Supremely Talented Tyrant

Having said that, Hao Jian picked up He Zexi with one hand, his grip on He Zexi's throat tight as a vice. Terror mixed with panic in He Zexi's eyes as he looked at Hao Jian with a pleading gaze.

"What are you doing? Don't mess around!" Qiu Chenggong panicked as well. If He Zexi were to be killed by Hao Jian, he would also be in trouble.

"Du Yuelin, aren't you going to manage your teacher?" Qiu Chenggong shouted at Du Yuelin.

Du Yuelin showed a helpless smile, as if he had no control over Hao Jian at all.

Hao Jian lifted He Zexi with one hand, while the other hand poked He Zexi's body several times in succession, then threw He Zexi to the ground.

He Zexi suddenly felt his insides churning and vomited violently, spewing out the breakfast he had eaten that day.

"What, what did you do to me?" He Zexi asked in horror.

"Me? I've just crippled you," Hao Jian said coldly, annoyed by He Zexi's provocation.

He Zexi had always been too full of himself, looking down on everyone. If someone like him were not taught a lesson, he would never realize how many eyes Lord Ma has!

Upon hearing this, He Zexi's face turned deathly pale. "Eunuch without a 'handle'?" Would he become a cripple from now on?

"You, you, you." He Zexi cried pitifully, pointing a finger at Hao Jian, but he was unable to utter a word.

He was petrified, from now on to become a miserable wretch, devoid of human dignity. What joy would there be left in his life?

"I warned you before not to provoke me, and you didn't listen. You have no one to blame but yourself," Hao Jian sneered. "We're not on the same level. You can't beat me if you want to play."

Hao Jian had never really cared about He Zexi. If He Zexi hadn't mindlessly provoked him, Hao Jian wouldn't have bothered with him.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open just as he spoke, and He Rongsheng was wheeled in on a wheelchair.

Ever since he was beaten by Hao Jian at the auction, he hadn't recovered. His face was pale as paper, looking gravely ill, with mobility issues that required attendants for any movement, a truly miserable state.

As soon as He Rongsheng entered, he saw his son sprawled on the ground like a dead dog and couldn't help but freeze: "Zexi, what happened to you?"

"Dad, that bastard castrated me, he castrated me!" He Zexi screamed in tears, vengeance glinting in his eyes.

"What?" He Rongsheng was shocked and then his expression darkened, "Who did this? Who!?"@@novelbin@@

"It was him!" He Zexi abruptly pointed at Hao Jian not far away.

He Rongsheng's gaze shot towards Hao Jian, and upon realizing it was him, his whole being went numb.

Why was this guy here as well?

"Hey, Young Master He, long time no see," Hao Jian waved to He Rongsheng.

"Dad, you know him?" He Zexi was shocked, his own father knew Hao Jian?

"Would you look at that, we're really fated. You were crippled by me, and now your son has been crippled by me as well," Hao Jian said, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

"What?" He Zexi was stunned. His own father, crippled by Hao Jian? He had asked He Rongsheng before, but He Rongsheng had never told him, mainly because He Rongsheng felt it was disgraceful to have been beaten by an unknown upstart, hence he kept it from He Zexi.

But He Rongsheng never anticipated that He Zexi would encounter Hao Jian as well.

Hao Jian seemed to be the nemesis of him and his son. Every encounter with Hao Jian spelled disaster for them both.

"You crippled my son?" He Rongsheng's ferocious expression seemed as if he wanted to devour Hao Jian alive. It was one thing for Hao Jian to leave him crippled, but to ruin his son as well? Did they think the He Family was easy to bully?

"I can't be blamed for that, he came looking for trouble," Hao Jian said, sounding quite aggrieved.

"Kill him!" He Rongsheng roared in a frenzy, having long wanted to kill Hao Jian. If it weren't for Guo Shuxian whispering slander into his father's ears, causing his father to forbid him from making a move against Hao Jian, he would've had him killed long ago.

And now that Hao Jian had crippled He Zexi, how could He Rongsheng bear it?

"Don't kill him, I want him captured alive, then I'll torture him slowly to death!" He Zexi screamed through his tears, his expression quite sinister.

He couldn't let Hao Jian die so easily. He wanted to torture Hao Jian bit by bit, making him regret everything he had done to him.

The Martial Artists immediately advanced on Hao Jian, drawing blades from their waists.

Seeing this, Du Yuelin and the others changed expression drastically; were these people going to commit murder?

"Sir, let's discuss this," Du Yuelin quickly stepped forward to speak.

"Negotiate my ass, this kid has to die today, and if anyone fucking dares to interfere, I'll chop them up!" He Zexi roared.

"Bang Bang Bang."

Those martial artists were all kicked flying by Hao Jian, their bodies covered in wounds, having passed out.

He Zexi was shocked, He Rongsheng was shocked, everyone was shocked.

Of course, the most anxious ones were naturally He Zexi and his son. They couldn't understand why their family's elite couldn't even last a single round against Hao Jian.

It's not like they were supposed to cripple him, but they should have at least left some marks on him, right? But they hadn't even touched the hem of his clothes before getting knocked out, were they still considered experts?

He Zexi and his son nearly cried; useless subordinates meant the masters were in trouble too.

"Who did you say was going to die just now?" Hao Jian asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, looking at He Zexi.

"No, I was just kidding," He Zexi said with a blank expression, shaking his head, having immediately cowered.

"Coward." Hao Jian scoffed disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm a coward, I'm a piece of trash. Please have mercy and let us go," He Rongsheng also quickly spoke up. Where was the arrogance from before? Now as meek as a dog.

Du Yuelin and the others wore strange expressions. Just a moment ago, He Zexi and his son were full of bluster, but now they had beaten a hasty retreat. Such a drastic change was hard for them to accept.

"Why are you two so cheap?" Hao Jian couldn't help but express his disdain for the two shameless people.

"Yes, yes, we're cheap, we are all lowlifes," He Zexi also shamelessly agreed.

"Slap." Hao Jian slapped him across the face, making He Zexi's head spin, and said with disgust, "So cheap! Scram already!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll scram right now," He Zexi quickly pushed his father's wheelchair, scurrying away in a wretched manner.

Seeing the situation turn sour, Qiu Chenggong also hurriedly left, worried that Hao Jian would give him a beating too if he stayed.

"Director Wang, why don't you roll out with them? I think you should go be a director at the Business School," Hao Jian teased Wang Zhigang.

Wang Zhigang had an awkward expression but didn't dare say a word against it. With a cold snort, he left with his heart full of resentment.

"You've completely offended the He Family now; they won't let you off so easily," Du Yuelin said with some concern.

"Then let them come; these days, it's all about who has the bigger fist. They thought they could overpower me, and look how they ended up beaten like dogs. Nothing to fear," Hao Jian said, a scornful curve on his lips.

"Open spears are easy to dodge, but secret arrows are hard to guard against. It's still better to be careful. No matter how well you can fight, they have connections. If they get the army or the police to come after you, you can't exactly go against the law, can you?" Du Yuelin advised, worrying Hao Jian's casual attitude could land him in serious trouble someday.

But what Du Yuelin didn't know was that Hao Jian was used to riding out storms and considered such matters commonplace. The He Family Clan was nothing in his eyes.

In comparison to his past enemies, what was the He Family Clan?

"Don't worry, I have a plan. Besides, it won't be easy for them to touch me. You don't have to concern yourself; I'll have ways to deal with it. If they decide to trouble you while I'm away, just call me, and I'll handle it," Hao Jian said confidently with a smile.

Thus, Du Yuelin no longer tried to dissuade him; he shook his head with a wry smile, "Hao Jian, Hao Jian, who exactly are you? At first, I thought you were just a common healer, but this demeanor and your actions suggest otherwise. I've rarely been wrong in my life, but you, I really can't figure you out."

"You don't need to understand me, principal, just knowing me is enough," Hao Jian replied with a smile.

Du Yuelin gestured dismissively, "Go on then, I'll take care of your work issues. Come back early."

Hao Jian nodded and left Du Yuelin's office.

...

"Dad, what are we going to do? Are we really just going to let this go?" On the way back, He Zexi asked He Rongsheng with a downcast face.

"How could we just let it go? When that kid crippled me back then, your grandfather told me to endure it. Now, I want to see how much more the He Family can endure!" He Rongsheng said with a dark expression.

Hao Jian had harmed two core members of the He Family; if the He Family didn't respond, outsiders would definitely mock them. This time, the He Family was bound to take action, mobilizing all available forces to completely eradicate Hao Jian!

"It's not enough to just be able to fight in this world," He Rongsheng said hatefully.

After leaving Du Yuelin's office, Hao Jian intended to leave the school directly but passed by a deserted warehouse on his way out and heard cursing noises inside.

"Jiang Yutong, you've got some nerve, trying to seduce my boyfriend?" Several girls dressed like little gangsters surrounded a girl wearing glasses who looked bookish and meek.

The girl was very pretty, with a doll-like face, big eyes, and skin as white as milk, resembling a porcelain doll. Her delicate and frail appearance aroused pity.