Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan had encountered unfair things before.

But I've never seen anyone as disgusting as Sun Yishan.

Such forceful plundering is unacceptable, even if it means death.

After his rebirth, Meng Chuan made a vow.

He will never be bullied again in his life.

Just as Sun Yishan defeated Zheng Muchen, Meng Chuan would naturally retaliate in the same way.

However, he didn't have a whip, so he had to borrow one from Grandpa Sun.

Sun Yonghou was taken aback by Meng Chuan's question.

If you want to beat his grandson, do you have to ask him for a whip?

How unreasonable! !

“Meng Chuan, my grandson was wrong in this matter, but I can make it up to him…”

Sun Yonghou tried his best to control his anger.

Although he was somewhat shocked that his grandson had actually resorted to force and robbery.

Although he did similar things quite often back then.

He was even more ruthless than Sun Yishan back then.

The law of the world is survival of the fittest.

If you can't win, then accept the punishment.

There's no need to get beaten up, is there?

"Since you don't have a whip, I'll use this stick instead!"

Meng Chuan looked at the short stick in his hand.

This is the weapon that Shadow Butterfly almost never leaves behind.

However, although the whip hurt, it only scratched the skin and did not break the bones.

Shadow Butterfly's extendable short stick is quite heavy.

If it hits, it will injure both the skin and bones.

"Meng Chuan, my Sun family admits defeat and accepts the punishment. This is in accordance with the rules of the martial arts world. Is there any need to push things to the extreme?"

Sun Yonghou stepped forward and said urgently.

However, no sooner had Sun Yonghou finished speaking than a long sword suddenly fell from the sky.

With a loud bang, it slammed heavily into the wooden floor in front of Sun Yonghou.

It was only a hair's breadth away from Sun Yonghou's toes.

The blade was still buzzing.

It was a powerful warrior from the Battle Hall who made a move.

"Move again, and you die!"

The warrior from the Battle Hall, dressed in black, gave a cold warning in a slightly hoarse voice.

Meng Chuan just gave the order.

Their duty is to protect safety.

In other words, Sun Yonghou is quite old and unlikely to pose a threat to Meng Chuan.

If anyone else had dared to move, they would already be a corpse by now.

Even Sun Yonghou, who was used to seeing all kinds of storms, was taken aback at this moment.

They retreated repeatedly, feeling as if they had survived a disaster.

"Grandpa, save me, save me!"

They saw that their grandfather was too afraid to come to their rescue.

Sun Yishan panicked completely.

He never expected that Meng Chuan, who seemed like a bookworm, would be more terrifying than the devil.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, Meng Chuan's short stick landed heavily on Sun Yishan's back.

Meng Chuan was too lazy to waste words with the Sun family.

I can't feel better without beating Sun Yishan.

As for compensation... haha! Ten Sun families can't compare to one Meng Chuan, so what compensation can we offer?

"what!"

Sun Yishan screamed and fainted.

This is adding insult to injury for him.

Moreover, Meng Chuan attacked without warning, catching him completely off guard.

"Snapped!"

Another blow.

Another blow to Sun Yishan's back brought him back to consciousness.

"Ah! No, Meng Chuan, I was wrong! You're a devil! You're a devil!"

Sun Yishan's mind was in turmoil.

He even felt the fear of death.

But Meng Chuan remained silent and continued to whip the victim.

Sun Guan tried to rush out several times.

But Sun Yonghou stopped them all.

He dared not gamble; what if those men in black really killed Sun Guan?

Although the grandson's condition is pitiful, he should be out of danger.

After being whipped more than a dozen times, Jiang Zhenyu could no longer hold back.

"Brother! That's enough, stop hitting me, or someone will die."

Jiang Zhenyu quickly grabbed Meng Chuan.

Jiang Zhenyu had never seen such a scene before.

Sun Yishan's back was also covered in blood and gore.

The person was no longer able to wake up from the pain.

If we fight again, something really bad is going to happen.

"That's fine!"

Meng Chuan, panting heavily, wiped the blood off Sun Yishan's body with the short stick in his hand and returned it to Yingdie.

"You're so easily beaten, yet you insist on doing things that make you a target. Why don't you ever learn your lesson?"

Looking at Sun Yishan, who was already beyond saving, Meng Chuan then said to Sun Yonghou:

"Old man, I've taught your grandson a lesson for you. I don't know if he's dead or not. If he's not, remember to tell him to keep his eyes open in the future."

Of all the guests, only Meng Chuan was speaking.

No one responded.

Especially those bodyguards who were still awake.

Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Meng Chuan.

They had never seen anyone as terrifying as Meng Chuan.

It's too cruel.

More organized than the mafia.

Is he really the almost deified "God of Meng" on the internet?

"gone."

Meng Chuan opened the door of the V-Class, which was still parked in the living room.

Jiang Zhenyu hurriedly helped Zheng Muchen inside.

Jiang Zhenyu was terrified and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

Yingdie also opened the driver's side door.

Before getting into the car, Meng Chuan paused and looked at Sun Yonghou:

"By the way, sir, you just mentioned wanting compensation, that's a good idea."

"The person who assaulted me was also damaged in the crash. I hope the compensation you're offering will be somewhat sincere."

"You can discuss the specifics of the compensation yourselves. Once you've reached an agreement, contact me again."

Without waiting for the gritted teeth of the Sun family, Meng Chuan got into the car.

Sun Yonghou almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

They've already sent it back, and they still want compensation?

Besides, I haven't even asked you to pay for my front door yet! You want me to pay for your car?

"boom!"

Yingdie stepped on the gas and reversed.

The bodyguards behind the car quickly dispersed.

At this point, who would dare to stop them?

They all wished that Meng Chuan, this plague god, would leave as soon as possible, the farther the better.

After Meng Chuan left, the powerful figures of the Battle Hall vanished without a trace, one by one, like ghosts.

Especially that powerful warrior from the Battle Hall who threw the long sword earlier.

He walked straight up to Sun Yonghou, drew his long sword, and then turned and left.

Sun Yonghou was so frightened that he took several steps back again.

These men in black are terrifying.

"Yishan, quick, save him! Call a doctor!"

Only then did Sun Guan dare to shout and rush towards Sun Yishan, whose fate was unknown.

……

Now, let's talk about Meng Chuan.

The car headed towards the Meng Po Guild.

But the atmosphere inside the car was strange.

Even Jiang Zhenyu wouldn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Meng Chuan at this moment.

He realized for the first time that Meng Chuan, whom he regarded as his own brother, was actually so terrifying.

Is this still the same top student he knows?

Zheng Muchen, too, dared not utter a sound at this moment.

"What are you doing? Don't you recognize me?"

Meng Chuan smiled, and the atmosphere in the car immediately became lively.

Meng Chuan didn't smile, and they really didn't dare to speak.

"Mr. Meng, thank you..."

Zheng Muchen said solemnly to Meng Chuan.

Zheng Muchen was already completely devoted to President Meng.

If it weren't for Meng Chuan, he would probably have already gone back to his hometown to farm.

This time, Meng Chuan even went so far as to cause a huge scene at the Sun family for his sake.

He had no way to repay this kindness.

I have no choice but to give my life to Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan smiled at Zheng Muchen and said something Jiang Zhenyu couldn't understand:

"You don't need to suffer like this, why bother?"