Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Chapter 642 The Struggling Bull

The Bulls had no choice.

The position of the new godfather of the Mafia was too attractive to him.

Moreover, he had a gun in his hand, and even if he only had two bullets, it would be enough to intimidate Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan raised his hand expressionlessly, and Ying Die handed him an encrypted USB drive from the shadows, which he casually tossed to Bull.

"The copy of the black account is here; whether you verify it or not is up to you."

The bull immediately released Ruan Shengnan and caught her.

But his gun was still pointed at Nguyen Seng Nam.

"Can we let her go now?"

Meng Chuan's voice remained devoid of warmth.

"Back off! None of you are allowed to move, or don't blame me for shooting."

The bull roared loudly.

Meng Chuan and Ying Die could only step aside.

Bull tucked the USB drive into his pocket and slowly backed away from Meng Chuan.

Only after he had completely disappeared into the darkness did he turn around and frantically run off the bridge.

Meng Chuan and Ying Die could no longer see Bull's figure; they could only hear his hurried and heavy footsteps.

"Young Master! Giving him the ledger now is too risky! If he takes the ledger to Rothschild to negotiate and exposes you, the entire Green Gang will be dragged into this mess!"

Yingdie said to Meng Chuan with some concern.

Although this ledger will eventually have to be given to the Bulls, he is the most suitable person to take the blame.

But definitely not now.

Ideally, the Bulls would acquire it "accidentally," and whether they announce it or not, it would have nothing to do with Meng Chuan.

Now that Meng Chuan is choosing to give it to him directly, there are too many uncontrollable factors.

What if he foolishly goes to negotiate with Rothschild's people?

They will definitely expose Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan and the Green Gang would not be able to reap the benefits without doing so; instead, they would become the target of public criticism.

As Meng Chuan exited his inner demon state, the icy chill that had enveloped him vanished instantly.

The coldness in his eyes gradually settled into his usual calm.

He held Ruan Shengnan's arm and whispered:

"Are you OK?"

Meng Chuan still had some feelings for Ruan Shengnan.

Or rather, gratitude.

If it weren't for her, Chen Yiyi might have lost three lives.

Now that he had regained his composure and calm, Meng Chuan habitually showed her some concern.

This immediately stirred a wave of emotion within Ruan Shengnan.

"Little Lord!"

Ruan Shengnan suddenly looked up, her eyes reddening:

"It's really not worth taking this risk for me! It will only make the Green Gang..."

"There's no question of whether it's worth it or not. To me, every brother and sister in the Green Gang is like a brother to me."

Meng Chuan naturally smiled and interrupted her.

"But……"

Ruan Shengnan was even more moved.

But Meng Chuan interrupted with a meaningful smile:

"There are no buts. Now that things have already happened, the only remedy is to prevent him from having the opportunity to negotiate with Rothschild."

Yingdie was taken aback:

"Young Master, what do you mean?"

"Let Rothschild's men hunt him down."

Meng Chuan said with certainty.

Yingdie and Ruan Shengnan were taken aback.

Given the stature of Rothschild, even if they feared the Green Gang, they would never obey them.

Shadow Butterfly was the smartest; she immediately realized what was happening:

"Young Master, you mean we're pretending..."

"Let's leave here first! With such a big commotion tonight, it wouldn't be good if we got surrounded by the FBI."

Meng Chuan said.

Shadow Butterfly also realized what was happening.

The Lincoln is no longer drivable.

Even if it could be opened, it couldn't be, because it's all single-hole.

It would be too conspicuous to drive this on the street.

Yingdie opened the car's gas tank and used a lighter to ignite the Lincoln.

Amidst the raging fire, Meng Chuan and his two companions lifted three relatively intact mountain bikes and quickly drove away.

Meng Chuan did not return to the Green Gang Group building.

Instead, they went directly to Chen Yiyi's apartment.

When Meng Chuan arrived at the apartment, it was already past 3 a.m.

Chen Yiyi was still awake, clearly waiting for Meng Chuan.

When the two met again, they immediately embraced.

They both wished they could completely integrate the other into their own bodies.

Silent all night.

The next day, Meng Chuan took Chen Yiyi, Meng Zhiyun, and Meng Zhishu to Disneyland early in the morning.

Meng Chuan cherished this rare moment of joy for the family of four.

However, unlike Meng Chuan, who was enjoying himself immensely, the situation was quite different.

The current situation of the Bulls is rather tragic.

He fled the broken bridge last night.

They stole a car and fled to a farm in the countryside.

I spent the night shivering in the farm.

But he's also a tough guy.

He painstakingly removed the bullet from the gunshot wound in his arm.

That was from actually cutting open the wound and picking it out with your hands.

He had finally managed to get some sleep, but just as dawn was breaking, he was suddenly awakened by the barking of a dog.

He got up and saw that there were more than a dozen mountain bikes outside the farm.

It was exactly the same motorcycle as the assassins' motorcycles from last night.

"Shit! It's Rothschild's men again!"

The bull opened the wooden gate at the back of the farm almost without thinking.

There is a large forest behind this farm.

Bull may not be the smartest, but he is quite good at counter-surveillance.

He chose this location because it is backed by a large forest.

This was the escape route he had chosen last night.

The bull ran into the woods, but the roar of the motorcycles behind it grew ever closer.

The sound of cursing could also be faintly heard:

"Target entered the woodland, go go go!"

The motorcycle engine behind us was even louder.

The bull tumbled and crawled forward, his heart pounding in his throat.

As we drove through the dense forest, we saw a young man riding a motorcycle, stopping by the roadside to urinate.

The bull hopped on his motorcycle and sped off.

Only the young man's curses faded into the distance.

For the next three days, the bull struggled in a cycle of life and death.

But each time, he seems to have incredible luck and escape death by the skin of his teeth.

Surrounded by assassins disguised as dockworkers at the pier, they happen to run into patrolling police officers.

Hiding in an abandoned factory, surrounded, is a certain death trap.

He was in a hopeless situation, but luckily there was a small river behind the abandoned factory, which allowed him to drift away with the current.

Even the stolen escape car, just as they were about to be caught, suddenly had a tire blowout, which instead blocked the cars behind.

But each escape from death was followed by an even more intense pursuit.

While the bull was hiding inside a shipping container, he clearly heard the conversation outside:

"The boss said that Bull has bribery records involving high-ranking officials from nearly a hundred countries, as well as illicit funds from wars. It must be dealt with before he exposes it!"

"War...dirty money..."

The bull lay paralyzed inside the container, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

He finally realized that what he held in his hand was not a trump card for advancement, but a death warrant.

He dared not contact anyone anymore and could only hide in a corner of an internet cafe and open the contents of the USB drive.

The more he looked at what was inside, the more horrified he became.

"No wonder, no wonder Meng Chuan said that with this thing I could smoothly take over. And no wonder Rothschild would be so relentlessly hunting me down!"

The bull wiped the cold sweat from his face.

He logged into his social media account with trembling hands and posted several blurry screenshots of his account books.

It was accompanied by the following text:

"Stop! Or I'll send everything out!"