Supremely Talented Tyrant

Hao Jian got out of the car and walked towards the group of firefighters. Then he scolded the firefighters who were already dumbfounded, "What are you all gaping at for? Why aren't you getting to work?"

"Oh, oh, oh, get moving! Damn, a bunch of fools, hurry up! Do you want to watch someone die?" The captain immediately cursed at the firefighters.

The firefighters then began to move in a flurry, placing the safety air cushion where Zhang Wenying would land.

"Brother, I admire you! You're a real man, with such spirit, even we soldiers feel ashamed!" The fire captain gave Hao Jian a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I will have my men keep it secret; no one will know it was you who damaged his car."

"It doesn't matter if they keep it secret or not, I want to see which nouveau riche is so ostentatious to park his car here," Hao Jian sneered. If he hadn't been here today, a tragedy would have been almost unavoidable. And the car owner would have had to pay for today's incident.

"Brother, I think we should keep a low profile. Anyone who can drive such a luxury car is not someone we can afford to offend," the fire captain warned kindly, fearing that Hao Jian would act rashly. If he really confronted the car owner, it was likely that Hao Jian could end up getting sued out of his pants.

Hao Jian smiled without saying a word, too lazy to explain anything. He asked, "Can I go up? The person who wants to jump is my sister."

"It's your sister? No wonder," the fire captain revealed an expression as if he had just realized something. No wonder Hao Jian dared to act so recklessly, it was because it was his sister.

"Alright, I'll go up with you. You have to talk some sense into her. Don't let her become desperate. By the way, the vulgar one here is named Huang, Huang Zhijun. If you don't mind, let's be friends," Huang Zhijun said, appreciating a man of Hao Jian's mettle.

"Hao Jian." Hao Jian extended his hand to Huang Zhijun.

"Hao Jian?" Your name is quite interesting," Huang Zhijun laughed heartily.

"Brother Huang, although I would like to chat with you right now, my sister..." Hao Jian said with a wry smile.

"Ah, sorry, my oversight, let's go up now." Huang Zhijun walked upstairs with Hao Jian.

"Hao Jian, you finally came." Seeing Hao Jian arrive, Old Zhang was so excited he almost cried and hurriedly greeted him.

"What's the situation now?" Hao Jian asked with a darkened expression.

"That Kong Xuanye dumped her and circulated her *** in the school. She, she can't show her face anymore!" Old Zhang said with a hint of sobbing in his voice, feeling a mix of hatred and annoyance.

Hatred for Kong Xuanye's shamelessness, yet also annoyance at his own helplessness, unable to assist his daughter.

"Why didn't you call the police? And what's with the injury on your face?" Hao Jian asked in an unfriendly tone, noting the fresh injury on Old Zhang's face.

"It was Kong Xuanye who hit me. After the incident, my wife and I went to confront him. But not only did he refuse to acknowledge what he'd done, he also had people beat us up like this," Old Zhang said through clenched teeth. "We did call the police afterward, but Kong Xuanye's family is rich and powerful. He was detained for less than a day before being released!"

Old Zhang hated his own powerlessness, unable to restore his daughter's honor or avenge her.

"Let's talk about these matters later. Let's deal with the situation at hand first," Hao Jian nodded to show his understanding and then walked towards Zhang Wenying.

"Old Zhang, who is he?" Old Zhang's wife asked in confusion. She didn't know Old Zhang had such a friend.

"He's my brother!" Old Zhang said proudly, "My brother is very capable, there's nothing he can't do!"

"Really? Don't brag. When have you ever met someone like that?" Old Zhang's wife dismissed him curtly. Old Zhang was just a security guard; how could he know such a person?

In her view, either Old Zhang had been deceived, or he was just boasting!

"Nonsense, how am I bragging? What I said is true!" Old Zhang said discontentedly. "You're a woman who knows nothing, just shut up!"

How dare she look down upon him. Even Hao Jian, a man of such stature, did not look down on him, so what gave her the right to scorn him?

Hao Jian walked towards Zhang Wenying and as she saw Hao Jian approaching, Zhang Wenying's emotions became significantly more agitated, warning him, "Stop right there, don't come any closer! Otherwise, I'll jump!"

But Hao Jian acted as if he hadn't heard her speak and continued walking toward Zhang Wenying.

"You..." Zhang Wenying was stunned to see that Hao Jian wasn't listening to her, wondering if he didn't care about her life at all?

"Hey, hey, hey, who are you? Don't provoke her!" a police officer present told Hao Jian.

"Brother Hao Jian, your sister is agitated; it's better if you persuade her from a distance," Huang Zhijun also said to Hao Jian, fearing that a careless act by Hao Jian might provoke Zhang Wenying to jump.

However, Hao Jian kept walking as if he hadn't heard them until he reached Zhang Wenying.

Zhang Wenying was also stunned, not knowing what Hao Jian wanted to do. Save her? It seemed unlikely. There was not a hint of worry on his face; instead, he wore a smile that seemed almost eager for her to jump.

At that moment, everyone saw Hao Jian stop in front of Zhang Wenying and then, with a swift motion of his foot, kicked Zhang Wenying off!

"Ahh!"

A shrill scream instantly pierced the sky and echoed through the entire building.

"Wow!"

Downstairs, some people who witnessed the scene couldn't help but scream in fright, never expecting Zhang Wenying would actually jump.

Old Zhang was stunned, Huang Zhijun was stunned, everyone was stunned.

The atmosphere instantly fell silent. After hesitating for about three to five seconds, everyone seemed to wake from a dream and rushed to the railing to look down.

Only when they saw Zhang Wenying land safely on the air cushion did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Old Zhang's wife burst into flames, pointing at Old Zhang's nose and cursing loudly, "Old Zhang, what kind of people did you invite? Did you intend for him to kill our daughter?"

She was really angry. Hao Jian had actually kicked Zhang Wenying off. Wasn't this wishing Zhang Wenying dead?

The policemen were also angrily eyeing Hao Jian, as his action had already bordered on attempted murder.

Huang Zhijun was also full of astonishment. Was this guy really the brother he knew?

"I..." Old Zhang was also taken aback. At this moment, he didn't know what to say, because he had no idea Hao Jian would save Zhang Wenying in such a manner.
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"If she doesn't 'die' once, she will never know the preciousness of life. I believe she felt the fear of death in that instant," said Hao Jian, smiling as he addressed Old Zhang's wife, "Sister-in-law, I knew in advance there was an air cushion below, so I dared to do it; otherwise, wouldn't I be a murderer? Do I look like a fool to you? Killing someone in front of a crowd of policemen?"

With that, the expression on Old Zhang's wife's face eased a lot.

"Look at you, I told you my brother wasn't ordinary. Every move he makes is profound!" Old Zhang snorted, and then looked at Hao Jian curiously, "Hao Jian, I saw there was a supercar below just now, how did you get it moved?"

"This brother is fierce. He drove and knocked that supercar out of the way, or else we wouldn't have been able to carry out the rescue," praised Huang Zhijun to Hao Jian.

Immediately, Old Zhang was taken aback, then quickly approached Hao Jian and grabbed his hand: "Hao Jian, there's nothing else to say, my family owes you a life!"

He knew all too well the price to pay for knocking away a supercar—it would be at least a couple of million yuan.

His wife was also embarrassed, feeling ashamed for having wrongly blamed Hao Jian just a moment ago.

"He's our brother. Why say these unnecessary words? Let's go down and see how Zhang Wenying is," Hao Jian shook his head.

At once, everyone hurried downstairs to find Zhang Wenying, who was sitting inside the air cushion, staring blankly as if she had lost her soul. She didn't move at all when someone tried to pull her up and screamed at anyone who tried to help her.

"Daughter!" When Old Zhang and his wife saw Zhang Wenying like this, they quickly approached her.

"Get away! It's all your fault! If it wasn't for you, Xuanye wouldn't have abandoned me!" Zhang Wenying pushed them both away, shouting loudly like a shrew.

"Sigh..." Old Zhang let out a sigh; his already aged face now seemed even more haggard.

He didn't dare argue back, allowing Zhang Wenying to curse. Her emotions were too volatile, and he dared not upset her further.

Zhang Wenying's mother was weeping, her sobs unceasing.

At that moment, Hao Jian let out a cold laugh and walked over to Zhang Wenying, delivering a slap directly across her face.

"Slap!"

Zhang Wenying's body lurched to the side, tumbling to the ground, as a bright red handprint appeared on her face, which quickly swelled up.

"Wenying!" Seeing this, Zhang Wenying's mother was immediately frantic. She had never hit Zhang Wenying so hard before, but Hao Jian's slap was so fierce.

But Old Zhang held her back, shaking his head at her, signaling that they should let Hao Jian handle this.

"Sigh..." Old Zhang's wife could only heave a helpless sigh.

"How dare you hit me?" Zhang Wenying turned her head in shock and then swung her hand towards Hao Jian's face.

But just as her hand was about to hit Hao Jian's face, he delivered another slap.

"Slap!"

Yet another slap landed.

"You..."

"Slap!"

Hao Jian kept hitting Zhang Wenying, his slaps relentless, hammering her face.

Old Zhang and his wife, though heartsick, were helpless and could only watch from a distance.

Finally, Zhang Wenying stopped moving, maybe realizing she could never beat Hao Jian. She had already fallen so low, she didn't care about being humiliated by Hao Jian anymore.