Supremely Talented Tyrant

"I don't know them, do you?" Xiao Xiaole asked stiffly. The names Che Xiaoxiao mentioned were all people he couldn't afford to offend, even someone like Giggs, the chess player.

Because in this world, apart from power and money, there's something called prestige. Having prestige naturally earns you respect, and both Liang Wangsun and Giggs are prestigious figures, so Xiao Xiaole couldn't provoke them.

He was only famous locally, whereas Giggs and Liang Wangsun were world-famous. After all, Xiao Xiaole was just a nouveau riche, how could he possibly know those people?

Che Xiaoxiao teased him about this, undoubtedly making him very embarrassed.

And he was not happy about it. He didn't know these people, but did Che Xiaoxiao know them?

"I don't know them either," Che Xiaoxiao replied.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Xiao Xiaole cursed angrily, a fierce look appearing on his face. Che Xiaoxiao herself didn't know those people, so what the hell was she talking about?

"Don't rush, though I don't know them, my teacher does," Che Xiaoxiao said with a smile. As the saying goes, you can judge a person's abilities by looking at their friends.

Birds of a feather flock together. It's not without reason that a millionaire would never be friends with a gangster.

"Your teacher? Where is he?" Xiao Xiaole asked disdainfully. A teacher who could know big shots like Xu Donghe? Was that possible?

"Right behind me," Che Xiaoxiao pointed backward subconsciously, but then saw Hao Jian holding a girl's hand and laughing. The next moment, Che Xiaoxiao's face darkened.

Holding the pretty girl's hand, Hao Jian said affectionately, "Miss, would you mind having my children?"

"Is this the so-called amazing teacher you mentioned?" Xiao Xiaole scoffed. Such a scoundrel could know important figures? He didn't believe it!

Che Xiaoxiao, furious, took off her sneaker and threw it at Hao Jian's smirking face. It was so damn embarrassing. Just when she wanted to praise him for once, this guy had to let her down like this.

And he dared to flirt with another girl right in front of her? How was she worse than the girl he was holding on to?

"Ouch."

Hao Jian's head hurt, and he immediately cried out, then turned around angrily and yelled, "Who? Who the fuck hit me? Stand out!"

"Teacher, you promised to come with us to the concert, why are you hitting on girls here?"

"Exactly, you don't want the three thousand beauties of your harem, but go outside to flirt. Are you being fair to us?" A group of girls complained discontentedly. They had so many chicks, and Hao Jian wouldn't even give them a second glance, but he was out flirting with other women, which made them feel annoyed.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiaole was also a bit annoyed. This guy wasn't good-looking, how come so many people liked him?

"What's up?" Hao Jian asked with an embarrassed smile.

"Someone took our spots," Zhao Yating pouted.

"Who? Which fool dared to take my spot?" Hao Jian swaggered over, walking with his feet splayed, acting like a total gangster.

Che Xiaoxiao covered her face and sighed. How she wished she didn't know this guy because he was just too damn embarrassing.

Yating suddenly pointed at Xiao Xiaole, "It's him!"

Xiao Xiaole's gaze darkened because he had also heard Hao Jian just call him a fool, so he had already planned to take Hao Jian down.

Hao Jian turned to look, and when he saw Xiao Xiaole, his eyes immediately turned cold, "So it was you who took my spot?"

"What about it?" Xiao Xiaole said defiantly, surrounded by girls on either side.

"I give you one minute to get lost," Hao Jian said with a grin, the damn kid, obviously used to acting tough because no one ever confronted him, but today he was unlucky to meet me.

"Telling me to get lost? Are you out of your mind?" Xiao Xiaole was amused. He had no idea where Hao Jian got the audacity to say that. Didn't he see the number of bodyguards he had? Was he looking for trouble? Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

Xiao Xiaole's two female companions and his bodyguards also laughed. They weren't sure whether to call this kid humorous or a death-seeker.

The onlooking crowd also couldn't help but shake their heads, thinking Hao Jian's words were stupid. He had plenty of courage but no brains, totally useless.

"How about I give you a choice? Kneel down and kowtow three times, then bark three times, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll show you what happens to show-offs!" Xiao Xiaole sneered, appearing very arrogant.

"Show-off? Only the weak try to show-off. Someone like me, with real strength, need to show-off?" Hao Jian scoffed disdainfully. He was so awesome, where was the need to show-off?

Everyone was speechless and thought, "Are you even aware that you're showing off while saying this?"

"A talented elite?" Xiao Xiaole chuckled coldly and said, "I really haven't seen many talented guys like you, acting like some street thug!"

People like Xu Donghe and Liang Wangsun, aren't they all full of style, imposing aura, giving off a commanding presence without anger? And Hao Jian? He just completely looks like a little gangster.

"You know shit, I call this 'returning to the original purity'! Don't believe me? Ask my students. They know just how awesome I am, right?" Hao Jian shamelessly said.

"Yes!"

The students from the Chinese Medicine Hospital all yelled out, knowing very well how sharp Hao Jian could be; how could they not know as his students?

At that moment, everyone was as if injected with adrenaline, all excited and their faces flushed red.

At this time, Xiao Xiaole also noticed something was off, because these students, instead of showing a trace of fear when facing him, were looking at him with disdain, seemingly not treating him seriously at all.

This baffled Xiao Xiaole—what made these guys so confident? Could it really be because of this bizarre teacher?

Xiao Xiaole saw Che Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yating also standing by Hao Jian, glaring at him furiously, and his face darkened immediately.

"Alright, alright, alright, I see now, you want to show off in front of your students, huh?" Xiao Xiaole jeered with a sinister laugh, then abruptly turned to Zhao Yating and Che Xiaoxiao: "I'll give you one more chance—just agree to have a meal with me, and whatever demands you have I can meet them, otherwise, you will be kicked out of this venue!"

"Fuck off! Don't even look at yourself in the mirror. You think I'd dine with you? Dream on!" Che Xiaoxiao, upon hearing this, was immediately displeased and straight up gave Xiao Xiaole the middle finger.

"Yes, fuck off! Fuck off!" Zhao Yating, usually a demure girl who didn't swear, now that she thought of having Hao Jian's backing, no longer had any worries and began to jeer as well.

"Fine, don't you regret this!" Xiao Xiaole was furious, a few lowly commoners daring to talk back to him? Did they really think he, Young Master Le, was softhearted?

"Cripple them!" Xiao Xiaole ordered his bodyguards with a grim look. All his bodyguards were capable of fighting ten at a time; handling a few students was nothing but a piece of cake.

Hao Jian had annoyed him, and Xiao Xiaole took his anger out on Hao Jian's students!

The bodyguards immediately advanced menacingly, surrounding Hao Jian's students, their faces twisted into malevolent grins.

Seeing this, the students inevitably felt uneasy, especially the girls, who huddled closely behind Hao Jian. Some even clutched at Hao Jian's clothes, seeking shelter in this firm harbor.

Hao Jian looked at Xiao Xiaole, his mouth's curve rather icy: "If you dare touch my students, I will make you regret being born in this world!"

"Hit them! Especially target his students!" Xiao Xiaole roared venomously, enraged that this bastard dared to threaten him. Not hit his students? He specifically wanted to hit them, and hit them hard.

And those two bitches who dared to ignore him, once he dealt with this kid, he would let them know what a mistake they made!

Hao Jian's eyes narrowed, a chilling gleam flashing through them.

The bodyguards no longer hesitated and rushed towards Hao Jian's students at high speed.

Hao Jian shook his head and a sneer appeared on his lips. He immediately grabbed a water bottle from a stunned spectator nearby and threw it at one of the men.

"Bang!"

Hao Jian's arm strength was so great that the water bottle, with the added force of the impact, became enormously more powerful, smashing the bodyguard's head to a bloody mess, and the bottle itself even burst on the spot.

Everyone was a bit incredulous; until the explosion, they hadn't even seen clearly what Hao Jian had thrown. Knocking someone out with a plastic water bottle—that's a bit too exaggerated, isn't it?

"Hand me the water bottles!" Hao Jian shouted. He couldn't afford to be distracted to deal with the bodyguards converging from all sides, so using projectiles was the best option.

The students quickly handed their water bottles to Hao Jian.

Hao Jian then, like a catapult, hurled one water bottle after another, hitting his targets accurately, each one striking squarely in the face.

The bodyguards, hit by these impromptu projectiles, felt like bricks had been slammed on their heads, leaving them dazed and down for the count.

Seeing his bodyguards being defeated one by one, Xiao Xiaole's face turned green, a hint of fear emerging for the first time. How could this be? All his bodyguards were rigorously selected, each a fierce warrior, accustomed to licking blood off knife edges, yet they hadn't even gotten close before being knocked down by Hao Jian—what on earth was this terrifying guy made of?

And the audience was also amazed. A water bottle fight? This was definitely a first.