Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian walked out of the military base on foot, and as soon as he stepped out of the entrance, he saw a familiar vehicle waiting for him.

Heading towards Xu Donghe with a brisk stride, Hao Jian laughed and said, "It seems like your handiwork."

"I've recently been planning to do some charity work domestically, preparing to build a high-speed road for the country. When I found out you were in trouble, I went to the bigwigs at the Provincial Department and threatened them that if they didn't get you out, the construction plan would be indefinitely shelved.

Naturally, for the sake of a high-speed road, they chose to sell out Liang Jiankun and his ilk," Xu Donghe said with a smile.

"Money really does make the world go 'round," Hao Jian chuckled.

"It all depends on how you use it. Get in the car, I'll drive you home," Xu Donghe said.

Xu Donghe had originally planned to take Hao Jian back to Guo Shuxian and Che Xiaoxiao, but Hao Jian requested to stay at a hotel and told Xu Donghe to have his niece come find him there when she was ready to leave.

That night, Hao Jian called Guo Shuxian and Che Xiaoxiao to reassure them of his safety, but he didn't reveal his location to them.

Because Hao Jian had also come to realize that even if he returned to a normal life, his list of enemies was growing. Continuing to interact with Guo Shuxian and the others could end up dragging them down with him in the future.

It was time for Hao Jian to distance himself from them, he thought.

In the early morning, Hao Jian was woken up by a series of urgent knocks on the door. Annoyed, he opened the door, only to be greeted by a strikingly beautiful woman standing at his doorstep.

The woman was dressed casually, with camouflage pants and a beige shirt, her hair tied in a ponytail, arms crossed while she gazed at Hao Jian. She exuded a graceful and mature air, giving off a vibe of a caring older sister.

Hao Jian was taken aback and couldn't help but whistle flippantly, "Hey, beauty, are you lost? Want to come in and have a seat?"

Seeing Hao Jian's frivolity, the woman immediately frowned displeasedly, "Are you Hao Jian?"

"And you are... Elder Xu's niece, Cheng Weiwei?" Hao Jian looked Cheng Weiwei up and down, thinking she was quite a looker.

"My grandfather said you were some kind of expert, but as far as I can see, you're nothing special," Cheng Weiwei walked in, making herself at home with a somewhat imperious air. This was probably related to her being spoiled in the past, hence she often acted without considering others' feelings.

As Cheng Weiwei entered, a dozen or so others followed her in, clearly part of her team.

The team members were both male and female, but they all shared one common characteristic: they were all very young.

Because they were young, were they naïve? Hao Jian touched his nose, pondering this to himself.

Cheng Weiwei's teammates were all sizing up Hao Jian, one particularly handsome young guy with doubt in his voice said, "Weiwei, this is the bodyguard your grandfather arranged for you? Can this scrawny guy really protect you?"

From his perspective, Hao Jian didn't look like a bodyguard at all, but more like a teacher.

Cheng Weiwei herself felt humiliated and thus chose to remain silent.

"What's your name?" the young man asked Hao Jian arrogantly.

"Hao Jian," Hao Jian replied with a forced smile, not particularly fond of this pretty boy.

"I'm Chu Zhixin. Here's 200,000 yuan. Take it and don't follow us. With your stature, you'd be of no help to us, just a burden," Chu Zhixin handed Hao Jian a check. Stay tuned for updates on My Virtual Library Empire

Chu Zhixin was obviously the son of a wealthy family, hence his lavish gesture.

Hao Jian glanced indifferently at the check in Chu Zhixin's hand and smiled faintly, "I was entrusted by someone, and I will not accept even a dime."

"Not a dime? I bet you think it's too little," Chu Zhixin snorted, then added another zero to the check, sneering, "Take another look at the number. I believe you'll be satisfied."

"I think I made myself quite clear just now. Unless you're deaf, you should understand what I'm saying," Hao Jian ridiculed.

"You..." Chu Zhixin was starting to get irritated.

"Enough, don't waste your effort. My grandfather has already said, if I want to go abroad, I have to bring him along. If I don't, I can't leave the country," Cheng Weiwei said indifferently, then approached Hao Jian, "Since my grandfather thinks so highly of you, I suppose you must have some exceptional skills, right?"

"With him being skin and bones, what exceptional skills could he possibly have? Kid, let me show you what a real bodyguard is like!" Chu Zhixin laughed conceitedly, then clapped his hands.

Suddenly, the sound of uniform footsteps came from outside, and a group of burly men in military attire appeared before everyone, about a dozen in total, each towering over one meter ninety, with the tallest exceeding two meters, all of them robust and all foreigners.

"Young Master!" The imposing men all bowed to Chu Zhixin, looking orderly and disciplined.@@novelbin@@

"These mercenaries are arranged by my dad. Any one of them is infinitely better than that worthless man your grandfather picked for you," Chu Zhixin said disparagingly to Hao Jian.

Everyone nodded in agreement; indeed, any of Chu Zhixin's bodyguards seemed much more reassuring than Hao Jian.

With their protection, they felt less frightened about heading to Atama.

Cheng Weiwei was also embarrassed, unable to understand why her grandfather would arrange such a ridiculous bodyguard for her. What use could he be?

"They look intimidating enough, but pity, they're all just good-for-nothing boozehounds," Hao Jian, picking his ear, spoke contemptuously.

Many of Chu Zhixin's bodyguards were foreigners, but some of them understood Chinese. Hearing Hao Jian's description of them, they glared at him angrily.

Hearing Hao Jian's rude insults towards those mercenaries, the team members were stunned too. Was this Hao Jian courting death?

At this moment, Cheng Weiwei looked at Hao Jian curiously. Since Hao Jian dared to talk big, could it be that he really had some skills?

"A bunch of useless drunks?" Chu Zhixin chuckled disparagingly, "Any one of them could beat you so badly, you wouldn't even recognize your mother!"

"Oh, really? Let's give it a try then," Hao Jian continued to provoke.

"Weiwei, what do you say?" Chu Zhixin looked towards Cheng Weiwei. There's a saying, to beat a dog one must watch his master. Hao Jian was Cheng Weiwei's bodyguard, so naturally, he had to ask Cheng Weiwei before making a move on Hao Jian.

Cheng Weiwei didn't even glance at Hao Jian; she turned her head and said, "His affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Well, well, since you're seeking your own death, don't blame me," Chu Zhixin said with an angry laugh, turning to a blond giant beside him, "Jason, teach that kid a lesson."

This Jason was over two meters tall, with a burly stature. In front of him, Hao Jian looked like a half-grown child.

Jason looked down at Hao Jian with a menacing smile, clearly not taking him seriously.

Suddenly, Jason raised his fist and slammed it viciously towards Hao Jian's face.

"Smack."

With a casual slap, Hao Jian blocked Jason's fist, and held it firmly in his own hand.

Jason was dumbfounded, Chu Zhixin was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded.

Jason's fist was almost as big as a volleyball. They all thought that once he threw a punch, Hao Jian would either be dead or seriously injured. But who could have expected that Hao Jian, who looked like a child in front of Jason, easily blocked his punch without even a flicker of movement in his body, as if he felt nothing at all.

Everyone had no doubt about the power behind Jason's fist, and Jason didn't believe that he had held back either, so the oddity lay with Hao Jian.

"This... was it just a fluke?" one of the team members said skeptically.

"Probably... yeah."

At this moment, Cheng Weiwei's eyes finally brightened, and she looked at Hao Jian with renewed interest.

"Is that all you've got?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

"SHIT!" Jason swore and threw another punch at Hao Jian which predictably, was blocked again.

The crowd no longer knew how to describe their feelings. If the first attack was a coincidence, how could they explain the second one being blocked as well?

"You're too weak," Hao Jian said, looking at Jason with disappointment. Then he slapped his abdomen. Jason immediately fell to the ground with a retch, vomiting profusely.

"Stop wasting time, let's all go at once," Hao Jian waved his hands at Chu Zhixin's mercenaries in a provocative manner.

"Take him down!"

The mercenaries immediately exploded with rage and charged at Hao Jian, a barrage of huge fists aiming for him. Under the onslaught of these sturdy men, Hao Jian looked like a little lamb eyed by a pack of wolves.

Then, the mercenaries ended up like Jason, sprawled on the floor of the hotel room, all rendered incapable of fighting.

"Is that all your bodyguards are capable of?" Hao Jian turned to look at Chu Zhixin, his eyes aloof.

At this point, everyone felt the scene was surreal; could so many big guys really be no match for Hao Jian?

"Get up, all of you! A bunch of good-for-nothings," Chu Zhixin raged, kicking the backsides of those foreign mercenaries, visibly angry.

So many people couldn't beat one; they were a bunch of wastes!

"Now, is there anyone else who dares question my abilities?" Hao Jian looked around cockily, his attitude arrogantly unbearable.

"You are really impressive; now I acknowledge you as my bodyguard," Cheng Weiwei patted Hao Jian's shoulder with satisfaction. Hao Jian was her bodyguard, and his strong performance naturally made her feel proud.

Hao Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Alright, since everyone is here, let's head to the airport," Cheng Weiwei said.

"To the airport? What for?" Hao Jian asked.

"Oh please, to catch a plane, obviously. What else do you think, to walk to Atama?" Cheng Weiwei rolled her eyes, finding Hao Jian's question quite amusing.

"You're the one talking nonsense; don't you know Atama's airport is often the target of bomb attacks and robberies against foreign tourists?" Hao Jian snorted.

"No idea," Cheng Weiwei and the others shook their heads.