Supremely Talented Tyrant

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Breaking a leg is still better than losing your life, right?

"Bang!"

Hao Jian kicked out, sending Mao Yousheng flying before he hit the ground hard, blood on the corner of his mouth, his leg now useless.

But he dared not express any grievance, instead thanking Hao Jian profusely, "Thank you so much, Mr. Hao Jian."

Immediately after, Mao Yousheng also ran away.

Seeing this, Chu Jiangshan wanted to speak, but Hao Jian waved his hand, "If you're going to plead for mercy, then shut your mouth, because I'm never going to let you off no matter what."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiangshan's face instantly showed a complex mix of emotions—an odd combination of regret and panic, with a tint of despair mixed in.

"Take care of him for me, don't let the bastard live," Hao Jian told Kong Xiaozhen.

Kong Xiaozhen nodded, "I know what to do."

"Let's go," Hao Jian said, turning back to Che Xiaoxiao and the others, now completely ignoring Chu Jiangshan as if he were invisible.

Zhao Yating and the others were soft-hearted after all and wanted to say something, but they saw Hao Jian looking at them with a sly grin. They realized he was truly not going to spare Chu Jiangshan and had no choice but to follow Hao Jian out of the restaurant.

"Mr. Hao Jian, Mr. Hao Jian!" Chu Jiangshan kept shouting after Hao Jian's retreating figure, his voice broken with sobs, clearly scared out of his wits.

On the way back, besides Che Xiaoxiao, Zhao Yating and Qin Bing were both somewhat silent, obviously still not recovered from the shock of what had just happened.

The fact that Hao Jian would demand a life at the drop of a hat was too frightening for them.

And Hao Jian had no intention of explaining anything to them. That was just the way he did things; if Chu Jiangshan hadn't been so extreme before, he would not have killed him. It's one thing to be impolite, but it's a different story to commit acts too vile.

Chu Jiangshan wanted to cripple him and then rape Che Xiaoxiao and the others—it was this that enraged Hao Jian.

Had it been someone else, perhaps Chu Jiangshan would have succeeded.

"Che Xiaoxiao, your home is nearby, I'll take you back first," Hao Jian offered.

"But I don't want to go home so quickly. Hao Jian, why don't we go to the bar and hang out a bit more?" Che Xiaoxiao said, tugging at Hao Jian's sleeve, reluctant to part.

Lately, Hao Jian had rarely come to school, and she hadn't had many chances to see him. Finally, there was an opportunity today, but it was ruined by Chu Jiangshan and his thugs, so Che Xiaoxiao was still not ready to call it a night.

"Stop messing around! What time is it!" Hao Jian scolded without any good humor.

"What's there to fear, we're not in school right now, it's vacation," Che Xiaoxiao pouted, dissatisfied.

"It's not okay even if there's no school. You're a girl after all; going home late at night, aren't you afraid your mom will worry?" Hao Jian scolded without much curiosity.

"But I want you to see the tattoo on my butt, I actually got your name tattooed there," Che Xiaoxiao said playfully with a smile.

"Che Xiaoxiao, do you have any decency at all? You don't act like a girl in the slightest," Hao Jian couldn't contain his frustration. This flirty little miss was getting more and more unrestrained lately, daring to openly flirt with him.

"I've always been like this, you know that. Don't you look forward to it at all? I got your name tattooed after all," Che Xiaoxiao said, feigning sadness.

"Go home immediately, there's no room for negotiation," Hao Jian's stance was firm. If he truly kept hanging out with this girl, he might end up not being able to control himself.

But when he arrived at Che Xiaoxiao's house, Hao Jian saw a familiar face there as well.

Guo Shuxian sat in front of Murong Qiushui, both women holding porcelain teacups in their hands, the atmosphere relaxed and casual, and indeed, watching these two stunning beauties enjoy tea was a treat.

Yet, Hao Jian was puzzled—why was Murong Qiushui here? Hadn't she returned to the capital already?

"Ohayou..." Murong Qiushui greeted Hao Jian with a smile, her laughter hinting at mischief.

"Why are you here too?" Hao Jian asked, plopping down on the couch with confusion in his voice.

"If I said I came for you, would you believe me?" Murong Qiushui squinted her eyes, her smile blooming like a flower, exuding a strange charm as she gazed intently at Hao Jian.

"I don't believe it!" Hao Jian shook his head outright.

"That's truly heartbreaking because I did come for you," Murong Qiushui feigned sorrow.

"What did you come for?" Hao Jian frowned, wondering if this woman was now sticking to him.

"To discuss a partnership," Murong Qiushui stated her intention straightforwardly. She had come to find Guo Shuxian with the same goal in mind; she was planning to develop her business in Hua City and needed Guo Shuxian's help.

Hao Jian laughed, "What kind of partnership could I have with you? We are enemies, after all."

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"But I've already left the clan," Murong Qiushui added.

"Hmm?" Hao Jian was shocked, narrowing his eyes at Murong Qiushui, "Is it because of me?"

"You could say that, or maybe not," Murong Qiushui replied.

Hao Jian really didn't know what to say at this point. What was Murong Qiushui thinking? Why would she betray her family for his sake? What benefit did that bring to her?

Hao Jian truly felt that Murong Qiushui was a woman with very deep thoughts; he couldn't see through her intentions at all. Was it because she liked him? Hao Jian wasn't so vain, even if Murong Qiushui did like him, she wouldn't betray her family just for that, would she?

"Don't worry, I'm not here to cling to you. I just want to prove that I can exist without my family, but they cannot be without me, it's just to assert myself," Murong Qiushui explained, likely sensing Hao Jian's concerns.

"Compared to her personal affairs, there's something that you should be more worried about," Guo Shuxian interjected at this moment, her expression serious.

At this time, Guo Shuxian was wearing only a silk nightgown, with her soft chest partially exposed and oozing charm from every angle.

"What is it?" Hao Jian asked.

"You own a piece of land, right?" Guo Shuxian inquired.

"Yes, what about it?" Hao Jian couldn't help but ask, was this matter related to his land?

"Murong Qiushui said there's likely oil on that land of yours, and that's the reason why Murong Yeyun is so keen on getting it. Not only did Murong Yeyun find out, but the Ye Family has noticed as well. They are already preparing to forcibly take the land that rightfully belongs to you," Guo Shuxian said.

Hearing this, Hao Jian immediately grew alarmed and turned to look at Murong Qiushui, no wonder Murong Yeyun had been so curious about his land before.

He had thought that Murong Yeyun genuinely wanted to develop that land into a commercial center, but it turned out that it was all a ruse, and what he actually wanted was to extract the oil beneath it.

"I have the title to that land, can they still take it away under these circumstances?" Hao Jian asked, puzzled.

Guo Shuxian shook her head and said, "You're too naive. Do you think just because you have the title to the land, it's yours for good? All the land belongs to the state, and if the state wants to take it back, there's nothing you can do to stop it!"

Hearing this, Hao Jian's eyebrows knotted in frustration, and he felt somewhat irritated; no one likes to have their property taken, and Hao Jian was no exception.

"I'm aware of this situation," Hao Jian said calmly.

"What do you plan to do about it?" Guo Shuxian was somewhat dissatisfied with Hao Jian's attitude. She had already communicated the seriousness of the situation to him, yet he seemed untroubled as if it was none of his concern.

"If they come with soldiers, we'll block with generals; if they come with water, we'll use earth to cover. What else can I do?" Hao Jian said with a smile. Panicking now was futile; he didn't even know what moves his opponents were planning.

"I have an idea. If you're willing to listen, you might be able to protect your belongings," Murong Qiushui suddenly spoke up.

Hao Jian immediately furrowed his brows, "What's your idea?"

Murong Qiushui leaned in close to Hao Jian's ear and whispered a few sentences.

Hao Jian stared at her in astonishment, "Are you sure your surname is Murong, and not Hao?"

Murong Qiushui rolled her eyes and responded, "You can choose not to listen, up to you."

"Let's do it your way," Hao Jian finally decided, believing Murong Qiushui's method to be viable.

"Also, protect the women around you well; your enemies know what your Achilles' heel is," Murong Qiushui said with a cold chuckle, her meaning pointed and clear.

Just tonight, Hao Jian had brought three women with him, truly a man blessed with lady luck.

Hao Jian was about to say they weren't his women, but Che Xiaoxiao cut in before him, "Hao Jian, I think what this sister said makes a lot of sense. From now on, you better keep a closer eye on me."

"What?" Upon hearing these words, Guo Shuxian immediately flared up and glared at Hao Jian, "Mr. Hao, did you sleep with my daughter?"

"What are you raving about? Why would I fancy her, a child like that?" Hao Jian retorted, irritated. Guo Shuxian always treated him as if he were some kind of heinous villain, which greatly annoyed him.

"Hao Jian, that's not what you said when you took me to get a tattoo!" Che Xiaoxiao rebuked him angrily.

"Tattoo? What tattoo?" Guo Shuxian erupted in rage. Hao Jian actually took her daughter to get a tattoo?

"He took me to get a tattoo, and forced me to tattoo his name, saying it was a testament of love, but then he turned around and denied it all," Che Xiaoxiao claimed, deliberately squeezing out a couple of tears to make her story seem more convincing.

"What the—!?" Hao Jian's face instantly darkened, this was definitely setting him up for a fall.

"Hao Jian, you better explain yourself, what exactly did you do to my daughter?" Guo Shuxian, like an enraged lioness, seemed ready to devour Hao Jian at any moment.

If Hao Jian had actually taken Che Xiaoxiao to get a tattoo, what need was there to explain their relationship further?

At that moment, Guo Shuxian truly wished she could kill Hao Jian. Tattoos, a testament of love? Had the relationship between Hao Jian and Che Xiaoxiao progressed to that extent? They couldn't have actually slept together, could they?...