school."

Furthermore, if you're willing to be my girlfriend for a month, then this matter is settled. Otherwise…

As he spoke, he even tossed his hair in what he thought was a cool gesture.

Zhao Shalong's attempts to look cool were really greasy and ugly.

He exudes an unreasonable and ridiculous "baka" vibe, which is both comical and disgusting.

With his looks, he could totally play a Japanese soldier in an anti-Japanese war drama if he put on a little mustache!

Meng Shu felt nauseous and almost vomited.

After a moment, she blinked her innocent-looking big eyes. "Otherwise what?"

Zhao Shalong's eyes narrowed sharply, a glint of greed and desire flashing within them.

Those triangular eyes were glued to Meng Shu, and he licked his ugly sausage lips.

"Otherwise, you won't be leaving here cleanly today. You should understand what I mean!"

"Then let's give it a try." Meng Shu said calmly, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You shameless bastard, I gave you a chance, don't regret it! Brothers, get him!"

Meng Shuwu's attitude completely enraged Zhao Shalong.

"Grab her, beat her until she kneels, then strip her naked. Once I've had my fill, she's yours."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the group of henchmen lit up, and they drooled all over the place.

Over the years, they've gotten involved with quite a few women while following Brother Long.

However, seeing such a stunning beauty as Meng Shu was a first for them, and they all naturally became excited.

Four or five blond-haired men, grinning with black teeth, charged straight at them.

The remaining two people took out their phones and started recording.

As long as I film and threaten her, I'm not afraid that Meng Shu will disobey me, and she won't dare to call the police!

They've never had this trick up their sleeve.

A glint of bloodlust flashed in Meng Shu's eyes.

These people are utterly disgusting; they don't even deserve to be called human!

"How many times have you done something like this?"

The cold voice suppressed a raging anger; it was the calm before the storm.

Zhao Shalong counted on his fingers, looking nonchalant, "Probably thirty or fifty times, sigh, that's too many, I can't even remember!"

Meng Shu's eyes shone brightly, as sharp as a knife!

These people deserve to die; they must be punished by law!

At this moment, the five people surrounding Meng Shu revealed evil smiles.

Zhao Long leered at Meng Shu and clicked his tongue, "I'm giving you one last chance. Are you willing to be my woman?"

Meng Shuqing gave a cold laugh, "Keep dreaming!"

Zhao Shalong roared, "Brothers, get her! Show no mercy! Teach this arrogant, ignorant woman a lesson!"

Upon hearing this, the underlings glared angrily and rubbed their fists together in a fit of rage.

Like roaring lions, they charged towards Meng Shu with all their might, swinging their fists fiercely.

At that moment, the slender figure in the very center darted through the crowd like lightning.

Her ever-changing footwork, her graceful, willow-like figure, and her precise attacks left her underlings completely bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, everyone collided, falling to the ground in pain and shouting.

This scene seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Shalong and the two men behind him taking photos were stunned.

Zhao Shalong's face darkened, and he cursed, "Useless thing!"

Meng Shu blew on his fingers and looked at the three of them with a grin, "Yeah, they're all useless!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shalong's two henchmen shouted and rushed forward.

In a short while, the two were knocked to the ground, screaming in pain.

Zhao Shalong's eyes finally changed.

He kicked away his underling lying at his feet, groaning, and yelled, "Useless trash, get out of here!"

After speaking, he stepped forward.

A dark glint flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes, and he clapped his hands again.

"Meng Shu, I underestimated you. No wonder you didn't take me seriously. Turns out you've got some skills."

Meng Shu chuckled lightly, his words laced with provocation, "Your skills are enough to make you beg for mercy."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shalong's eyes widened in anger, and his fleshy muscles trembled.

"You wretched woman, you've completely enraged me! You're not leaving here alive today!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists, his muscles tensed, and his breathing became rapid, like a wild beast about to go berserk.

On the other hand, there was Meng Shu standing opposite him.

A slender figure, a beautiful face, gentle breathing, a disdainful smile on her face, and eyes brimming with confidence.

Meng Shu even waved, "Come here."

Suddenly, Zhao Shalong rushed over and slammed his fist, as big as a sandbag, into Meng Shu's abdomen.

Meng Shu deftly dodged the attack, while at the same time, her slender, boneless hands gripped Zhao Shalong's arm tightly.

Zhao Shalong tried to break free with all his might, but found that he couldn't push him away, and a chill ran down his spine.

At this moment, the force on my arm increased, and I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.

Suddenly, a crisp "crack" sound rang out; his arm had dislocated.

Zhao Shalong winced in pain, drenched in sweat, and yelled, "You bitch, you're asking for it!"

Immediately afterwards, he took out a samurai sword from his pocket and stabbed it fiercely at Meng Shu.

Meng Shu smiled slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his cold eyes.

Samurai sword, what a ungrateful bastard!

Her figure was like a leaf falling in the wind, light and agile.

He swiftly and decisively kicked the knife out of Zhao Shalong's hand, and then kicked the man away.

Zhao Shalong slammed heavily against the broken iron gate, immediately vomiting blood and unable to get up, writhing in pain.

At that moment, a jade fist struck Zhao Shalong's nose bone, breaking it and causing blood to flow freely.

Meng Shu frowned and rubbed his fist, his eyes filled with cold light and disgust.

She looked down at the terrified Zhao Shalong and said, "A cowardly bully who preys on the weak, nothing more than that."

Zhao Shalong was filled with shame and indignation, his eyes revealing deep fear and disbelief.

He simply couldn't accept the fact that he had lost to a woman!

Meng Shuyan smiled and said, "Judging from your expression, you don't seem quite convinced?"

Zhao Shalong wiped the blood from his face, his eyes filled with extreme ferocity, wishing he could tear Meng Shu to pieces. "You've got guts!"

Meng Shu curled her lips into a smile. "A top-tier underworld figure like yourself is no match for a weak woman. Do you want to know why?"

Although Zhao Shalong didn't say anything, his eyes betrayed his thoughts.

Meng Shu chuckled lightly, "Things from Japan will never compare to those from my great China! How can those who fawn over foreign things be a match for upright Chinese people!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!" Zhao Shalong spat out a mouthful of blood and said through gritted teeth.