Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"The Goldman family, humph! They're courting death."

Inside the Blackman Bar, after listening to Prince Fu's report, Fifth Master's face was ashen.

Today, Mengchuan is in a very dangerous situation.

Fifth Master knew that Meng Chuan wanted to use himself as bait, but he did not object.

The future leader of the Green Gang may not have to be on the front lines, but he absolutely cannot be a hothouse flower.

If Meng Chuan doesn't even have the courage to step forward and use himself as bait to protect his family.

Meng Chuan is not worthy of becoming the future leader of the Green Gang.

"Should we warn the Goman family? Or announce Meng Chuan's identity as the young master?"

Prince Fu thought for a moment and then said.

Meng Chuan is alive today primarily because someone took a bullet for him.

If that battle hall expert had hesitated even for a moment, Meng Chuan would have been doomed.

Or perhaps Meng Chuan didn't suddenly erupt today, but instead used the hand grip strengthener as a projectile.

Meng Chuan couldn't dodge the second bullet either.

But luck doesn't always favor Meng Chuan.

What if Meng Chuan isn't so lucky next time...?

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

Fifth Master pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said.

He didn't have much time left and didn't have much time to accompany Meng Chuan as he grew up.

He couldn't keep Meng Chuan under his wing forever.

Now everyone in the Green Gang knows that Meng Chuan is the young master.

But apart from the Green Gang members, not many other people knew about it.

Except for members of the Warburg family.

If Fifth Master were to give the Goman family a word, even if the Goman family had a thousand lives, they wouldn't dare use Deadpool to deal with Meng Chuan.

They could even just reveal that Meng Chuan was the young master of the Green Gang.

The Goman family had to personally visit Meng Chuan to apologize.

However, Fifth Master did not do that.

A thousand words of advice from him are not as valuable as Meng Chuan experiencing it firsthand.

Only through Meng Chuan's personal experience could he understand the wickedness of the world and gain the trust of more members of the Green Gang.

"Fifth Master, there is another matter, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Prince Fu hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Speaking haltingly isn't like you, so just say it!"

Fifth Master took a sip of tea.

"The young master is very likely a martial arts prodigy."

"That's what Prince Fu said."

"Ok?"

Fifth Master was taken aback, put down his teacup, and looked at Prince Fu in surprise:

"Both of us are martial arts practitioners, so we should know that there has never been such a thing as genius in the ancient martial arts. Without years of accumulated training, it is impossible to achieve anything!"

Prince Fu gave a wry smile:

"I thought so too before today, but today, Young Master, you have overturned my understanding."

Immediately afterwards, Prince Fu recounted how Meng Chuan had used his "Hundred-Step Piercing Hand" technique with a hand gripper to defeat a dead servant earlier that day, thus saving his own life.

"Are you sure he used the 'Hundred-Pace Piercing Hand' technique? Or that he just accidentally hit Deadpool?"

Incredulity also appeared in Fifth Master's eyes.

"I've practiced the Hundred-Step Piercing Hand technique my whole life. It's my signature skill. How could I be wrong?"

Prince Fu smiled wryly:

"Whether it's the force, angle, accuracy, or the technique, method, and posture of the strike, it's already at the beginner level."

“But I haven’t even officially started teaching him yet. He just watched me demonstrate no more than five times and he was able to learn it on his own.”

"Fifth Master, do you know how long it took me to even get the basics right back then?"

As Prince Fu spoke, he gave another bitter laugh and said:

“I had some martial arts skills back then, and it took me a month to get the basics right. My master even praised me for my talent.”

The Prince of Fu has finally come to understand the meaning of "comparing people is a recipe for disaster, and comparing goods is a recipe for disaster."

The skill of hitting a target from a hundred paces away may seem simple, but only those who truly delve into its study know its difficulty.

There's a lot more to this than meets the eye!

It's like learning to ride a bicycle; watching others ride makes it seem very easy.

But when you actually try it yourself, you'll find it very difficult.

It's much harder to learn just by watching others ride.

But to ride a bicycle like an acrobatic performance is even more difficult!

After hearing what Prince Fu said, Fifth Master also fell silent.

However, beneath Fifth Master's silent exterior, only he knew the turbulent emotions churning within him.

The future leader of the Green Gang is not required to have strong martial arts skills.

But wouldn't it be better if we could have that?

"Moreover, his body has a strong ability to adapt and recover."

“Every day I train him until he’s exhausted, and the next day he’ll complain about being tired, but he’s full of energy.”

"That's what Prince Fu said."

At first, Prince Fu also suspected that Meng Chuan might have a very good physique.

The training intensity that day wasn't high enough, which is why he looked energetic the next day.

Therefore, he increased the intensity of his training.

Even though he trained Meng Chuan to the point of exhaustion, Meng Chuan was still in good spirits the next day.

Therefore, with Meng Chuan having used the "Hundred-Step Piercing Yang Hand" technique today, Prince Fu became even more certain.

Meng Chuan is very likely the legendary martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand!

"So you mean, besides teaching him the 'Hundred-Pace Piercing Hand' technique, you also want to teach him martial arts?"

Fifth Master looked at Prince Fu.

Not to mention Prince Fu, even Fifth Master would be eager to personally teach Meng Chuan martial arts right now.

Of course, this is on the premise that Meng Chuan is indeed a martial arts prodigy, as Prince Fu said.

Otherwise, he would have missed the best time for cultivation, and Meng Chuan would have achieved little despite a lifetime of hard work.

It would be better to just practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing).

If one cannot master ancient martial arts to a certain level, its lethality is not as good as that of ordinary Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) routines.

This way you don't have to suffer as much, and the results are more immediate!

"I want to try, but the hardships involved..."

Prince Fu hesitated as he spoke.

The hardships of training in ancient martial arts are beyond what ordinary people can endure.

Only real children don't yet know how to refuse or resist.

It is only under the coercion of adults that one can persevere.

Most adults who want to learn ancient martial arts give up halfway through.

"First, you need to confirm whether he is really suited to martial arts."

Fifth Master pondered for a full three minutes before finally speaking:

"If it's suitable, then practice it, practice it like crazy."

Fifth Master was really determined.

Although learning martial arts is tough, once you master it, you will be transformed.

Meng Chuan's character and abilities are almost impeccable.

Although Meng Chuan sometimes flirts with Fifth Master, Fifth Master knows that Meng Chuan is a man of principle.

The only drawback is that Meng Chuan doesn't know martial arts and lacks the ability to protect himself.

If Meng Chuan can truly master martial arts and become proficient in both, the Green Gang will welcome the greatest Green Gang leader in its history!

For the sake of the Green Gang's eternal prosperity, sacrificing Meng Chuan's "happiness" is worthwhile!

"I see."

Prince Fu also became excited, feeling eager to try it out.

At this moment, they are at Mar-a-Lago.

"Ah sneeze~"

Meng Chuan had just finished showering and came out of the bathroom when he suddenly sneezed:

"Damn it, who's insulting me?"

Meng Chuan cursed.

Just then, Yingdie, who was carrying dinner, walked in.

"Meng Chuan, have you caught a cold? Come on, have some hot soup, I'll feed you!"