Supremely Talented Tyrant

"What makes you think you're too good for my daughter? What's wrong with her, huh? She's beautiful, has a great figure, smart, and countless young men are after her. What gives you the right?"

Guo Shuxian instantly felt displeased. A daughter is a mother's little cotton-padded jacket, and there's an unspoken rule in the heart of every mother:

My daughter can look down on you, but you absolutely cannot look down on her!

"It's not that she's not good, it's just that..." Hao Jian was half-laughing, half-crying, wanting to explain.

Guo Shuxian interrupted him directly: "Just what? My daughter is so beautiful, being fancied by you should be considered your great fortune? You still dare to be picky, are you blind?"

Guo Shuxian threatened, "I'm telling you, if you can't give me a good reason today, don't even think about leaving this room!"

"Alright, alright, I actually like her," Hao Jian couldn't bear it any longer and reluctantly changed his tune.

"You really are a pervert, not even letting little girls go," Guo Shuxian stared deeply at Hao Jian, a creepy smile on her face as if to say "I knew it."

"Can I beat up your mom?" Hao Jian turned to ask Che Xiaoxiao.

"What do you think?" Che Xiaoxiao glared back.

"Sigh," Hao Jian sighed heavily.

"What? You still want to hit me? Abducting an underage girl, and you think you've got the right? Do you believe I would call the cops right now?"

Guo Shuxian fumed, her face red with anger. This scoundrel had bullied her daughter and now he was thinking of bullying her? Was Guo Shuxian someone easy to mess with?

"You really are her biological mother."

Hao Jian looked at Che Xiaoxiao and nodded seriously. Before, Xiaoxiao had said her mother would definitely do this, and sure enough, it happened just as she predicted.

"You go ahead first, we'll get in touch another day," Che Xiaoxiao said to Hao Jian, looking a bit worn out.

"Don't you dare!" Guo Shuxian shouted.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Hao Jian asked with some concern.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I said you're not allowed to leave, didn't you hear me?" Guo Shuxian shouted again.

"It's fine, she's my mom, she's not going to kill me, right?" Che Xiaoxiao forced a smile.

"Are you even listening to me?" Guo Shuxian was livid, these two insubordinate youngsters acting as if she were invisible.

"Okay then." Hao Jian stood up and left.

"If you dare to leave, I will call the police right now!" Guo Shuxian threatened, her hand on her phone as if ready to make a call.

Hao Jian's forehead bulged with veins, growing angrier at being provoked in turns. He turned around and smiled slyly at Guo Shuxian:

"Auntie, I saw you're a bit saggy just now, but it's understandable with age. I have a method here, just three months, and you can regain your past figure. Not for three or four thousand, not for one or two thousand, just for the grateful price of 998!"

"Swish!"

A water glass was thrown at him.

Hao Jian laughed as he opened the door and left, the water glass smashing against the door behind him.

"Bastard!"

Guo Shuxian gritted her teeth in anger. This despicable man had to pick on the most sensitive spots, doing it on purpose!

After leaving Che Xiaoxiao's home, Hao Jian drove out of the villa compound, then pulled over at the roadside and lit a cigarette for himself.

In the night, his face was hazy and profound in the smoke, seemingly hesitant about whether to go through with the unfinished business.

After finishing his cigarette, his eyes finally flashed with cold determination, he slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the car shot out like a steel bullet.

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"No. Stop! Let me go!"

Within a big manor, a woman's fearful screams echoed.

"Damn it, strip her clothes off!" Brother Huoniu, his head wrapped in a bandage, yelled ferociously.

He was having a tough night. Not only had Spice Ginger swept through his territory, but some unknown punk had beaten him black and blue, scraping his face, fundamentally ruining his appearance.

Fortunately, on his way back, he caught a good-looking housewife; Brother Huoniu just grabbed her to take his anger out on her.

"Damn it, I must find that kid, then chop him up into a thousand pieces!"

Brother Huoniu sat on a nearby sofa, gulping down his alcohol in frustration, suddenly slammed the bottle, and said ferociously:

"And that bitch, after I'm done playing with her, I'll send her to the Philippines to become a military prostitute!"

"Brother Huoniu, don't be mad. The boss already knows about this and has sent people to find them. We should have news soon," one of his followers said with a sinister laugh.

Brother Huoniu nodded, unbuckling his belt, he leered and walked over, "Today you're in luck to meet me. In a while, you'll get to taste the strength of Brother Niu."

"You really can't teach an old dog new tricks."

Just then, a light, drifting voice came from the rooftop.

Brother Huoniu and his men were startled and looked up to see a man in a trench coat, smoking a cigarette, descending from the skylight with a wild grin on his face.

"It's you!?" Brother Huoniu was shocked, not expecting Hao Jian to come to him.

"That's right, it's me. I've been thinking about it, and I've decided it's better to end you, so here I am."

Hao Jian said with a not-so-friendly grin, judging by Brother Huoniu's ruthless nature, he would definitely come after Situ Ming and Che Xiaoxiao again, possibly even killing them both.

Having met too many people like Brother Huoniu, Hao Jian decided not to disable him immediately but chose to come alone now to prevent future trouble.

No sooner had Hao Jian finished speaking, Brother Huoniu's men instantly drew their guns on him, their expressions fierce, ready to shoot Hao Jian into a sieve at a word from Brother Huoniu.

"You think you can finish me? Kid, do you think this is the same as at the bar?" Brother Huoniu let out a cold laugh.

"After I kill you, I'll go find your girlfriend. Don't worry, I'll take very good care of her!"

"You won't get the chance. Tonight, you will die here," Hao Jian sneered, looking at Brother Huoniu as if he was looking at a dead man.

"I'm going to die here? Kid, did you not see the guns in our hands?"

Brother Huoniu burst into laughter. Was this young man insane? How could he possibly think of killing him under these circumstances?

"Saw them, so what?" Hao Jian shrugged nonchalantly.