Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Originally, Blood Blade and Prince Fu were evenly matched.

In the very first exchange, Blood Blade was struck by Prince Fu's palm, and Prince Fu was also struck by Blood Blade's fist.

However, Prince Fu was not only skilled in close combat, but his "hundred paces and a willow leaf" technique was also his signature skill.

Bloodblade's right palm has now been completely pierced by the dagger.

He held up his pierced hand, like a wounded tiger.

It seemed as if they wanted to tear Prince Fu to pieces.

"Stop him."

Meng Chuan hurriedly shouted.

Although all the powerful warriors of the Battle Hall had just retreated, Meng Chuan knew they were still nearby.

Wherever Meng Chuan is, there will always be powerful warriors from the Battle Hall around him.

Prince Fu just received a real, heavy punch from Xue Ren.

He had just landed, and Meng Chuan could see the flush on his face.

If Blood Blade gets close at this moment, Prince Fu will be in danger.

After all, Prince Fu is already quite old.

The saying "A fist fears the young and strong, a stick fears the old" perfectly illustrates this point.

As soon as Meng Chuan gave the order, the men in black who had retreated earlier reappeared.

Yingdie also took out her short stick and was about to step forward.

"Shadow Butterfly, no!"

Meng Chuan quickly pulled Ying Die back.

The ferocity of the blood-stained blade truly terrified Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan was truly afraid that Ying Die would be ruined in his hands.

"Young Master, rest assured, he has already crippled one of his hands. If I still can't defeat him, then I'm utterly useless."

Yingdie eagerly said.

As Shadow Butterfly and a group of black-clad warriors stepped forward, Blood Blade lost its former ferocity.

He held his pierced hand and retreated step by step.

His eyes were constantly scanning his surroundings, as if he were choosing an escape route.

"Does that mean his strength has been greatly reduced?"

Meng Chuan felt somewhat relieved.

“Right now, Yingdie alone could take him down.”

Prince Fu finally came to his senses.

He shook his numb arm and stood beside Meng Chuan.

Now that everyone's attention is on Xue Ren, he has to take on the responsibility of protecting Meng Chuan.

Bloodblade's punch was so powerful that even he was finding it hard to withstand.

"In that case, let's all attack together and kill this foreign devil."

Having received an affirmative answer, Meng Chuan decisively issued the order.

Meng Chuan is a complete novice when it comes to martial arts.

He couldn't tell who was stronger or weaker.

But since Prince Fu said so, Meng Chuan felt relieved.

This is absolutely the time to strike while the iron is hot.

"Bastards, you're ganging up on me. If you're so tough, fight me one-on-one."

Although Bloodblade couldn't understand the Chinese Meng Chuan was speaking.

However, he could tell that Yingdie and the others were preparing to attack together.

His strongest right hand was pierced and he could no longer use it.

With only one left hand, one's strength will be reduced by at least half.

He might have a chance to win in a one-on-one fight, but he would be no match for a group.

“Aren’t you arrogant? Haven’t you had a good beating in a long time? Give him a good beating today, beat him so badly that his father won’t recognize him as his illegitimate son.”

Meng Chuan grinned maliciously.

Meng Chuan was really worried about that.

Now that he knew victory was assured, Meng Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Meng Chuan gave the order, Ying Die and the others moved.

Dozens of people rushed forward, and even if each of them spat on the enemy, it would be enough to drown Xue Ren.

"Young Master, Blood Blade is, after all, a member of the martial world... Shouldn't we discuss the rules of the martial world?"

Prince Fu stood beside Meng Chuan, watching Xue Ren flee in terror, and hesitated, wanting to whisper a reminder to Meng Chuan.

"Martial virtue? Did he just talk about martial virtue? Zheng Muchen and his group aren't from the martial arts world. What kind of martial arts rule is it to bully the weak?"

Meng Chuan looked at Prince Fu and asked in return.

The rules of the underworld are not something that can be discussed.

That's all outdated; we need to broaden our perspective.

This is the ancient martial arts world, but this is the new era's "battlefield." You must know how to adapt to changing circumstances and play freely!

Now is the time to kick a man when he's down, how could Meng Chuan possibly let this opportunity slip by?

Meng Chuan couldn't swallow his anger without teaching Xue Ren a lesson.

Prince Fu opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

Because Meng Chuan is right.

This Blood Blade had never shown any martial ethics or rules of the martial world before.

Moreover, Meng Chuan, the young master, is quick-witted, adaptable, and somewhat protective of his own.

He has the air of Fifth Master.

Fifth Master doesn't care about rules; as long as he feels he has a clear conscience, he'll do it!

A person like that leading the Green Gang might actually take it to a whole new level.

"Fuck you!"

"What the fuck!"

Bloodblade was reduced to nothing but cursing after being beaten.

Although his counterattack was also fierce.

Several powerful warriors from the Battle Hall had already been knocked to the ground.

However, two fists are no match for four hands.

In particular, the Green Gang's powerful members also possessed weapons.

Yingdie struck his back countless times with her short stick.

At this moment, Bloodblade looked extremely miserable, covered in blood.

He was quickly captured by the warriors of the Battle Hall and pinned to the ground.

He struggled desperately, but after being struck twice on the ankle by Yingdie's blows, he finally became completely subdued.

However, his bulging, bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at Meng Chuan.

If looks could kill, Meng Chuan would probably be smashed to pieces by now.

"Oh! Looks like you're still not convinced! But I specialize in dealing with those who are unconvinced."

Meng Chuan stepped forward with a cold smile, looking down at Xue Ren kneeling in front of him.

"Meng Chuan, I advise you to let me go, or I'll make sure your whole family is wiped out."

Bloodblade glared fiercely at Meng Chuan and threatened him in English.

"Threatening my whole family? What a load of rubbish! Are you saying I'll beat you to a pulp today?"

Meng Chuan hates threats the most.

In particular, they threatened Meng Chuan's family.

Meng Chuan's eyes flashed with coldness. He looked around and picked up a thick wooden plank about the length of an arm from the ground.

"Hold him down!"

Meng Chuan swung the wooden board around and slammed it down on Xue Ren's cheek.

"Snapped!"

That crisp sound made my teeth ache.

Zheng Muchen and Lao Xiao, who had never seen much of the world, were terrified.

Will someone die if they keep fighting like this?

After taking that hit, Bloodblade became completely obedient.

He merely calls himself a beast, not a real beast.

If Meng Chuan slapped him, he might feel like he was being tickled.

But Meng Chuan used a wooden board.

That slap really landed on his cheek.

The tremendous shock and dull sound caused his entire cheek to quickly swell and turn red.

Two of his teeth were knocked out, and the muscles in his cheeks were cracked.

Even his eardrum was almost perforated, and blood was flowing out of his ear.

He felt completely dizzy and disoriented.

His gaze was unfocused, and he could no longer project a fierce look.

"Kid, remember this: this is China. Don't act like the vice leader of the Blood Gang here!"

Meng Chuan squatted down, grabbed Xue Ren's hair, and lifted his dizzy head.

He said, slowly and deliberately:

"From now on, if you keep a low profile, I might let you go. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave China alive."

Meng Chuan spoke in English, regardless of whether Xue Ren was still conscious or could understand him.

Meng Chuan stood up and said to Ying Die:

"Break his arms and legs, dump him somewhere deserted, just make sure it doesn't scare ordinary citizens, and let him fend for himself!"