Supremely Talented Tyrant

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Inside the instructor dormitory at the Chinese Medicine Hospital!

"Damn it, who the hell is throwing stones in hiding, look how they've smashed my head!" the buzz-cut instructor raged, feeling utterly displeased when he thought of the afternoon's events.

He had always been the one to bully others, when had he ever been bullied?

"We absolutely can't let this matter go, I must find the guy who did this!" the skinny instructor said through gritted teeth.

His fate was a bit worse than the buzz-cut instructor's, his head was cracked open, teeth knocked out, even his private parts had taken a severe blow.

"But we don't know who that person is, how can we drag him out?"

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"We may not know, but do you think those students don't know? It's clear that guy was helping those students. As long as we press those students, I don't believe they won't talk!" the skinny instructor snorted coldly.

"Tomorrow morning, call the brothers, we'll corner those little bastards in the dormitory together. If they don't talk, we'll beat them until they do."

Early the next day, before Luo Tong and the others had gotten out of bed, the dormitory door was kicked open by a foot, and several men in black rushed in, wielding wooden clubs.

"What are you doing?" Luo Tong woke up with a start, looking in horror at the men in black.

"Close the door!" the buzz-cut instructor told his brother, then he took off his mask.

"It's you?" Luo Tong exclaimed in shock.

"Quit the nonsense, who was the one who ambushed us with stones that day? Speak!" the skinny instructor demanded, brandishing a wooden club threateningly.

The other people in the dormitory gradually woke up one after another, hearing the instructors demanding Hao Jian's identity, they all chose to remain silent in unison.

"Not talking, eh?" the buzz-cut instructor glared furiously, swinging a club straight onto Luo Tong's head, instantly bursting it open.

"How can you beat someone like this? We're going to report you to the dean!" Zhang Jia said indignantly.

"If you survive to walk out of this dormitory, feel free to report us!" the skinny instructor glowered and said, having lost all reason by then.

He just wanted to find the guy who had dared to beat him up like this, emboldened by the knowledge that even if he caused trouble, his superior would cover for him.

Luo Tong and the others exchanged a look, then with stern faces, they spoke in chorus, "We don't know anything!"

Hao Jian had given up so much for them, how could they betray him?

"Good, good, good, you all have quite the backbone. Now, I want to see whether your bones are tougher, or whether the club in my hand is tougher!" the buzz-cut instructor bellowed with bulging eyes.

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"Why haven't Luo Tong and the others come to class?" In the classroom, Hao Jian noticed several people were missing altogether, knowing he had made it clear no one was to skip his class.

And this time, an entire dormitory's worth of people was missing.

"I don't know, they didn't say they wouldn't come," Che Xiaoxiao and the others were clueless.

Hao Jian felt something was amiss. If it were one person, there might be an excuse, but a whole group of people missing was baffling.

"This morning, when I passed by their dormitory, I heard arguing noises coming from inside, they should still be there." a male student spoke up.

"Arguing noises?" Hao Jian's eyebrows furrowed, putting down the textbook, "You all wait for me in the classroom, I'll go and see what's going on."

His instincts told him that it wasn't so simple!

And seeing Hao Jian like this, the other students also sensed something, looking at each other uncertainly.

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"Yating, do you think it was those two instructors from yesterday taking revenge on Luo Tong and the others, intentionally trapping them in the dorm?" someone asked Zhao Yating.

Zhao Yating was startled at first but then vehemently nodded, "Very likely!"

"I want to see for myself." No longer able to stay seated, Zhao Yating rose immediately and followed Hao Jian out.

With Zhao Yating taking action, naturally, the other students couldn't just stay put, so they all stood up and followed them out.

As Hao Jian ran to Luo Tong's dormitory, he had barely reached the door when he heard the crew-cut instructor's angry shouting from inside, "Alright, each one of you has a tough mouth, still refusing to tell who that guy is after getting beaten up like this."

Hearing this, Hao Jian's eyes instantly turned cold, and he kicked the dormitory door open.

"Who?" The crew-cut instructor and the others were startled and looked towards the door simultaneously.

"Teacher. Run fast."

By then, Luo Tong and the others were unrecognizable, bloodied and beaten, especially Luo Tong; blood gushed from his head, dyeing his entire face red, and he was already barely conscious.

Seeing Hao Jian arrive, Luo Tong's lips curled into a wry smile before he fainted.

Seeing this, the fury in Hao Jian's eyes intensified.@@novelbin@@

"What are you? Why are you here?" the skinny, dark instructor roared at Hao Jian.

"Was it you who beat them up like this?" Hao Jian asked, his gaze sharp.

"Kid, you look like you're a teacher, right? I'd advise you to mind your own business; it's better for you," the crew-cut instructor sneered coldly, weighing a wooden stick in his hand, the threat in his eyes obvious.

"Don't you want to know who threw the stone at you yesterday?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

"So it was you!" The crew-cut and skinny, dark instructors glared at Hao Jian menacingly.

"Initially, I just planned to teach you a lesson yesterday, but now I've changed my mind. I want you to regret what you've done today!" Hao Jian roared and charged at the two instructors.

"Beat him up!" The crew-cut and skinny, dark instructors also roared in unison.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang."

The dormitory erupted into chaos, and soon the few soldiers were beaten to the ground by Hao Jian, wailing nonstop.

Zhang Jia and the others, seeing this, all revealed a hint of madness in their smiles. Finally, these villains had received their just deserts!

Hao Jian picked up the wooden stick that the two instructors had been using and walked towards them.

"Don't mess around, I'm a soldier. Assaulting a soldier is a serious crime, you could go to prison for that," the crew-cut instructor was truly afraid, as Hao Jian was simply a demon; he indeed dared to cripple them!

"Soldier?" Hao Jian chuckled, shaking his head, then said with a chilling gaze, "Do you deserve that title?"

As his words ended, the stick fell, and only a terrible scream from the crew-cut instructor followed, his hand dripping with blood and trembling incessantly.

The wooden stick had been broken, and if nothing unexpected happened, the crew-cut instructor's hand must have been crushed.

"Don't, I know I was wrong," the skinny, dark instructor looked pitifully at Hao Jian, shaking his head incessantly.

As soon as he saw the cruel smile at the corner of Hao Jian's mouth, he knew that pleading was useless. He turned and crawled towards the door, shouting for help.

But Hao Jian wouldn't give him a chance, stepping on the skinny, dark instructor's heel firmly, looking down on him from above, "You've realized your mistake too late."