Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Is the God of Death present?" Kegemo asked the crowd.

"God of Death?" Cheng Weiwei and the others looked at each other in confusion, who was the God of Death?

Kegemo frowned, was the God of Death not here? Or had he already left?

Just then, everyone saw Hao Jian step forward, an eyebrow raised, as he asked Kegemo, "Are you looking for me?"

Cheng Weiwei and the others were shocked, Hao Jian was actually the God of Death? What was his background, and why was he called the God of Death?

At that moment, Cheng Weiwei and the rest had some guesses in their minds, it wasn't without reason that Cheng Weiwei's grandfather asked Hao Jian to protect Cheng Weiwei's safety; this guy was definitely no ordinary person.

Of course, no ordinary person would be called the God of Death.

Kegemo looked Hao Jian up and down, and after sensing the acrid smell of blood on him, he also confirmed his identity and knelt down with a thud.

"What are you doing?" Hao Jian frowned, asking somewhat oddly.

Seeing Kegemo kneel before Hao Jian, the crowd could not help but gasp in shock.

The civilians cried out even louder, acting like heretics, their expressions crazed.

The One-Legged General was killed by Hao Jian, Kegemo knelt before him, and they became more convinced that Hao Jian must be a Heavenly God; only a Heavenly God would possess such ability.

"My men had some unpleasantness with you at the du product trading post, I've come to apologize," Kegemo said with a nervous expression.

Cheng Weiwei and the others were all stunned; the trading post belonged to the dwarf before them.

Being able to have such extremely vicious men under him, Kegemo was definitely not good-natured, he must be a notorious villain.

Yet, instead of being angry at Hao Jian for killing his men, he came all this way to apologize—what did this mean? It meant that Hao Jian was ten times more fearsome than Kegemo.

"Weiwei, what's the background of your bodyguard?" Kang Zhi couldn't help but ask curiously.

Cheng Weiwei smiled bitterly and shook her head: "He's not my bodyguard. He just promised my grandfather to protect me. In fact, I don't really know him."

"I didn't take that incident to heart, so you don't need to worry," Hao Jian said with an expressionless face.

"That's good, that's good," Kegemo sighed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"But I have some matters I need you to handle."

"Just say the word!" Kegemo nodded vigorously, it was his honor to do a job for the God of Death.

"Take care of these villagers for me, don't let their tribe suffer from other forces' harassment again," Hao Jian instructed. He was worried that the remnants of the One-Legged General would come to retaliate against these villagers.

"No problem, I will arrange for protection immediately," Kegemo agreed at once, for him, it was a trifling matter.

At these words, the villagers grew even more excited, and the volume of their cheers rose even louder.

"Let's go home," Hao Jian said to Cheng Weiwei. Now that things had reached this stage, it was time to put an end to it all.

Everyone nodded, they also no longer wanted to stay in Atama.

Hao Jian glanced at the crowd and suddenly noticed Chu Zhixin wasn't among them, so he asked, "Where is Chu Zhixin?"

"Don't mention it, that bastard deserted us and ran off on his own," Kang Zhi said with annoyance.

"Ha, he won't get far. You all get on the vehicle first," Hao Jian gestured to Cheng Weiwei and the others, instructing Kegemo to escort them out of the border, as he himself was naturally going to look for Chu Zhixin.

This time, Cheng Weiwei did not stop him.

Meanwhile, Chu Zhixin was with his mercenaries, driving away from Atama at high speed. Along the way, Chu Zhixin kept urging, "Hurry up, I don't want to stay in this damned place for a moment longer. Damn it, this place is full of lunatics, might as well drop a few atomic bombs and flatten it!"

The mercenaries smirked and kept silent, not joining in.

But suddenly, the vehicle stopped.

"Why the hell are we stopping? Keep driving!" Chu Zhixin roared.

"Boss, a man has blocked our way," blurted out a black mercenary in his broken Chinese.

Chu Zhixin stood up for a look, then rage filled his eyes—it was Hao Jian who had arrived.

At that moment, he stood in the middle of the road, a huge cigar clenched in his mouth, looking completely at ease.

"Run him over!" Chu Zhixin ground his teeth, he loathed Hao Jian to the extreme, and now that Hao Jian dared to appear before him, he naturally wanted to grind him into mincemeat.

"Yes, boss," the black man replied and then suddenly hit the gas pedal, the car headed straight for Hao Jian.

At that moment, Hao Jian flicked the cigar to the side and walked unhurriedly towards the oncoming car.

"Crush him into ground meat! Hahahaha," Chu Zhixin laughed maniacally, in his eyes, Hao Jian was as good as dead.

But just as the car was about to hit Hao Jian, he violently raised one foot and then slammed it down, and then the front of the vehicle nosedived into the ground, flipping the vehicle upside down.

All of Chu Zhixin's men were sent flying, tumbling to the ground in a daze.

"Who the hell are you?" the black demon asked in horror, kicking a car to smithereens—a feat not even he, ranked twentieth on the Mercenary Rankings, could achieve.

In his eyes, Hao Jian was certainly no ordinary individual.

"God of Death," Hao Jian uttered indifferently.

"God of Death?" The black demon and the others all changed their expressions dramatically, knowing full well who the God of Death was within the Underworld.

They all wore grave expressions, for if what the other said was true, then they had absolutely no chance of fighting back. After all, even their King of Mercenary couldn't defeat the God of Death, let alone them.

Hao Jian pointed at Chu Zhixin, "All I want is him. Hand him over, and I'll spare you from death."

Hearing this, the black demon and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. The God of Death was not after them, which was good.@@novelbin@@

Then, turning to Chu Zhixin, the black demon said with some regret, "Sorry boss, it looks like we'll have to leave you behind."

They were mercenaries, paid to do a job, not to risk their lives for their employer.

"You've taken my money; you can't do this!" Chu Zhixin immediately screamed in terror, knowing he was done for if the mercenaries abandoned him.

At this moment, Chu Zhixin couldn't help but wonder who exactly Hao Jian was, that he could turn all these mercenaries against him with just a few words.

"Boss, if you've got to blame something, blame the fact that you crossed the wrong person. I remember you Huaxia have a saying: 'If King Yan wants you dead at midnight, who can keep you until morning?' Our Western God of Death must be your Eastern King Yan, right?" the black demon said with a smile, then stepped aside, "The money your father gave us will be returned to him.

We're out of this business!"

As Hao Jian drew nearer, Chu Zhixin collapsed on the ground in fright, "Hao Jian, don't kill me, there's been a misunderstanding!"

But Hao Jian didn't pay him any attention, simply closing in slowly.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you money, as much as you want!" Chu Zhixin's face turned a ghastly green, regretting why he had ever clashed with such an evil person. If it weren't for that impulsive act, he wouldn't be in his current predicament.

"In your next life, remember to be a good person." Hao Jian sneered, and with a flash of his blade, he beheaded Chu Zhixin.

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"Mom! Grandpa!"

Just off the plane at the Capital Airport, Cheng Weiwei couldn't wait to rush into her family's arms, fully realizing how precious an ordinary life can be after this ordeal.

The moment Cheng Weiwei plunged into her mother's embrace, she couldn't help but burst into tears, obviously traumatized by the events in Atama.

Xu Donghe cast a grateful look at Hao Jian, who merely waved a hand and then left toward an unpopulated direction, hiding his fame and accomplishments.

"Where's Hao Jian?" Just then, Cheng Weiwei noticed that Hao Jian had disappeared and began looking around anxiously.

Little Mei and the others also looked around, only to find that Hao Jian had long since left.

"Grandpa, where's Hao Jian? Call him for me, I haven't had a chance to thank him yet." Cheng Weiwei spoke in a somewhat flustered manner, wondering why Hao Jian had left so suddenly without hearing her thanks.

Hao Jian's departure made Cheng Weiwei feel uneasy, as she worried she might never see him again.

"No need for that, you shouldn't see him again," Xu Donghe said coldly.

"Why?" Cheng Weiwei asked in confusion, not understanding why she was forbidden from seeing Hao Jian.

"Because he is not from your world," Xu Donghe replied, still stern.

Cheng Weiwei laughed in exasperation, "What do you mean by that, is he from Mars or something?"

"Cheng Weiwei!" Xu Donghe shouted angrily, silencing Kegemo, "Do you really not understand what I'm saying? If not, then let me tell you, I'm worried you'll fall in love with him. He's a man who's very strong, but also very dangerous. You're not suited for him; you'd only hold him back. In the end, you will cause his death, and your own!"

"Grandpa, aren't you thinking too much? How could I possibly fall for him after meeting just a few times?" Cheng Weiwei's expression was uneasy.

"I wish I were overthinking it because every woman who gets to know him ends up falling for him," Xu Donghe said with a cold snort.

"." Cheng Weiwei was at a loss for words.

"Enough, let's not talk about this anymore. The nanny has already prepared dinner at home; let's go home to eat," Cheng Weiwei's mother quickly stepped in to defuse the tension.

Xu Donghe snorted and got into the car.

"Weiwei, let's go," urged Cheng Weiwei's mother.

But Cheng Weiwei, staring at the desolate airport, couldn't help feeling a deep sense of loss.

Meanwhile, Hao Jian was wandering desolately through the streets, suddenly realizing he had nowhere to go. Cheng Weiwei and the others had their homes to return to, but he was at a loss.

Now that he had fallen out with Shu Ya, he didn't know whether he still had a place at Ruo Lan's, and even if he did, after saying those things that day, he probably had no face to return.

To make matters worse, he was penniless, having forgotten to ask Old Man Xu for money.

Hao Jian hurriedly called Xu Donghe, but before he could speak, Xu Donghe snapped, "What is it, thinking of going after my niece again? Forget it! No chance! Buzz off! *click*"

"I… Fuck."