Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

I bought the car yesterday.

The cards were played in the morning.

The bulletproof glass was replaced in the afternoon.

When Meng Chuan drove his newly registered Mercedes-Benz V-Class into the 4S store.

Xiao Song, who was in charge of helping Meng Chuan register the vehicle that morning, was stunned.

Because this was clearly caused by a bullet.

Meng Chuan could only lie and say that he hit the glass with a sharp object to test its strength.

Whether Xiao Song believes it or not is none of Meng Chuan's business.

What left Meng Chuan speechless was...

It costs 11 yuan to replace just one rear window.

However, considering that the car had already saved his life.

Meng Chuan readily paid the money.

When Meng Chuan drove the car back to the parking lot at the school gate.

Meng Chuan received a call from Fifth Master.

"It's an international assassin; it's almost certainly the work of the Shen family."

Fifth Master's voice was somewhat gloomy.

He didn't ask Meng Chuan anything.

However, it wasn't surprising to Meng Chuan that someone like Fifth Master, a local tyrant, knew about Meng Chuan's attack and had already begun an investigation.

"It's rare to find something that even Fifth Master doesn't know."

Meng Chuan said half-jokingly.

In fact, Meng Chuan didn't know how he should treat Fifth Master.

On the one hand, he was grateful to Fifth Master for sending Yingdie to protect him.

If it weren't for Fifth Master's arrangement, he might already be dead.

On the other hand, he felt a deep sense of dread because of Fifth Master's background and methods.

The existence of Yingdie is like a mirror, reflecting the dark side of Fifth Master.

How could someone be so cruel to a child, stripping them of their self-awareness and training them to be a cold-blooded killer?

Meng Chuan couldn't imagine how heartless Fifth Master must be to do such a thing.

Perhaps I am just a pawn in Fifth Master's hands, the kind that could be discarded at any time.

"I'm not omnipotent, but as long as they keep making moves, I'm confident I can catch them and find out who's behind it all!"

Fifth Master said with great confidence.

"Didn't they say that Fifth Master never needs evidence to do things? Why does he need to identify the mastermind behind it all?"

Meng Chuan asked.

"That's just hearsay. I always act in accordance with morality. I just don't like to explain. As long as the evidence is conclusive, I will take my measures. That's why others mistakenly think I'm capricious."

Fifth Master said irritably.

Little did Fifth Master know that Meng Chuan was actually scoffing at his words.

What a fine line about following morality.

They kidnap children and train them to be cold-blooded killers, and then shamelessly claim that they are acting in accordance with morality.

How ironic!

However, Meng Chuan did not refute it.

He doesn't yet have enough power to get rid of Fifth Master.

Although Fifth Master's existence made him uneasy, it was also his only protection at the moment.

"Actually, I still think it would be better to call the police?"

Meng Chuan thought for a moment and then said.

"Going to the police won't help with this. International assassins are a group of desperate criminals with strict security measures in place."

"At the same time, alerting the police will only make the killer lie low, not scare him away."

"Unless you want to live in constant danger of being assassinated again, then disregard what I said and you can choose to call the police."

Fifth Master snorted coldly.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath and said helplessly:

"So what do you think we should do next?"

In fact, Yingdie had already said something similar to Mengchuan this morning.

Given the severe gun control restrictions in China, the fact that the other party could ambush someone with a light sniper rifle strongly suggests they are an international assassin.

Therefore, Yingdie also advised Meng Chuan not to call the police and to wait for Fifth Master to handle the matter.

"The best way is to let the assassin keep making moves; only then will I have a chance to capture him alive."

Fifth Master said:

"From now on, you shouldn't stay at school all the time. Go out more often and give the assassin a chance to strike."

Meng Chuan immediately became anxious upon hearing this:

"What kind of talk is that? What if..."

"There's no 'what if'. If you're a real man, do as I say. If you think you're a woman, then disregard what I said."

With that, Fifth Master hung up the phone.

Meng Chuan grumbled as he put away the phone.

He mentally cursed all of Fifth Master's ancestors for eight generations.

Is this a matter between men and women?

This is a matter of life and death!

As he spoke, Meng Chuan wanted to complain to Ying Die.

But when I looked back, Yingdie had vanished again.

I was the only one standing at the school gate.

"Damn, you just leave me like this on the street? Aren't you afraid I'll get killed?"

Meng Chuan was startled.

Meng Chuan had just parked his car in the parking lot and was walking ahead while making a phone call.

Shadow Butterfly was following right behind him.

As soon as the call ended, Yingdie disappeared without a trace.

Those who are frequently assassinated know this.

Once you've survived an assassination attempt, you'll never feel safe anywhere, and everyone will seem like a bad guy.

Meng Chuan looked around nervously and hurriedly walked into the school.

Even when passing by the security booth, Meng Chuan felt a sense of dread when he saw the security guard.

Who knows if this security guard is an assassin in disguise?

That's how it's always portrayed in movies.

Meng Chuan hurried back to his dormitory.

However, the moment the door opened, Meng Chuan, who was already shaken, was so frightened that he almost screamed.

Because there was actually someone standing in the dormitory.

"Yingdie, how did you get in? You scared me to death."

Meng Chuan patted his chest.

Yes, the one standing in Meng Chuan's dormitory was Ying Die.

"That's how we got in."

"Shadow Butterfly said coldly."

"My dorm room door is locked..."

"This kind of door can't stop people."

Yingdie said matter-of-factly.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Meng Chuan felt helpless.

I really want to say, I'm just a human being, but when I don't have the key, this door blocks my way.

To be fair, such bodyguards are actually quite good.

Aside from sometimes saying things that are too hurtful and always having a cold face, Meng Chuan couldn't find any other faults in her for the time being.

"By the way, Fifth Master just told me to go out more often, to create opportunities for assassins to kill me. Do you think Fifth Master is getting senile...?"

Meng Chuan complained.

"Fifth Master is right. This is the best way to find the mastermind behind this as soon as possible!"

Yingdie said matter-of-factly.

"No, I still have a life, don't I? I've risked my life, what if..."

Meng Chuan looked at Ying Die in disbelief.

How could Yingdie agree to such a terrible idea?

"We weren't prepared this morning, but now we are, so there's no chance of anything going wrong."

Yingdie interrupted him firmly.

"Why should I? Bullets don't have eyes; who knows where they'll come from next?"

Meng Chuan didn't understand.

This has little to do with whether or not one is afraid of death.

The key point is that there are precedents of successful assassinations of US presidents, so why is he so invincible?

"As long as Fifth Master dares to say it, there's no chance of anything going wrong."

Yingdie said firmly.

"you……"

Meng Chuan looked at Ying Die with a headache, completely speechless.

This little girl has been thoroughly brainwashed by Fifth Master.

I wonder what methods Fifth Master used to make someone like Yingdie so blindly believe in her.

"Okay, let's not discuss this for now. How are you going to sleep here? There's only one bed in my dorm room."

Meng Chuan knew that changing someone's mindset was not something that could be done overnight.

The biggest problem facing Meng Chuan now is:

A lone man and a lone woman, sharing only one bed.

“I sleep standing up.”

Meng Chuan: ...