Supremely Talented Tyrant

Gazing at his not-so-imposing but very reassuring silhouette, a mist of confusion swirled in Xiao Qiang\'s beautiful eyes.

"Let\'s go up too!" Tie Shan roared, Hao Jian had gone up, and there was no reason for them to just stand by and watch.

Eight people rushed toward the twenty-some opponents; Hao Jian took the lead, charging into the crowd, and then it was like a wolf entering a sheep pen—wherever his fists and feet went, injury followed, and bodies thudded down to the ground one by one.

Tie Shan and the others, shouting vehemently as they charged, were about to start fighting when they realized that all their opponents had already fallen, without even a shadow standing!

Everything had happened so quickly that Tie Shan and his men simply couldn\'t react in time.

"Did one person take them all down?"

Gulp!

Tie Shan and the others swallowed hard, incredulously staring at Hao Jian, asking themselves, was this guy even human? How long did it take him? Three minutes? Or just one?

"What, is something the matter?" Hao Jian said with a smile.

He didn\'t mean to stand out so much, but the problem was if he hadn\'t done that, Old Zhang and the others might have been beaten. Old Zhang was over fifty this year, definitely an older man, and at this age, a knock or a bump was no joke.

"Dude, you\'re ridiculously formidable." Having recovered, Tie Shan and the others were ecstatic to the extreme!

Looking at Hao Jian, their eyes sparkled with excitement, as if at that moment, Hao Jian had become an idol to them all.

To defeat thirty or forty armed thugs in just a few minutes was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

Xiao Qiang, too, was utterly taken aback; her thoughts affirmed that this guy was truly extraordinary.

Just then, Hao Jian turned his gaze toward Zhuang Yibin and Brother Hu.

Not far off, Zhuang Yibin and Brother Hu, seeing Hao Jian looking their way, shuddered violently.

"You, planning to stand up for him?" Hao Jian said to Brother Hu, his smile more sneer than grin.

"No, no, no, I\'m just passing by. Just passing through."

Brother Hu, swallowing his saliva, shook his head like a rattle-drum, not wanting to court death against such a monster.

"Brother Hu, you—" Zhuang Yibin looked at Brother Hu in astonishment, the bastard was about to abandon him?

"Sorry brother, it\'s not that I don\'t want to help you, but we really can\'t afford to mess with the person you\'ve offended," Brother Hu said with a wry smile, then quickly waved to his men:

"Let\'s get out of here!"

He had met Zhuang Yibin in a bar, and because Zhuang Yibin was generous with his money, Brother Hu had bonded with him.

Between them, at most, they were fair-weather friends, and certainly nowhere near the point of risking their lives for Zhuang Yibin.

The defeated ones supported each other getting into their cars and leaving, leaving a litter of steel pipes and iron weapons behind.

And at that moment, only Zhuang Yibin remained, standing there alone, looking rather ridiculous.

Hao Jian crossed his arms, taking strides toward him.

Zhuang Yibin\'s expression froze, and he instinctively stepped back several steps: "Don\'t mess around, I warn you, or I\'ll call the police."

"Call the police? Do you think that will help? Who saw me touch you?"

Hao Jian sneered, as around them, there was no one else; even if he beat Zhuang Yibin or killed him, probably no one would know.

Hao Jian walked up to Zhuang Yibin, smiled faintly, then abruptly reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed Zhuang Yibin\'s throat:

"Remember what I told you before? You only have one choice, and that is to be disabled!"

Zhuang Yibin\'s face paled instantly, and then he almost cried out to Xiao Qiang:

"Xiao Qiang, for the sake of our acquaintance, save me."

He was scared, truly scared. Because he could tell, Hao Jian was not joking, and with his skills, disabling him would be as easy as playing with an egg.

He didn\'t want to end up disabled; otherwise, his life would be ruined.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiang\'s expression also hesitated, seemingly reluctant.

"How can you still want to protect someone who was going to sell you to someone else?"

Hao Jian looked at Xiao Qiang with a bizarre smile, waiting for her decision!

If Xiao Qiang asked him to spare Zhuang Yibin, he would agree, but he would never pity her again afterward.

For the pitiable must have something detestable, and if Xiao Qiang is willing to be harmed, how does she deserve anyone else\'s pity?

Xiao Qiang shivered slightly, her expression flickering briefly before she finally seemed to make up her mind, "No, I don\'t intend to protect him."

Remembering all that Zhuang Yibin had done before, Xiao Qiang found it hard to feel any sympathy for him, her heart had grown cold. If it were not for Hao Jian and the others being here today, she might have already been forced into submission.

"You bitch, I won\'t let you get away with this!!!"

Seeing Xiao Qiang not coming to his rescue, Zhuang Yibin instantly became infuriated and began cursing with a resentful expression.

"Slap."

Hao Jian directly slapped him across the face, the force of the slap was so well measured that it knocked out Zhuang Yibin\'s teeth.

Zhuang Yibin was dazed, seeing stars, his head swaying, and he occasionally made groaning noises.

"Go wait for me in the car." Hao Jian threw the car keys to Xiao Qiang; the things he planned to do next might make Xiao Qiang uncomfortable.

Xiao Qiang took the keys and hesitated for a moment before ultimately choosing to leave.

Hao Jian left Zhuang Yibin on the ground, then picked up a baseball bat from the ground, towering over Zhuang Yibin with an indifferent expression.

"Don\'t hurt me. I can give you money, a lot of money!"

Zhuang Yibin lay on the ground, looking pitifully at Hao Jian without his earlier arrogance, like a dog that had lost its home, he even started crying without any sense of pride.

"Alright, two million." Hao Jian demanded a large sum.

"Two million? But I don\'t have that much money," Zhuang Yibin lowered his head.

"No money? Then you\'ll just have to accept your fate," Hao Jian scoffed.

"Can you ask for less? You\'re asking for too much," Zhuang Yibin pleaded.

He really felt like crying now, it had turned out to be a case of \'the biter bit.\' No possibility of promotion, no girlfriend, and now his money was gone too. Whether he would still have his legs in a few moments was yet another issue.

"Too much? I\'m only doing what you did."

Hao Jian burst into laughter; just earlier Zhuang Yibin had demanded one million from Xiao Qiang, and he was merely following the example set.

"." And Zhuang Yibin fell silent.

"It seems you really don\'t have that much money. Since that\'s the case, I can\'t be blamed," Hao Jian raised the baseball bat, ready to strike.

"No, no, I\'ll give it!"

Zhuang Yibin hurriedly shouted, though he was just pretending. Regardless, as a high-salaried white-collar worker with an annual income of millions, there\'s no way he didn\'t have two million in savings.

Zhuang Yibin was crying without tears. Now, he could only think of it as paying to avoid disaster.

Then Hao Jian provided his bank account details, for Zhuang Yibin to transfer the money.

"The money has been transferred to you," Zhuang Yibin put down his phone, looking fearfully at Hao Jian.

"Ding."

Just then, Hao Jian\'s phone received a message, indicating that the money had arrived!

Hao Jian glanced at his phone, then started laughing:

"Indeed, the money has been received."

Yet he still raised the baseball bat, his face mocking:

"But I still don\'t plan to let you go."