I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2797 - 1736: Technology Changes Lives (2)

Young man, you should be dressed in fine clothes and ride a spirited horse, you should be arrogant and domineering!

Long Tao squinted his eyes, showing impressive composure. With an unchanged smile, he said, "Mr. Jiang, if you have any thoughts, feel free to speak."

That Boss Jiang spoke candidly.

"I have a bodyguard, he’s decent in skills. If you don’t mind, could he first ask for some pointers from Mr. Long?"

Long Tao took a deep breath, feeling insulted.

He changed his mind.

Later, he wouldn’t hold back.

"No problem."

Jiang Chen laughed heartily.

"Mr. Long is indeed a master, straightforward."

"Jiang, you brought a bodyguard?"

Pei Linhan was surprised, "How come I didn’t see him?"

"Why let you see him. Now successful people, who doesn’t have a bodyguard with them when they go out?" Li Wanrong said.

It was only after Long Tao arrived that they gradually saw a side of their daughter, the boss, that she hadn’t shown them before.

Jiang Chen sent a message.

Pei Ning was at a loss, looking to her brother for help.

Pei Linhan silently nodded, now that things had come to this, it wouldn’t be appropriate for them to interfere further. They believed both sides would show discretion.

Seeing this, Pei Ning could only have someone take away the ink painting screen, moving other furnishings as well to make room, not spacious but not cramped either, sufficient for a friendly martial arts exchange.

Just in a few minutes.

A square-faced man entered the room, not the same guy who chatted with delivery man Zhao Fan in the morning, but dressed similarly, simply and efficiently. After entering, he bowed slightly to Jiang Chen.

"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chen nodded, issuing an extremely concise command, "Mr. Long is a master, go all out."

Long Tao had already left his seat, standing in the makeshift space, not bothering to look at the bodyguard who walked in.

To ordinary people, a bodyguard is quite prestigious, but in practice, they’re just some leftover scraps.

He didn’t even take off his jacket.

Under the Pei family’s scrutinizing gaze, the square-faced bodyguard walked by the tea table, stepping into the "battle zone," finally entering Long Tao’s field of vision.

Long Tao grinned, recalling the scenes from his battles in Brother Liao’s Underground Fighting Arena, suddenly finding this a bit amusing.

"Jiang, is your bodyguard any good?"

Li Wanrong asked in a low voice, a bit worried, after all, familiarity breeds partiality. If the bodyguard couldn’t hold up, then Jiang himself would have to step in.

"Don’t worry, aunt."

Boss Jiang was as calm as ever, as if everything was under control, confident to the point where no one knew why he was so sure.

"I heard Long Tao once killed people, quite a few."

Unlike her sister-in-law, Pei Ning couldn’t say too much because of her position, so she could only remind in this roundabout way.

"Mm, I heard his punches are fast and fierce, comparable to Bruce Lee." Pei Linhan nodded in agreement, making it seem important.

Boss Jiang certainly couldn’t admit that he also killed people, and even killed Long, unlike Long Tao, he needed to maintain his gentle, humble, and refined image.

"Uncle Pei, Aunt Pei, have you ever heard a saying?"

Pei Ning was slightly stunned, then instinctively asked, "What saying?"

"Beyond seven steps, biu is fast, within seven steps, biu is both fast and accurate."

Beside the tea table.

The Pei family was left in a daze.

Pei Yunxi’s gaze shifted to the battle zone.

In strategy, look down on your opponent; in tactics, take them seriously. Once in combat mode, Long Tao would not underestimate any opponent. Once both were in position, without any hesitation, he swiftly attacked aggressively, his expression cold and fierce, moving as agile as a dragon, aiming to end the first fight as quickly as possible.

His punches were indeed fast, ahead of his steps. Though his body hadn’t reached, the wind already had, fingers clenched into a fist, arm stretching out like a monkey, force emanating from the waist, a fierce close-range force smashing straight towards the opponent’s chin.

If this hit, it would definitely be game over, the chin would suffer a comminuted fracture at the very least, and might need reconstructive surgery for repair.

But the issue is.

Long Tao wouldn’t underestimate his opponent.

Would Boss Jiang take his opponent lightly?

Even if he seemed like a greenhorn, an ignorant "thin dog", in reality, he’d weathered great storms, his experiences far grander than this Hui City district’s top dog.

Moreover.

This was in front of the Pei family.

To talk down to earth.

He was here to show off.

Not to act like a fool.

The fight indeed ended quickly, not even lasting a round, Long Tao’s fist froze in mid-air, just three centimeters or so from the target, yet in a clash of experts, a small distance is worlds apart.

The henchman—no, the bodyguard, upon entering, received a secret signal from Boss Jiang immediately.

Indeed.

It was those four words.

[Giving It My All]

As a subordinate, faithfully obeying the boss’s orders is the highest duty, so this square-faced man chose to give it his all. A small, well-crafted object, just like Long Tao’s fist, was raised into the air, even though its barrel was a bit further away from Long Tao, at least half an arm’s length.

The previously heated atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Except for Pei Yunxi, whose composure was astonishing and showed no signs of disturbance from start to end, her parents, aunt, and even her uncle, who had a bit of literary integrity and didn’t quite align with the secular world, were all shocked.

As ordinary people, where in real life would they have the opportunity to see something like biubiu?

Though they were family of a superstar, in some sense, they truly belonged to ordinary people.

Pei Linhan was shocked beyond words.

Earlier, he was pondering what it meant when they say biu is fast beyond seven steps, and both fast and accurate within seven steps. It turns out, it really was biu?!

Of course.

Sitting at the tea table, no matter how frightened, they were after all outsiders, and the impact wasn’t as great as that on Long Tao, who was facing the biu. Retracting a fist given with all one’s strength wasn’t an easy task.

Without breaking a sweat, his gaze couldn’t stop flickering, dark, questioning, absurd... all emotions turned into an indescribable laugh.

"Is this a game?"

The square-faced man was even more straightforward and quick, as a crisp "click" was heard, loading the bullet, and afterward, he looked at him expressionlessly, seemingly not having moved.

Hmm.

It was clearly not a replica toy.

This probably counts as a round, right?

Long Tao’s smile vanished, staring fixedly at the opponent standing in the same spot without moving an inch from start to finish, his complexion shifting between blue and white, the fist he swung still suspended mid-air.

Being able to maintain this pose with the arm not trembling for so long already showed he was truly a master.

It’s a pity.

The era of conquering the world with fists and feet is long gone. Technology changes life; even the highest stele in martial arts seldom sees combat now.

Except for certain individuals.

In this moment, were it a brainless antagonist in a melodramatic show, they’d definitely say: "Do you dare to shoot?"

But to become a regional top dog, such a person perhaps has complex and varied personalities, differing attitudes, but would they be brainless?

This person dared to openly draw a gun on him and brazenly load the bullet.

Whether he pulls the trigger is no longer important.

"Jiang..."

Pei Linhan stiffly turned his head, opened his mouth. Even though he knew the opponent’s amiability was just courtesy, seeing the opponent reveal their true colors, even if it was possibly just the tip of the iceberg, he still lacked mental preparedness.

Boss Jiang is to blame.

The change was too rapid.

Without a transition process, one moment a respectful and modest junior, the next transformed into an enigmatic master of life and death, how can one accept smoothly?

"Uncle Pei, don’t worry, there’s a gun permit."

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After giving a slight smile to Pei Linhan, Jiang Chen turned his head, his laughter as vibrant as ever.

"Mr. Long, thanks for conceding."

Damn.

No shame indeed.

Is this glorious winning?

This counts as cheating!

As expected.

Cheating becomes addictive.

The square-faced man lowered his arm,

Long Tao also slowly relaxed his fist, not angrily launching a sneak attack. Putting aside whether the opponent won honorably, he rather manfully accepted the result.

"Mr. Long, please don’t mind. You should be quite familiar with Brother Liao Xiangdong, right? He owes me something, so I played a joke on you."

Long Tao turned, looked again at the young man with the gentle smile, his mindset completely overturned.

"Long was blind, thanks to Mr. Jiang’s generosity."

No humiliation, no coercion.

Only calmness and sincerity.

The Pei family’s minds turned blank, even more than the shock felt from witnessing the biu.

They understood Long Tao’s strength, eating both black and white, one could say, as long as in Hui City, any trouble could be resolved.

Yet such a fierce character was confronted with a biu and not only wasn’t angry but instead became humble and even apologized willingly?

"Not an outsider either."

Boss Jiang chuckled. If the square-faced man wasn’t standing there, he’d be indistinguishable from the braggart "thin dog" earlier.

"Come, sit, let’s continue drinking tea."