Supremely Talented Tyrant

I'm impotent. I'm impotent. I'm impotent?

Xiao Xiaole felt like he had been struck by lightning and couldn't calm down for a long time. After a while, he couldn't bear the pressure in his heart any longer and started to cry aggrievedly.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, the more helpless he felt, until he couldn't hold back any longer and burst into loud sobbing.

"Hahaha. Teacher, there's a saying 'don't hit a man in the face, and don't expose someone's shortcomings', don't you think you've gone too far?" Luo Tong laughed so hard he couldn't straighten his back.

"Teacher, that was a killing word by word." Zhang Jia also clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"Ah, who asked him to curse at me? Actually, I didn't want this either. Having been around me for so long, you should know I'm actually very kind-hearted," Hao Jian said with a shy look on his face.

Everybody looked at him with disdainful eyes, thinking, if you really didn't want to do that, why did you beat him up like this?

"Fuck your mother, wuwuwu. Fuck your mother, wuwuwu." Xiao Xiaole had collapsed, crying and cursing without dignity, in a very comical and laughable manner.

"Ah, still cursing at me? Luo Tong, Zhang Jia, go break his legs, knock out his teeth, gouge out his eyes, Che Xiaoxiao, you join in too!" Hao Jian ordered.

Everybody gasped, this guy was simply a demon. It was bad enough to cripple someone, but now he wanted to continue bullying them. Xiao Xiaole, who they initially viewed as detestable, now somehow seemed pitiful to them.

"Teacher, I'm a girl, you know," Che Xiaoxiao said, dazed.

"You're a girl? Oh, I forgot," Hao Jian glanced at Che Xiaoxiao and then lowered his head.

"Dammit," Che Xiaoxiao couldn't help but curse, thinking that this son of a bitch was deliberately making fun of her.

"Stop what you're doing!"

Just then, a commanding voice rang out, and a middle-aged man with gray hair walked over with a group of soldiers.

"Dad, save me, please save me," Xiao Xiaole exclaimed as if he had grabbed a lifeline upon seeing the middle-aged man.

It turned out that this middle-aged man was Xiao Xiaole's father, Xiao Wenqiang. While Hao Jian and his group were not paying attention, a bodyguard had secretly called him.

"Son, I've brought Uncle Yu to help you. How are you feeling?" Xiao Wenqiang walked over anxiously and slowly lifted Xiao Xiaole into his arms.

Standing behind him was a dignified middle-aged man in military uniform, none other than Yu Zhixun!

It turns out that Xiao Wenqiang and Yu Zhixun had known each other for some time. After hearing the report from the bodyguard, he knew ordinary bodyguards would be no match for Hao Jian, so he hurriedly asked Yu Zhixun to bring people over to help.

"Dad, I'm ruined, I can't hold my head up anymore," Xiao Xiaole said with a mournful face.

"Ruined? Where are you ruined?" Xiao Wenqiang turned pale with shock and looked over Xiao Xiaole's body, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

Feeling ashamed under his father's scrutiny, Xiao Xiaole became enraged and roared, "I'm impotent now!"

"What?" Xiao Wenqiang's expression became extremely animated, and a trace of anger showed between his brows, "Who did this to you?"

"It's him!" Xiao Xiaole suddenly pointed at Hao Jian, and at that moment, Yu Zhixun also looked over. When he saw Hao Jian, he was stunned too. How could he run into this bastard everywhere?

Yu Zhixun somewhat regretted coming to help Xiao Wenqiang and his son. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be a problem, but the other party was Hao Jian. That was just absurd.

Just thinking about how he had been humiliated by Hao Jian last time made him feel a burning shame on his face, something he considered a lifelong disgrace.

Xiao Wenqiang looked over with a somber expression and said through gritted teeth, "Was it you who crippled my son?"

"It was me," Hao Jian nodded nonchalantly.

Xiao Wenqiang was taken aback, and then his eyes blazed with fury, "Do you know the consequences of what you've done?"

He had seen many brash people, but he had never encountered someone as brazen as this. To talk like that even after seeing he had brought a group of soldiers indicated that Hao Jian didn't take him seriously at all.

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Did this kid really think he could contend with the military? Absurd!

"Consequences? Of course, I know. The consequence is that in a bit you'll have to kneel down and apologize to me," Hao Jian nodded seriously and said to Xiao Wenqiang.

"Hahaha. What did you say? I'm going to kneel? Did your brain get squeezed by a door?" He truly didn't understand where Hao Jian got his confidence from; him kneel down?

"Dad, kill this arrogant bastard. I want to cut off his limbs and keep him like a dog!" Xiao Xiaole said viciously, as Hao Jian had doomed him to such a fate, and he was determined not to let Hao Jian off easily.

Xiao Wenqiang showed a cruel smile and then turned to Yu Zhixun beside him, "Brother Yu, help me take down this kid!"

At this, Yu Zhixun's face twitched a few times. Take down this kid? More like he was the one taken down by him.

"Brother Yu?" Seeing that Yu Zhixun didn't move, Xiao Wenqiang paused, puzzled, and asked.

"So, Brother Yu,, aren't you going to come over and finish me off?" Hao Jian said with a cold sneer, his eyes full of mockery.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Wenqiang and Xiao Xiaole both became somewhat puzzled; looking at Hao Jian, it seemed like he was acquainted with Yu Zhixun.

The onlooking crowd was also baffled—could it be that this officer was actually afraid of this youngster?

Being mocked like this by Hao Jian, Yu Zhixun's complexion grew even uglier. After hesitating for a moment, he turned his head to look at Xiao Wenqiang and his son, "You two better kneel down and apologize to him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"What?" Xiao Wenqiang and his son were also dumbfounded. Was Yu Zhixun actually asking them to kneel to this kid?

Xiao Wenqiang wasn't a fool either; he quickly realized something was amiss and said with an uneasy smile, "Brother Yu, you can't possibly be joking with me, can you?"

Yu Zhixun didn't speak, but his gloomy expression clearly said: I'm dead serious!

Xiao Wenqiang was completely flabbergasted, staggering back several steps, his face reflecting panic and unease.

If it weren't for some reason, Yu Zhixun would never say such a thing. Since Yu Zhixun had said it, that meant the other party was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

"He... who is he?" Xiao Wenqiang said with difficulty.

"Hao Jian." Yu Zhixun stated this flatly, believing that Xiao Wenqiang could not possibly be unaware of this name.

Xiao Wenqiang's expression instantly showed panic, his eyes quivering non-stop. It took him a long while before he finally managed a bitter smile, "So it's him."

"Dad, who is Hao Jian?" Xiao Xiaole asked, confused.

"Who is Hao Jian?" With a backhand slap, Xiao Wenqiang hit Xiao Xiaole, trembling with fury, "I've told you long ago not to clash with Hao Jian. Can't you even remember his name?"

"You mean the Hao Jian who beat up Kong Xiaozhen and Liang Jiankun?" Xiao Xiaole, on the other hand, paled, evidently aware of who this person was. Surely, if there was anyone in Hua City who should not be provoked right now, it was without doubt Hao Jian.

Everyone outside said that this guy was like a rabid dog, biting anyone he caught sight of, and those targeted by him would be lucky to escape with just a scrape; he was even more terrifying than the former rulers of Hua City, the Hua City Four Young Masters. Even Liang Jiankun and Kong Xiaozhen had suffered defeats at his hands.

Before he came out, Xiao Wenqiang had especially warned him not to have any conflicts with Hao Jian. Xiao Xiaole didn't take it seriously, thinking that Hua City was so big, how could he possibly encounter him? What he did not expect was that he actually would.

"If not him, then who? You worthless son, you're going to kill me!" Xiao Wenqiang, furious, slapped him again, appearing extremely angry.

Xiao Xiaole cried out in distress; how could he have anticipated such an outcome? Now, even his father wasn't on his side. Today, it seemed, he had been beaten for nothing.

"Why aren't you kneeling yet!" Xiao Wenqiang kicked Xiao Xiaole to the ground, then looked at Hao Jian with a forced smile, "Mr. Hao Jian, my foolish son has offended you, please don't take it to heart."

"Why aren't you kneeling?" Hao Jian asked with a smug smile.

"Ah?" Xiao Wenqiang's expression instantly changed.

"He's kneeling and you're not? Do you think that's appropriate?"

"But I haven't offended you," Xiao Wenqiang forced out a smile uglier than crying.

"You haven't offended me, but he has. A father must answer for his son's faults, so you must take responsibility," Hao Jian dismissed his pleas outright.

Xiao Wenqiang's expression froze; as someone of status, how could he kneel in public like this? If word got out, how could he face anyone ever again?

Seeing Xiao Wenqiang hesitating, Hao Jian sneered coldly: "If you don't kneel, I'll make you and your son eunuchs, and then your family will truly come to an end. Of course, if your father can still manage, you won't have to worry about this."

The crowd went silent; that was a bit too crass, wasn't it? Xiao Wenqiang looked well into his fifties, so wouldn't his father be in his eighties or nineties? Could he still manage? Was that likely?

Xiao Wenqiang knew he couldn't avoid it. He signaled to his bodyguards, who quickly surrounded him to shield him from onlookers.

Only then did Xiao Wenqiang kneel down towards Hao Jian.

"Without my permission, none of you may stand up. Now, let's enjoy the concert." Hao Jian chuckled contentedly and then turned to his students, "Come on, find your seats. No one dares to compete with us for them now."

"Woo woo woo."

The students all cheered, exceedingly excited, for this feeling was truly exhilarating; they were proud to have such a domineering teacher.

Xiao Wenqiang and his son, however, had bitter expressions and obediently remained kneeling there, not daring to move a muscle.

Especially Xiao Xiaole, suffering unbearable pain in his lower body, had initially hoped to quickly deal with Hao Jian and then head to the hospital to see if there was still a chance for treatment. Now, that seemed unlikely.

Meanwhile, Che Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yating naturally took their seats next to Hao Jian.

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