Supremely Talented Tyrant

Chapter 30 Give You a Choice!

The roar of the motorcycles was deafening, as if someone were deliberately turning the throttle.

"Who's still riding motorcycles at this hour?" Tie Shan said, puzzled, but then his expression froze.

Because he saw a dozen or more vehicles approaching from afar, each motorcycle carrying two to three people, making it a total of about forty individuals.

And all of them clutched steel rods and baseball bats, with faces full of horizontal scars, and an unyielding demeanor that clearly indicated they were up to no good.

A look of resignation flashed across Hao Jian's face – indeed, Zhuang Yibin had called for backup.

"Come on, you want to hit me, don't you? If you have the guts, do it!" Zhuang Yibin laughed triumphantly, and deliberately crooked his finger at Tie Shan and the others, his face full of provocation.

The expressions on Tie Shan and the others were ugly; they didn't respond, as the opposing side outnumbered them by too much. With only nine of them, they stood no chance against the forty enemies.

"Kid, I already told you before to mind your own business. Now you have two choices: either kneel down and knock your head on the ground three times, begging me to spare you, or go to the hospital. Pick one," Zhuang Yibin said to Hao Jian, his disdain for him deep to the bone.

If it weren't for Hao Jian, Xiao Qiang might have already been taken away by him, and they wouldn't have all these troubles.

As he spoke, his attitude was arrogantly superior, as if he were the God of Death that controlled life and death, outdoing even the real God of Death, Hao Jian, in his swagger, which left Hao Jian flabbergasted.

Hao Jian couldn't help but want to laugh. Being the God of Death and yet threatened by a petty hooligan; he wondered how many people would lose their teeth from laughing if this story got out.

Hao Jian shook his head and smiled with a playful tone, "I'll give you only one choice: disability."

Zhuang Yibin's face turned cold, "Fine, then I hope you can be just as tough later!"

"Attack!"

Zhuang Yibin roared, and the gangsters dismounted from their motorcycles and started moving towards Hao Jian and his group.

"Zhuang Yibin, what the hell do you want?" Seeing this, Xiao Qiang instantly panicked; she couldn't just watch Hao Jian and the others get beaten up.

If it weren't to save her, Hao Jian and his group wouldn't have needed to get involved in this mess at all.

"Xiao Qiang, you really don't know what I want?" Zhuang Yibin said with a skewed smile, "As long as you leave with me, I won't lay a finger on your friends here. If not, I will cripple them first, and then abduct you! The choice is yours."

"Minister Xiao, don't listen to him; it's just a fight at worst. The guys here are armed; we aren't afraid of him," Tie Shan said bravely. Zhuang Yibin's threat toward a woman disgusted him!

"Yeah, Minister Xiao, you just got away from that beast; you can't go back now," Heigui added in agreement.

Xiao Qiang hesitated, torn. If she didn't go with Zhuang Yibin, Tie Shan and the others would get beaten up, but it was her fault – why should others bear the consequences?

Xiao Qiang's delicate frame trembled slightly, and after a long while, as if mustering all the strength in her body, she let out a long breath and said,

"I'll go with you."

"Minister Xiao!"

Tie Shan and the others looked over in shock; they knew that once Xiao Qiang left with Zhuang Yibin, the next moment she would end up in someone else's bed to keep them company.

"I know what I'm doing."

Xiao Qiang said, trying to appear calm; indeed she knew, but was powerless to resist.

She was ultimately too kind-hearted and couldn't bear to watch others get hurt for her sake.

Seeing Xiao Qiang give in, not a trace of remorse appeared on Zhuang Yibin's face; instead, he became even more smug.

Xiao Qiang took a step forward, preparing to walk towards Zhuang Yibin, but at that moment, she felt a warm, large hand grab hers.

Hao Jian looked at her calmly and said authoritatively, "Woman, I didn't say you could leave yet."

"Hao Jian." Xiao Qiang stared at Hao Jian, dazed.

"Since I said I would take you home, I will definitely take you home. Before I do, you can't go anywhere else," Hao Jian declared firmly.

"But."

Tears welled up in Xiao Qiang's eyes. She wanted to scold Hao Jian for being nosy, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

This bastard, why couldn't he understand? She didn't want them to get hurt because of her.

"There's nothing to 'but' about; now you just listen to me," Hao Jian said, not allowing any room for Xiao Qiang to argue, appearing very chauvinistic yet also exuding the air of a true man. This type of man, who gives women a sense of security, believes in keeping promises and would protect his woman from any harm, even at the risk of his own life.

"Kid, you've been screwing up my plans over and over; do you really think I wouldn't dare touch you?" Zhuang Yibin's face twisted malevolently as he bellowed with bloodshot eyes:

"Get him! Break both of that punk's legs!!!"

"Stay here, and don't come out without my permission," Hao Jian turned and said to Xiao Qiang, his voice carrying an undeniable seriousness.

Xiao Qiang had barely started to object when her eyes met Hao Jian's cold glare. Intimidated, she lowered her head and obediently nodded.

When he turned back, a murderous aura covered Hao Jian's face, and his thoughts seemed to travel back to the moment he first stepped into the dark world.

Hao Jian directly approached Tie Shan and the others, smiling as he asked, "Are you scared?"

"Scared my ass!" Tie Shan cursed with a smile on his face as well.

"Good, if you're not scared, then prepare to make a scene," Hao Jian said with a cold laugh, his gaze swiftly turning towards the gangsters in front of him.

At that moment, a gangster swung a stick straight at his head. He was convinced that his strike would hit Hao Jian, and in the next moment, he anticipated seeing him with a bloodied head.

But just as the stick was about to hit Hao Jian, he drifted away without warning.

Yes, drifted!

Beyond that, those people didn't know how else to describe Hao Jian's movements. He was like a ghost.

Expressionless, Hao Jian slowly lifted his leg and swept it effortlessly. The gangster was sent flying like a deflated ball, tumbling over a dozen others in his path.

Tie Shan and the others were stunned. They had no idea Hao Jian was so formidable. A kick that could send a strong man flying must have had at least several hundred pounds of force, right?

Seeing Hao Jian take down more than a dozen of them in an instant, Zhuang Yibin's eyes bulged in shock, his eyelids twitching wildly as if he had seen a ghost!

"Brother Hu, how... how come your guys are so weak?" Zhuang Yibin asked the burly man beside him with a look of frantic urgency.

Hearing Zhuang Yibin's taunt, Brother Hu's face instantly darkened as he bellowed:

"Open your damn eyes, you idiots! If you can't take down that kid, wait and see how I'll deal with you afterward!"