“Smack!”
Huang Jinrong's slap struck Lu Xiaojia across the face, and the original owner died on the spot.
Lin Chen opened his eyes to find himself in the body of the Republic of China's most notorious playboy. The System blared an alarm:
[Reputation: -999! Mission: Make all of Shanghai submit within three days, or be erased!]
The military governor was ready to storm Huang's mansion with guns?
Lin Chen stopped him and produced a gilded invitation: “Please honor us with your presence at the Grand Stage tomorrow night, Boss Huang. Come enjoy the opera.”
All of Shanghai was waiting to see him kneel and beg for mercy?
Instead, he sat in the seat of honor, a gun pressed to the back of Huang Jinrong's head. “It's time to bury the old rules.”
He recruits Du Yuesheng, builds an arsenal, trains a ruthless army, and exchanges points in the System shop for tank blueprints...
When a steel tide rolled over the warlord positions, the world was stunned:
What kind of wastrel is this? He's a chaos-era dragon, raised by the System!
