Supremely Talented Tyrant

If someone attacked them when Hao Jian left, what would they do?

"You don't understand, the Atama Pirates are an organization of hundreds of people, and they have close ties with the government. If that guy goes back to tip them off, then the Pirate Group and the army will pursue us from both the waters and the land. I suppose you wouldn't want that to happen again, right?" Hao Jian said.

Then the volunteers fell silent.

"Grab your guns, and if any strangers approach, shoot to kill immediately, understood?" Hao Jian said to Cheng Weiwei.

"But I don't know how to shoot," Cheng Weiwei said, startled.

Hao Jian's expression changed, and he shouted fiercely, "If you don't know, learn! If you want to live, you must learn!"

Cheng Weiwei felt a sourness in her nose and a bit of a desire to cry from Hao Jian's shout.

But ultimately, she nodded heavily; she knew that what Hao Jian said was true, and now they could only rely on themselves.

Hao Jian said nothing more and directly jumped off the boat, chasing in the direction where Scarface had left.

Scarface had already jumped off the boat when Hao Jian opened fire. His face was ashen, swearing that once he caught Hao Jian, he would definitely throw him into a pigpen to feed the pigs.

He staggered toward the headquarters, but a voice came through the evening breeze.

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"Are you still going to run?" Hao Jian slowly walked out from the trees on one side, his faint words turning Scarface's face pale.

"How did you know I was here?" Scarface was stunned. How did Hao Jian find him?

"Footprints, scent, too many flaws." Hao Jian sneered.

Scarface tensed up, warning, "Don't push people too far! I am the leader of the Atama Pirates, if you dare touch a hair on my head, the Atama Pirates won't let you go!"

"Would the Atama Pirates let us go if I let you go?"

Scarface's eyes flickered, then he started to run, firing cold shots at Hao Jian behind him as he fled in panic.

"I don't like playing hide-and-seek, but that doesn't mean I'm not good at it." Hao Jian grimly smiled and also chased after him. Although his movements seemed slow, he kept an unrelenting pace right behind Scarface, not letting him gain any distance despite his efforts to accelerate.

Seeing Hao Jian getting closer, Scarface's scalp began to trouble him, and he turned around, firing two more shots at Hao Jian.

But just as he was about to turn back around, a flash of cold light streaked toward him, cutting off his entire palm at the wrist.

"Ow!"

Scarface screamed, his forehead instantly covered in fine beads of sweat. He had no time to pick up the pistol on the ground and started running.

At that moment, fear completely filled his heart. He had killed countless people and was a desperate desperado, yet for some reason, he felt extreme panic and unease when facing Hao Jian.

That's because, as a desperado, he could still fight desperately, but in front of Hao Jian, he had no chance to fight, only a dead end!

He began to regret why he had come to rob Hao Jian and the others. Normally, he was the one taking lives, but now it had turned into others seeking his life.

He had almost twenty elite subordinates, all killed cleanly by Hao Jian! Firing twenty shots in three seconds, who is this, not a human but a monster, a demon!

Just as Scarface felt his soul leaving his body, he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and before he could react, a voice swept past him from his side.

Hao Jian's face was cold as ice, and his whole being seemed to float as he thrust his military knife into Scarface's abdomen without hesitation.

"Cough." Scarface instantly coughed up blood and could run no more; he collapsed to his knees in a pool of blood, his eyes wide with terror as he looked at Hao Jian, "You are, Barbayago!"

Barbayago was a mythical figure of Atama, translated into Chinese as the Night Demon, a brutal and vicious demon who killed at night.

"After killing so many people, you probably didn't expect to be killed yourself one day?" Hao Jian let out a cold laugh as he pulled the military knife out of Scarface's abdomen, causing a great gush of blood to spurt from the wound.

Hao Jian wiped the blood off the knife and tucked it back into his military boots.

"You. Who exactly are you?" Scarface's eyes were already growing dim, a sign of impending death.

"Me? I'm not like the fake ones among you, I am the real God of Death!" Hao Jian put his foot on Scarface's face, then forcefully kicked out, sending him crashing into a Big Tree, breaking his neck and instantly killing him.

Afterward, Hao Jian went back to meet up with Cheng Weiwei and the others, who clung to him like a lifeline upon seeing him return safely.

Along the way, they even tried to make conversation with Hao Jian, hoping to get on his good side so that if something similar happened again, Hao Jian would surely save them first.

Hao Jian chose not to travel through the night — partly because the damned guide had run off, and partly because he had expended a considerable amount of energy and needed to rest.

Cheng Weiwei had never felt the night to be as long as it was today; she couldn't sleep the entire night.

Cheng Weiwei stood up, a slight movement that jolted the keeping-watch Hao Jian awake, "Where are you going?"

"I want to take a bath. I got a lot of blood on me when you were killing," Cheng Weiwei said, actually because the smell of blood was making her feel nauseous.

"I'll go with you," Hao Jian stood up.

"No need," Cheng Weiwei quickly shook her head, not keen on bathing in front of someone else.

"Now's not the time to be squeamish. Do you want something like what just happened to happen again?" Hao Jian frowned.@@novelbin@@

After that, Cheng Weiwei fell silent.

They found a spot by a little river, where Cheng Weiwei stripped down to wash in the river while Hao Jian stood guard with his back to her.

Her fair skin glowed beautifully under the moonlight, casting a gorgeous sheen.

Even Cheng Weiwei herself couldn't help but be mesmerized; it was her first time bathing outdoors and under the moonlight, seeing her skin look so beautiful.

Cheng Weiwei joyfully thought, but didn't forget to steal glances at Hao Jian to check whether he was peeping at her bathing. Oddly enough, seeing him standing still with his back to her, Cheng Weiwei felt a touch disappointed, really, was her body not attractive at all? Not even a glance.

While Cheng Weiwei was brooding over this, she failed to notice that in the pitch-black river, a Viper was slowly making its way towards her.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Cheng Weiwei screamed.

Hao Jian immediately stood up, alarmed, and ran towards Cheng Weiwei. "What happened?"

"You. Don't come closer," Cheng Weiwei said, her voice quivering, her expression extremely awkward.