roccoschili Chapter 395 Deadpool's Cruel Training Methods
Chapter 395 Deadpool's Cruel Training Methods
The battle damage was quickly tallied.
Of the thirty-five battle hall experts, three died on the spot.
One of them was shielding Meng Chuan from a bullet with his own body.
If it weren't for him, Meng Chuan would already be a corpse by now.
Two people were seriously injured and disabled, while the others suffered injuries of varying degrees.
This battle was incredibly fierce.
However, they wiped out all the Deadpools, a total of twenty-three.
"For the brothers who are killed or disabled, I will personally contribute ten times the amount on top of the Green Gang's compensation."
Meng Chuan looked at the powerful warrior in front of him and said:
"Their families will be properly taken care of. Anyone who dares to bully their families in the future will be my enemy, Meng Chuan."
These people all died protecting Meng Chuan. Even with ten times the compensation, Meng Chuan still felt sorry for them.
Meng Chuan never thought he was any more noble than anyone else!
We are all human beings, and all living beings are equal.
Honestly, if they weren't true family, Meng Chuan wouldn't have gone to the point of taking a bullet for someone else.
"Thank you, young master."
The powerful warrior looked at Meng Chuan with gratitude.
The reason they dared to fight was because the Green Gang was their backing.
Even if they were to die in battle, they would not be afraid.
Because they have no worries about the future.
Because they knew that the Green Gang would treat their descendants well.
The young master showed them ten times the favor, how could they not be grateful?
"Life is precious, and I cannot accept your thanks."
Meng Chuan shook his head, then said to Ying Die:
"Yingdie, you personally handle the compensation matters. As for the other wounded brothers, make sure they receive the best medical care. I'll pay for it."
“Shadow Butterfly understands.”
Yingdie solemnly said:
"The wounded brothers should get treatment as soon as possible. The rest of you should clean up the battlefield and leave no trace."
Yingdie gave the order, and everyone began to move.
"Young Master, let's go!"
Prince Fu also stepped forward at the opportune moment and spoke to Meng Chuan.
The commotion here is too great, and no one can guarantee that there aren't any Deadpools left.
It's safest to leave first.
Meng Chuan nodded before getting back into the car.
Yingdie drove Meng Chuan and Fu Wang towards the city.
"vomit!"
However, after leaving the abandoned factory area, Meng Chuan began to vomit.
The scene just now was too bloody. Meng Chuan had never seen anything like it before.
Limbs and torsos were scattered all over the ground, and blood stained the ground red.
This was a scene straight out of hell.
Even now, Meng Chuan still feels the smell of blood in the air he breathes in.
However, facing so many brothers from the Battle Hall, Meng Chuan, being the young master, could only suppress his anger.
"Haha! It's okay, you'll get used to it after a few more times."
Suddenly, Prince Fu laughed.
He was just thinking to himself, "Young Master is no ordinary person!"
To remain calm and composed in the face of such a situation is truly worthy of being chosen by Fifth Master.
This is a natural leader.
Unexpectedly, Meng Chuan still vomited!
"These Deadpools are terrifying!"
Meng Chuan ignored the Prince of Fu's mockery.
He said, still shaken.
"They are almost all like Yingdie back then. They have undergone rigorous selection since before they could remember, choosing those with good physical fitness and strong will to undergo high-intensity military training."
Prince Fu said solemnly:
"At the same time, we instill the concept of loyalty and righteousness, and use the lure of benefits to control their thoughts."
"They have no feelings, no fear, no desires, and they don't even have a concept of death."
"It is precisely because they have no concept of death that they can often exert 200% of their fighting power."
Meng Chuan nodded in deep agreement.
It's not that the warriors of the Battle Hall aren't strong enough, but that these death servants are all reckless!
This also confirms the old saying:
The wicked fear the ruthless, the ruthless fear the strong, and the strong fear the reckless.
When a person reaches a point where they are willing to risk their life, the destructive power they unleash is often terrifying.
"The people who created these Deadpools are truly inhuman!"
Meng Chuan said through gritted teeth.
Perhaps many families in this world train these Deadpools.
Meng Chuan couldn't control the others, but the Goman family had already sent Deadpool to deal with him.
This feud has already been formed, and if given the chance, Meng Chuan will definitely not let the Gao Man family off the hook.
"I wonder how many Deadpools they brought."
Meng Chuan said with some concern.
"Even if it's not all, there shouldn't be much left."
"That's what Prince Fu said."
“How come you see?”
Meng Chuan asked.
"You think these Deadpools are so easy to train?"
Prince Fu explained:
"Ten thousand children were used to train Deadpool, and at least half of them died during the training process because they could not withstand such cruel training."
"The remaining five thousand children will be made to fight each other. Because they have been together day and night since childhood and trained together, it is inevitable that they will develop feelings for each other."
"In order to eradicate their humanity and emotions, fewer than a hundred people survived in the end."
"Finally, in order to train their courage and fighting skills, they will be thrown into the cages of lions or tigers."
"Of the children who survived, only one in a hundred survived."
Meng Chuan was horrified.
Those trained in this way are truly killing machines.
This is truly one in a million.
Even if you train 10,000 children, it's very likely that none of them will survive.
"In other words, the twenty-odd Death Servants we killed today were selected from at least two hundred thousand people."
Prince Fu said:
"For an average family, it's already quite rare to have a dozen or twenty death servants."
Meng Chuan nodded. Having money was secondary if he wanted to train so many Deadpools.
It's something that can only be encountered by chance.
"This battle will be enough to make the Goman family feel the pain for a long time."
As Prince Fu was speaking, his tone suddenly changed, and he looked at Meng Chuan with great seriousness:
"Let's put Deadpool aside for now. Tell me how you suddenly knocked Deadpool down with a hand grip strengthener?"
This can be described as Meng Chuan giving Prince Fu a huge surprise.
He hasn't even officially started teaching Meng Chuan the Hundred-Pace Piercing Willow Technique yet!
These days I've been laying the groundwork for Meng Chuan.
But before, at the critical moment...
He witnessed firsthand that Meng Chuan had completely mastered the essence of the Hundred-Step Piercing Hand technique.
Both the technique of exerting force and the accuracy are almost impeccable.
If it weren't for the fact that Prince Fu was certain Meng Chuan was just an ordinary person.
He was starting to suspect that Meng Chuan might have studied martial arts before or had some martial arts background.
He personally investigated the records of Meng Chuan's ancestors for eighteen generations in great detail.
The candidate for the young leader of the Green Gang must have a clean and honest background.
However, Meng Chuan's previous move was inexplicable from an ordinary person's perspective.
"I've seen you use it before, and it just came out of my head."
Meng Chuan said.
When he saw that powerful warrior from the Battle Hall take a bullet for him.
A strange power surged from Meng Chuan's body.
He genuinely and subconsciously imitated Prince Fu's movements, using the "Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand" technique.
"You only saw me use it a few times and you were able to do it yourself? Have you been secretly practicing behind my back at Mar-a-Lago these past two days?"
Prince Fu stared at Meng Chuan in utter shock.
“Every night when I get home, Yingdie feeds me dinner. I can’t even hold chopsticks, so how can I have the strength to practice?”
Meng Chuan smiled wryly.
Prince Fu stared in astonishment, speechless...