Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan returned to the ward, settled her mother, and then walked out of the hospital, ready to get in the car and leave.

But just at this moment, over a dozen figures wielding steel pipes and machetes came rushing out of a nearby alleyway, blocking their way.

Kang Xingui took the lead, sneering at Hao Jian:

"Kid, I told you, our Martial Evil Hall wouldn't let matters rest just like that. Your death is certain!"

Hao Jian had indeed anticipated that Kang Xingui wouldn't just drop the matter, but he didn't expect that Kang would come for him so soon.

Behind Kang Xingui were more than a dozen people, and among these men, three had an arrogant demeanor, standing slightly to the front, obviously of a different status.

Hao Jian looked at them and sneered back:

"You've called in Martial Artists for help, no wonder you're so arrogant."

Right after leaving the office, Kang Xingui immediately contacted his subordinates, and upon learning that two Martial Artists were handling affairs, he called them over at once.

"Kid, don't think that just because you're a Martial Artist, you're amazing. I have Martial Artists under my control too," Kang Xingui said with a sinister smile, looking as if he had Hao Jian in the bag:

"So tell me, today, are you planning to break an arm or a leg?"

"Can I break a strand of hair?" Hao Jian plucked one of his hairs and, with a dead-serious face, offered it to Kang Xingui.

"Boss, he means to give you a strand of hair, he's deliberately insulting you!" one of Kang Xingui's underlings interjected.

Smack!

Kang Xingui, driven by rage, slapped him across the face, rebuking, "Do you think I don't know that? Why the hell are you running your mouth?"

The struck underling touched his face, aggrieved, and dared not speak again.

Immediately afterward, Kang Xingui turned to Hao Jian, his rage turning to a mocking laugh:

"You're quite bold, kid, mocking me even at this moment. Today, I'll let you know the consequences of offending our Martial Evil Hall!"

"Break his limbs; I want him to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair! And seize that little wench too; I want to taste what this kid's girlfriend has to offer."

Kang Xingui's gaze turned lasciviously towards Yuan Shanshan, musing that Hao Jian really had good fortune with women to have such a beautiful girlfriend.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Shanshan's pretty face turned instantly pale, while Hao Jian's face darkened, not because Kang Xingui wanted to cripple him, but because of his improper thoughts toward Yuan Shanshan.

The three Martial Artists now displayed aggressive grins, clenching their fists, striding towards Hao Jian.

Their ferocious aura, like that of starving wolves, chilled to the bone.

Seeing this scene, Hao Jian sighed softly:

"I really don't want to hurt anyone. Kneel down, knock your head on the ground three times, then get lost immediately; I'll act as if none of this ever happened, how about that?"

He truly wanted to keep the peace, his heart set on returning to a quiet life, and he didn't wish to get entangled with forces like the Martial Evil Hall.

But to Kang Xingui and his men, his words took on a different meaning!

What?

Kang Xingui and his men were flabbergasted. Let them go? Where did this kid get his confidence from?

They froze for a moment, then burst into boisterous laughter.

"Haha… Boss, I think this kid is scared out of his wits, he's started talking nonsense!" one of the underlings exclaimed in amazement.

"He's actually asking the boss to kneel and knock his head on the ground, he fancies himself Ye Wen, thinking he can take on ten at once, hahaha."

"More like he thinks he's Martial God Guan Yu, aiming to fend off thousands by himself! Oh mighty god, please spare me, I'm so scared," mocked the other underlings, nearly choking with laughter. Hao Jian's words were as absurd as a lamb about to be slaughtered telling the butcher, "Just put down your knife, kneel and apologize, and I won't kill you."

At this moment, even the three Martial Artists couldn't help but wear sinister smiles. This kid was so confident in his own ability to win against them alone—it was simply ignorance leading to his doom.

Hao Jian shook his head with regret, "It seems I have still been too merciful."

"Cripple him!"

Kang Xingui's face twisted with ferocity as he yelled out, completely losing his patience. At this moment, he didn't want to see Hao Jian's arrogant face anymore.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh."

Three Martial Artists burst forth in an instant, throwing punches and kicks that exploded towards Hao Jian with a burst of sonic booms.

Hao Jian wore a sneer but did not dodge or flinch, clearly not taking them seriously at all.

Courting death!

Witnessing this scene, the three Martial Artists were all filled with rage as they felt belittled, and the force of their punches and kicks surged several times in an instant.

They were not just looking to cripple Hao Jian now; they wanted to kill him!

But just as they were about to make contact with Hao Jian, his figure suddenly vanished like a gust of wind.

At this point, the pupils of the three men shrank, and they froze in place, maintaining their original stances like statues.

Soon after, Hao Jian's silhouette appeared behind them, his lips curled in a slight cold smile.

Kang Xingui and his companions were stupefied. What had happened? Why weren't the three Martial Artists moving anymore?

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Suddenly, at that moment, they heard a simultaneous muffled grunt from the trio, and then their bodies went limp, collapsing to the ground.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"What... what did you do to them?"

Kang Xingui stared at Hao Jian as if he had seen a ghost. What exactly had Hao Jian done to these three Martial Artists that they had all fainted? Were all three of them together not a match for Hao Jian?

How... how is that possible?

"Me? I just simply crippled them," said Hao Jian with an indifferent expression. Practicing Martial Arts to commit crimes, such people were simply a disgrace to Martial Arts!

"What?"

Kang Xingui felt a tingling in his scalp. Hao Jian had crippled these Martial Artists, so how would he explain this to the Big Boss?

These Martial Artists were borrowed from a very terrifying power by the Big Boss; they had helped Martial Evil Hall take over Hua City by sending some manpower to assist.

But if that powerful group found out that because of his personal vendetta, he had caused them to lose several Martial Artists for nothing, they would definitely hold him accountable!

At that thought, Kang Xingui felt as though he was a dead man!

All he wanted to know was who Hao Jian really was. Any of those three Martial Artists could take on a hundred foes on their own, but they were all crippled in an instant by Hao Jian without even touching the hem of his robe.

Could this young man really be as formidable as Martial God Guan Yu?

"Don't be so surprised, you will end up like them in a bit," Hao Jian said with a sneer that was not quite a smile.

Seeing Hao Jian's smile, Kang Xingui was struck with horror. What did this guy plan to do to him?

Hao Jian started to move toward Kang Xingui.

"Stop him! Stop him now!" Kang Xingui screamed in terror, pushing his subordinates forward.

Although these subordinates knew they were no match for Hao Jian, they had no choice but to obey Kang Xingui's orders. Otherwise, if Kang Xingui got angry later, they would all die. It was better to be beaten up than to be killed.

But they quickly ended up just like the three Martial Artists, sprawled on the ground.

Hao Jian stood in front of the petrified Kang Xingui, smiling faintly:

"You were planning to cripple my arms and legs just now, so now that I am crippling yours, you shouldn't have any complaints, right?"

"Crack, crack."

A few sounds of bones breaking, and Kang Xingui rolled on the ground, howling in agony.