Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan regretted his decision to learn the Hundred-Step Piercing Hand technique on a whim.

Especially after Meng Chuan said yesterday, "Anyone who doesn't learn is a grandson."

Meng Chuan regretted it even more.

Because the next day, before dawn, Prince Fu arrived at Meng Chuan's Haihu Manor.

"Get up, time for training. The early bird catches the worm, and practicing when the purple aura first appears is the most effective!"

Prince Fu lifted Meng Chuan off the soft bed.

"No! Let me sleep a little longer, just ten minutes, oh no! Just one minute."

Meng Chuan, still half-asleep, pleaded.

Meng Chuan has never had the habit of sleeping in.

But after returning to Haihu Manor last night, Meng Chuan didn't even want to eat dinner.

Because his legs and hands were weak, he couldn't even pick up chopsticks.

In the end, Yingdie felt sorry for him and fed him bite by bite, and Meng Chuan finally managed to eat his dinner.

Then I went straight to sleep.

Meng Chuan felt as if he had just fallen asleep when Prince Fu suddenly lifted him out of bed.

This feeling is indescribably unpleasant.

If Meng Chuan could sleep for just one more minute right now, he would be willing to pay ten million.

"The early bird catches the worm, and the early riser is the one who seizes the opportunity! The sun is working hard to rise, so what right do you have to stay in bed?"

Fu Wang cursed angrily and kicked Meng Chuan into the toilet.

Half an hour later, Yingdie brought Meng Chuan and Fu Wang back to the abandoned factory from yesterday.

The sun had just risen.

Meng Chuan gritted his teeth, glared angrily at Prince Fu, and began practicing with a hand gripper, arm strength, and wrist strength.

Yesterday, Meng Chuan squeezed the hand gripper so hard that he got blisters on his palms.

Now that the blister has burst, blood seeps from my palm every time I squeeze it hard.

The gripper was soaked red.

But Prince Fu acted as if he hadn't seen it.

If Meng Chuan doesn't grip the ball properly, a marble will hit him directly on the web of his hand.

If the tiger's mouth is injured, it becomes even more difficult to grip.

The consequence of being powerless is that another marble hits the tiger's mouth.

It was hellish training.

Meng Chuan felt he had no human rights whatsoever.

Fortunately, Meng Chuan had suffered countless setbacks and endless hardships before his rebirth.

This forged Meng Chuan's unwavering willpower.

It was this willpower that allowed Meng Chuan to persevere.

After five hundred pinches, Meng Chuan was already drenched in sweat and exhausted.

After having breakfast prepared by the warriors of the Battle Hall, they immediately began practicing standing meditation.

“Prince Fu, isn’t this too cruel? We should proceed step by step…”

Yingdie finally couldn't hold back any longer.

But just as the Shadow Butterfly opened, Prince Fu glared at it with a murderous look.

Yingdie immediately shut her mouth and obediently went to stand guard.

Because she needs to be constantly on guard against the Death Servants of the Goldman family.

No one knows when or where those Deadpools will suddenly appear.

Meng Chuan came here to "fish".

It can last for three days in a row.

Meng Chuan was brought to this abandoned delivery room by Prince Fu every day for grueling training.

However, after getting through the first two days, Meng Chuan gradually adapted.

Although Meng Chuan still felt very tired, he didn't feel as exhausted as he had in the first day or two.

Even Prince Fu was astonished by Meng Chuan's adaptability.

Because people who have not received any training are subjected to this kind of training that almost squeezes out their potential from the very beginning.

It's already quite an achievement to be able to adapt in a week or two.

Although Meng Chuan was still complaining, he was in high spirits.

"Ok?"

However, on the afternoon of the third day, just as Prince Fu was preparing to end today's training...

He suddenly tilted his head and surveyed his surroundings.

He sensed a faint but palpable killing intent.

This feeling was very subtle; it was something that Prince Fu had experienced countless life-and-death situations in his life.

It is a kind of instinctive sense of danger that is different from that of ordinary people, which has been developed.

"Shadow Butterfly, the wind is picking up; we need to head back."

Suddenly, Prince Fu called out to Yingdie, who was not far away.

Meng Chuan didn't think much of the Prince of Fu's shout.

But Yingdie suddenly stiffened all over.

"The wind is rising," is a coded phrase used by gangsters.

It means the situation has changed.

This is a language that no other gang in the world possesses, and only Chinese people can understand it.

And the King of Fu's coded language wasn't just spoken to Yingdie, but also to the powerful figures in the War Hall and the Dark Hall.

"Young Master, you have worked hard."

Yingdie hurriedly stepped forward and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Meng Chuan's face.

"Shadow Butterfly, I..."

Meng Chuan felt a little uncomfortable.

Prince Fu is right there!

Such intimate actions between Yingdie and others could easily be misunderstood.

"Young Master, don't be nervous or show any unusual behavior. If anything happens, you must stay close to me."

As Yingdie continued wiping Meng Chuan's sweat, she lowered her voice and said...

In this life-or-death moment, even King Fu could not completely trust Yingdie.

Although Prince Fu was stronger than her.

But Yingdie knew herself very well; she was the one who was truly willing to risk her life to protect Mengchuan.

Aside from herself, Yingdie could not completely trust anyone else.

"Yeah! Thank you."

After hearing Yingdie's words, it would be a lie to say that Meng Chuan wasn't flustered.

Meng Chuan remained relatively composed. He smiled faintly, but his hand trembled as he grabbed the silk handkerchief from Ying Die's hand and wiped his sweat.

It's unclear whether Meng Chuan's trembling was due to nervousness or from being too tired from previous training.

"coming."

Prince Fu suddenly shouted.

The next moment, more than twenty men in black appeared from all around.

The abandoned factory was surrounded by groves of trees and waist-high weeds.

There are also some abandoned buildings blocking the view.

These men in black were silent and stealthy.

After they appeared, Meng Chuan was completely unaware of their presence.

As soon as they appeared, they charged straight at Meng Chuan.

No one spoke, which demonstrated strict discipline.

"call out!"

The first to make a move was Prince Fu.

With a flick of his sleeve sword, Prince Fu sent a man in black crashing to the ground.

Yingdie also drew the short stick from her waist and stood protectively in front of Meng Chuan.

"Do it!"

Yingdie also let out a delicate shout.

The next moment, more than thirty men in black appeared.

Needless to say, the men in black behind them are all powerful members of the Battle Hall.

Although the warriors of the Battle Hall were dressed in black, they did not cover their faces.

"Two more people protect the young master, the rest of you form an encirclement, and don't let a single one escape alive."

Shadow Butterfly said coldly.

Even with her own protection, Yingdie still couldn't be completely at ease.

Because they were facing Deadpool, a truly ruthless person who dared to fight to the death.

Any negligence could lead to unimaginable consequences.

Immediately, two more Battle Hall experts appeared beside Meng Chuan.

They stood back to back with Yingdie, forming a pincer movement that completely protected Meng Chuan in the middle.

Prince Fu, relying on his exceptional archery skills, had already eliminated three or four of his henchmen.

Then came close-quarters combat.

Prince Fu truly lives up to his reputation as a top-tier master of the Green Gang, a protector-level fighter.

Even unarmed, his destructive power is unmatched by any other warrior in the Battle Hall.

Wherever it went, dead servants fell one after another.

However, just as this chaotic battle reached its climax...

Out of the corner of Meng Chuan's eye, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flash by at the corner of an abandoned wall not far away.

Meng Chuan looked closely and was surprised to see a dark gun barrel.

At that moment, Meng Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Watch out, there's a gun!"