Supremely Talented Tyrant

Jiang Qihu saw Zhao Yating dare to call someone over and instantly got annoyed. He scolded Hao Jian, "Who the fuck let you in? Get the hell out!"

"Get out? Haha, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?" Hao Jian sneered and then grabbed Jiang Qihu by the collar with one hand, "Seems like you haven't realized your situation here."

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Qihu was still blustering, not taking Hao Jian seriously at all.

"What do you think? Filming my student, you've got quite the nerve," Hao Jian said with a feigned smile, Jiang Qihu was just as Zhao Yating had said, arrogant to the extreme.

Having done something shady, yet he acted more arrogant than anyone else.

"Me, secretly filming? Do you have any evidence? Bring out the evidence!" Jiang Qihu laughed scornfully, provocatively looking at Hao Jian, confident that without evidence, they couldn't touch him.

"Evidence? It's all probably on that computer, right?" Hao Jian turned his head to look towards Fatty.

And Jiang Qihu's heart sank, his gaze shifting to Fatty in shock.

"It's useless, I've already uploaded everything to the cloud. There's nothing in here!" Fatty said, somewhat smugly.

That assured Jiang Qihu completely, and he looked at Hao Jian provocatively, "What can you do to me now?"

"You think you're so smart?" A frost flashed in Hao Jian's eyes as he stared coldly at Jiang Qihu.

"Fuck your mother, what's it to you whether I'm smart or not? Fucking get lost or I'll call the security up here!" Angered by Hao Jian gripping his collar, Jiang Qihu cursed loudly.

"Bang!"

Hao Jian punched Jiang Qihu in the stomach, and with a retch, Jiang Qihu nearly vomited bile.

"Don't curse in front of me, we're all civilized people. Don't just throw around 'fuck your mother', I 'fuck your mother'!" Hao Jian cursed angrily.

Everyone was speechless, telling Jiang Qihu not to swear, but you're even worse, okay?

"You... you dare to hit me? I won't let you off!" Jiang Qihu said menacingly, his expression turning fierce. Hao Jian had dared to hit him publicly; he had to make Hao Jian suffer a fate worse than death.

"Fatty, call someone up!" Jiang Qihu yelled at Fatty.

Fatty quickly picked up the phone to call for backup.

By this time, Jiang Qihu's face was as pale as paper, but he still looked venomously at Hao Jian, "Just you wait, if I don't break your legs, then I'm not Jiang Qihu!"

"And you..." Jiang Qihu glared at Zhao Yating behind Hao Jian, "I'll sell you into a night club. Don't think I can't do it, I know people with Black Boss!"

Zhao Yating frowned, her face cold as she stared down Jiang Qihu.

"Are you done talking?" Hao Jian asked, his face expressionless as he looked at Jiang Qihu.

"You..." Jiang Qihu was about to speak, but Hao Jian's slap came flying up.

"Slap!"

Jiang Qihu spat out several teeth instantly, and his face swelled up at once.

"If you're done talking, then just take your beating quietly!" Hao Jian snorted coldly and then kicked Jiang Qihu over to the ground before turning to Zhao Yating and the others, "Come on! If you have grievances, air them out; if you have grudges, settle them!"

"Wow!"

A group of girls swarmed and stomped viciously on Jiang Qihu.

Zhao Yating also stepped forward to stomp on Jiang Qihu furiously, "This is for hitting me just now, this is for hitting me just now!"

Immediately after, Hao Jian walked over to Fatty, "Are you his accomplice?"

Fatty was paralyzed with fear but still mustered the courage to say, "Don't mess around, our boss has **** connections. If you hit us, our boss won't let you off!"

"Oh, threatening me?" Hao Jian laughed mockingly, and seeing Hao Jian laugh like that made Fatty instantly nervous.

"No, I wasn't threatening, just reminding you," he said spinelessly, not wanting to end up beaten like Jiang Qihu.

"A reminder? Do you think I need your reminder? Fuck off!" Hao Jian kicked his fat face, knocking him to the ground.

"Stop it, all of you!" And just then, a man's shout suddenly came from the doorway.

A group of security guards stood at the door, looking coldly at Hao Jian and his group.

The one leading them was in his early thirties, a burly man with thick, hairy hands, looking like a wild man in full bloom.

"Wang Qiang, help me beat up this kid!" Jiang Qihu yelled at the burly man, while continuing to howl in pain.

"Kid, you dare to make trouble in our company, are you fucking tired of living?" Wang Qiang glared with his big, round eyes, staring straight at Hao Jian.

"This guy installed a camera in the changing room and ******** the girls changing. As security personnel, shouldn't you take care of this?" Zhao Yating shouted at Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang frowned, feeling some displeasure in his heart. Had the matter actually been exposed? Wasn't this guy always very careful?

"Sneaking photos? Where's the evidence? Without evidence, what crap are you talking about?" Jiang Qihu sneered coldly, then let out a sinister laugh, "And do you think asking for his help will do you any good? He's on my side!"

Zhao Yating and the other girls were immediately shocked. Were these security guards also involved?

Wang Qiang let out a dissatisfied snort, seemingly very unhappy that Jiang Qihu had spilled the beans to Hao Jian and the others.

"Damn it, stop grunting. I'm almost damn well beaten to a pulp here, and if you don't help now, be careful I'll spill everything!" Jiang Qihu glared at Wang Qiang, threatening him. How could this bastard just stand by and watch him get beaten?

Wang Qiang also knew he had no choice; he and Jiang Qihu were in the same boat.

"Stop it!" Wang Qiang barked at Hao Jian.

"You say 'stop' and we stop? Who the hell do you think you are?" Hao Jian walked right up to Jiang Qihu, then stepped directly on his back, eliciting a scream of agony from Jiang Qihu.

"Are you looking for death?" Wang Qiang grabbed the baton from his waist and approached Hao Jian, swinging it straight at Hao Jian's face.

But just as the baton was about to hit Hao Jian's face, Wang Qiang saw a flash of light before his eyes, and then his baton was gone.

"Huh?" Wang Qiang was stunned. What kind of sorcery was this? How did the baton vanish into thin air from his hand?

"Looking for this?" Hao Jian asked mockingly, weighing Jiang Qihu's baton in his hand.

"You... When did you?" Wang Qiang was dumbfounded. When had Hao Jian taken his baton? And how had he not felt it?

"Bang!"

But Hao Jian responded to his question with a heavy blow, cracking open Wang Qiang's head, with blood gushing copiously.

"Assisting a tyrant, complicit in evil deeds, your death is well deserved!" Hao Jian snorted coldly, then landed several more blows with the baton, causing Wang Qiang to howl in pain.

"Help, help me!" Wang Qiang screamed miserably, like a pig being slaughtered.

Everyone was stunned. This guy was just too ruthless; he really seemed determined to beat someone to death.

"Brothers, get him, take care of this guy!" The other security guards were also enraged and charged at Hao Jian, surrounding him.

Hao Jian surveyed his surroundings, his eyes fiercely cold. "So you all want to end up in the hospital, huh?"

At these words, the fervor of the security guards lessened considerably. They stood frozen in place, not daring to move.

"Go on! Why are you afraid with so many of you?" Wang Qiang roared in anger, his head covered in blood as he bellowed furiously.

Hearing this, the security guards felt it made sense; they had been intimidated by Hao Jian for a moment and had forgotten they had the advantage in numbers.

Immediately, the group of security guards looked at Hao Jian with excited expressions, as if they were injected with adrenaline.

And a minute later, the security guards were wailing on the ground like a pile of mud.

By this time, quite a crowd had gathered, including models, minor celebrities, and regular employees. They had rushed over upon hearing the sounds of fighting, only to see Hao Jian single-handedly take down all the security guards in their company.

They all looked at Hao Jian with very strange eyes, because they didn't know who he was or why he was causing trouble in their company.

Just then, an overweight middle-aged man hurried over. He was dressed in a suit and tie, looking dignified, obviously a person of status.

But as he saw the scene before him, his face immediately dropped.

"It's over... all is lost..." The middle-aged man was ashen-faced. He had rushed over as quickly as he could, only to find he was too late.

This man was Sun Hongsheng, the boss of Divine Might Company. He had heard that Hao Jian had brought his students for an interview at his company, and Sun Hongsheng rushed over in a frenzy.

Because Sun Hongsheng knew that the least provokeable person in Hua City was Hao Jian, who had the guts to defy even Ye Wenying's authority and didn't care about the Four Young Masters of Hua City, much less him.

Such an important figure's arrival, naturally, required Sun Hongsheng to personally greet him.

But Sun Hongsheng hadn't expected to arrive to such a scene; his men had dared to lay hands on Hao Jian, wasn't this courting death?

Hao Jian's identity was such that even the four most powerful families in Hua City dared not provoke him, and yet his own subordinates had been so ignorant as to arouse his fury.

And seeing Hao Jian taking down more than a dozen men by himself, Sun Hongsheng deeply realized that the rumors were true: Hao Jian was truly an anomaly.

Sun Hongsheng hurriedly went up to him, now he absolutely had to defuse Hao Jian's anger, or he would be finished.

"The boss is here!"

At that moment, someone shouted, and a path was cleared for Sun Hongsheng.

"What? The boss is here? We're saved!" Jiang Qihu was suddenly overjoyed. Seeing Hao Jian had also taken down Wang Qiang and the others, Jiang Qihu's face turned ashen, but upon seeing Sun Hongsheng appear, he immediately clung to him like a lifeline and ran towards Sun Hongsheng.

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