Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian found a corner to smoke, and the restlessness in his heart couldn't settle for a long time, with a persistent fatigue on his face. He had tried desperately to escape this kind of life, but in the end, he always came back here.

He was angry, not because of Cheng Weiwei, but because he saw his own past self in her. He too had once thought about saving the world with his own strength, but later he realized how foolish that idea was.

Hao Jian was angry at himself, frustrated by his powerlessness against this tragic world.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, but he could change nothing, even though he was the God of Death, a name that made the Underworld tremble.

"That Huaxia girl is really beautiful, more beautiful than all the women I've seen in my life."

"Why don't we take turns with that girl, they don't have guns anyway, she should be easy to handle."

Just then, Hao Jian suddenly heard whispers coming from a thatched cottage, speaking in Atama, a language he understood well, so he listened in on their conversation.

"Kill all the men, then capture all the women!" one of them chuckled maliciously.

"That's not a good idea, after all, they are here to help us," another hesitated.

"What's wrong with it, blame them for being too naive. Trespassing into Atama always comes with a price. It's better to benefit ourselves than that trivial help."

Any hesitation from the first speaker was quickly swallowed by the desire of the other, and by the end, they were in agreement and picked up their butcher knives to step outside.

However, the moment they came out, they found Hao Jian watching them with icy, watchful eyes.

Hao Jian's eyes flashed fiercely, flicked away his cigarette butt, then drew his military blade; his actions said it all without a word.

"Kill him!"

These scheming villagers knew their plot had been exposed and decided to take down Hao Jian first.

Seeing these people rushing at him, Hao Jian didn't retreat but advanced instead, swinging his butcher knife.

"Murder! Murder!"

A villager stumbled into the crowd, disturbing Cheng Weiwei and others who were playing games with the children.

Everyone stopped, uneasily watching Hao Jian approach with his bloody military blade.

Cheng Weiwei was also stunned on the spot, unable to comprehend why Hao Jian would want to kill these innocent villagers.

"He wants to kill me, quickly stop him!" the villager shouted and screamed. Although Cheng Weiwei and the others didn't understand his language, they could roughly guess what he was trying to convey.

Some children, terrified by the intense murderous aura on Hao Jian, started crying loudly, and the villagers trembled.

"Hao Jian, have you gone mad? Why are you killing people?" Cheng Weiwei demanded, now somewhat angry. This guy, could it be he's killing villagers out of spite because he was upset about their argument?

But Hao Jian ignored her question, swiftly walked up, and ended the life of that plotting villager with his blade.

This explosion of action terrified the villagers, who all scattered in fright, leaving a bewildered Cheng Weiwei and her group behind.

"You." Cheng Weiwei's face was furious, visibly trembling with anger. She had spoken to stop him, yet Hao Jian still murdered someone right in front of her.

"They wanted to harm you, so I had to kill them," Hao Jian said expressionlessly, wiping his blade.

"You're lying! They're just ordinary civilians, what could they possibly do? Besides, we're here to help them, why would they want to harm us?" Cheng Weiwei didn't believe Hao Jian's explanation at all, seeing it merely as an excuse for his crime.

"I've always said he's not a good person, but you wouldn't believe me. Now his true nature is revealing itself, isn't it?

I think he just got a taste for killing and so he kills anyone he encounters, maybe even us eventually," Chu Zhixin began to slander Hao Jian, knowing as long as Hao Jian was here, he would never be able to rid himself of shame and regain Cheng Weiwei's attention, so he seized any chance to strike at Hao Jian.

Hearing what Chu Zhixin said, the volunteers showed shocked faces and involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

Considering Hao Jian's previous indiscriminate killing, they all began to feel uneasy.

At this time, Cheng Weiwei's face could not have looked worse: "You can leave, we don't need the protection of a murderer like you."

Hao Jian's eyes narrowed: "Do you know what you are saying?"

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"I am well aware of what I'm saying, and I believe you are too. So I ask you to leave now! Immediately!" Cheng Weiwei said passionately, initially she thought she might have misjudged Hao Jian, but it turned out she was right; he was a demon, a cold-blooded animal!

"Cheng Weiwei, but if he leaves, who can ensure our safety?" Xiao Mei hesitated, unsure whether they could survive in Atama without Hao Jian's protection.

"Don't worry, I've already informed my dad. He's sending a group of world-class mercenaries over. They'll look after our security, we don't need him," Chu Zhixin said proudly, with a sneer on his lips.

After that, no one spoke anymore.

"I hope you do not regret your decision," Hao Jian said with a cold smile.

"Get lost, stop your fucking babble!" Chu Zhixin said mockingly.

Hearing this, Hao Jian's icy gaze swept back, causing Chu Zhixin to shudder all over and close his eyes in cowardice.

Hao Jian didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Watching Hao Jian's figure disappearing into the distance, Cheng Weiwei said regretfully, "Go explain to the villagers that we don't know this person; he's just a mercenary we met on the road."

At that moment, Cheng Weiwei had decided she didn't want to have anything to do with Hao Jian anymore.

Seeing that Cheng Weiwei was truly angry, everyone sighed, except for Chu Zhixin, who was extremely pleased.

With Hao Jian gone, Cheng Weiwei had only him by her side. Once his people arrived, he could safely escort them out of Atama, by then Cheng Weiwei would surely develop a deep fondness for him.

At night, everyone gathered together for a meal, while Cheng Weiwei stood alone by the creek, lost in thought.

She was still thinking about the events of the day—why had Hao Jian killed those innocent villagers? Was it because he was truly evil, or had she really misunderstood him?

"Damn it, why do I keep thinking about that guy? He's nobody to me," Cheng Weiwei said, covering her forehead in pain.

Just then, Xiao Mei came over leading a young boy.

Cheng Weiwei frowned: "What is it?"

Xiao Mei sighed, "This child said he was there when Hao Jian killed those people. It was the villagers who attacked Hao Jian first. He also said that those bad villagers planned to kill all the male volunteers among us first, then imprison us women to be used as sex slaves."

Xiao Mei wasn't the only one who understood the language of Atama; she was their team's interpreter.

Hearing this, Cheng Weiwei's expression froze, suddenly realizing she had indeed misunderstood Hao Jian.

Regret, remorse, all sorts of emotions swirled in her heart.

"Weiwei, Hao Jian isn't a bad person, although his actions are sometimes extreme, his intentions are all for our sake," Xiao Mei said.@@novelbin@@

"No! I have to find him!" Cheng Weiwei exclaimed as if she hadn't heard Xiao Mei, and then she started to move.

"Bang!"

A shell landed just ten meters away from Cheng Weiwei, then exploded suddenly, sending the three people nearby flying due to the blast.

The entire village was instantly engulfed in flames, and screams of agony continued unceasingly.

"What's happening? What's going on?" Cheng Weiwei cried out as she scrambled up, visibly shaken and unsettled.

Xiao Mei was trembling and stammered, "The army. The army has come!"

Cheng Weiwei gasped because in Atama, the army didn't mean protection but slaughter!

"We're done for, we're all going to die!" Xiao Mei murmured, pale as death, knowing the terror of Atama's army—men would be killed, and the fate of women would be even more tragic, raped to death by soldiers.

Thinking this, Xiao Mei was completely despondent.

"Xiao Mei, pull yourself together; we'll be fine, we promised to leave Atama together!" Cheng Weiwei quickly grabbed Xiao Mei's arm, trying to encourage her.

Xiao Mei looked at Cheng Weiwei blankly, but then something seemed to dawn on her, her expression turned stern, and she slapped Cheng Weiwei across the face.

The slap dazed Cheng Weiwei.

"It's all your fault! You caused this! You didn't trust Hao Jian; you drove him away!" Xiao Mei cried bitterly, pointing at Cheng Weiwei and scolding, "You trusted the shameless liar Chu Zhixin over Hao Jian. Now Hao Jian's gone, and there's no one to protect us. We're going to die, and it's all your fault!"

At that moment, Xiao Mei probably hated Cheng Weiwei the most. If it weren't for Cheng Weiwei's insistence on coming to Atama, if it wasn't for Cheng Weiwei driving Hao Jian away, they wouldn't have ended up in this predicament.

Chu Zhixin had betrayed them once, and Cheng Weiwei had betrayed them again, driving Xiao Mei nearly mad.

Cheng Weiwei stood frozen, letting Xiao Mei pull her hair without any reaction.

Then, Hao Jian's words suddenly flashed in her mind: "You are my employer, what you say goes, but every consequence of your decision is yours to bear. For instance, if he kills these people again, that's on you."

Driving away Hao Jian was indeed her decision, and now, she had to face the consequences of that decision.

Soon, Kang Zhi and several others came running over in a panic. Seeing Xiao Mei beating Cheng Weiwei, they quickly pulled her away.

"Where's Chu Zhixin?" Kang Zhi yelled, now only Chu Zhixin could save them.

"He was taken away by a group of mercenaries," someone replied.

"Damn! That bastard, just abandoning us like this!" Kang Zhi cursed bitterly.