Supremely Talented Tyrant

Victor fell silent. He had no idea why there was a sudden case of a corpse splitting open, but rationally, he was sure that it couldn't be the work of malevolent spirits. Suddenly, the back of the body twitched, and then a man, completely naked except for a pair of underwear, separated from the corpse. He was covered in blood, having separated from the flesh and blood as if reborn in blood like a malevolent ghost, his appearance extremely frightening. Seeing this, everyone was stupefied. A person had actually emerged from a dead body? "Demon, he is a demon! It was he who possessed Frank!" The gang member who had spoken earlier suddenly screamed, his whole face paling with fear. With these words, everyone began to regard Hao Jian with a mix of fright and apprehension. "SHIT!" Victor shot the gang member directly and angrily said, "Anyone else who spouts nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!" He wasn't like these fools. If he could be so easily frightened by Hao Jian, he would never have become the leader of the Night Stars. Victor squinted at Hao Jian. "That guy was just hiding inside Frank's body!" "He killed Frank and then dug out Frank's flesh from his body, leaving only a shell, and then hid inside it to make it safely here," Frank said with a cold laugh, clearly having already seen through everything. He was an atheist, not believing in the existence of ghosts or gods. If there really were gods in this world, someone like him might have died countless times already. Hearing this explanation, everyone couldn't help but get goosebumps. Digging the flesh out from a person's body and then hiding inside? This guy might not be a demon, but how was his act any different from that of a demon? Despite Victor's explanation, the gang's anxiousness did not ease; in fact, it only intensified their fear. "He is a demon in human skin!" Suddenly, someone else shouted loudly. Victor was so angry he wanted to curse out loud. Were these guys really so brain-dead? After all this time, they were still circling back to the same conclusion! "I never thought, for this woman, you would go to such lengths. Should I say I'm impressed?" Victor said to Hao Jian, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "If I hadn't done this, how else would you have become so furiously embarrassed that you had to call her over?" Hao Jian also sneered back. If he had taken action himself, it probably would have wasted a lot of time, and no one could guarantee that Yuan Shanshan wouldn't be auctioned off during that period. And if he had made a direct entrance, he could have also risked startling Victor, forcing him to change locations and take Yuan Shanshan away. So, Hao Jian had played a trick, a ruthlessly inhumane one! At the same time, Hao Jian pulled out two machetes from Frank's corpse. Seeing Hao Jian reaching for something, the gang members initially thought he was grabbing a gun and involuntarily jumped in fright, but when they saw it was just two machetes, they were all dumbfounded. With a machete in each hand and a malicious grin, Hao Jian looked at Victor: "Ever heard of 'Hua City's Thirteen Protectors'? I'm their boss. Back in the days, with a machete in each hand, I chased men for miles, from Dongtian Road all the way to Beihuai Middle Road. I earned the nickname 'The Incredible Beast' back then!" "Pfft…" Yuan Shanshan could hardly contain her laughter at these words. As he spoke, Hao Jian then suddenly swung his arm and chopped one of the men to the ground. "Ah?" Seeing this, the members of the Night Stars were stunned and began to scream in terror. "Run, this guy's gone crazy!" "Hurry, we can't handle this man-shaped devil!" The gang members yelled disgracefully, terrified to the point of nearly wetting themselves by Hao Jian's appearance. "Damn it, you have guns, and he only has two machetes. What are you afraid of?" Victor roared in indignation, driving himself insane with frustration at the cowardice of his men. A group armed with guns being scared off by someone with knives was pathetically ludicrous! "Uh, yeah, we have guns. What are we afraid of?" Only then did the gang members snap out of it, one by one stopping in their tracks. "Kill him!" All members were ruthless, aiming their handguns at Hao Jian. Without waiting for Victor to say anything, they started shooting. At that moment, they were so panicked by Hao Jian, they just wanted to eliminate him as quickly as possible. Guns kept firing, but Hao Jian seemed indifferent, hurling the machetes. The machetes spun in the air, continuously harvesting lives. Usually, it was a slice to the throat, and in just moments, seven or eight men had died. Meanwhile, the organization members were shooting at Hao Jian frantically as if they had gone mad, because they all knew well the terror of Hao Jian—they didn't want to die, so they had to eliminate Hao Jian immediately. Hao Jian caught the watermelon knife that flew back to him, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He stomped hard on the ground, his figure bursting forward like a runaway train, and at the same time, he swung the butcher knife again. Before long, a group of people had fallen in a pool of blood, all killed by a single slash to the throat. At this sight, Victor's expression changed drastically with fear. Was this guy even human? One man taking on gunfire with two kitchen knives, are you kidding me? Is this a movie scene? "Now, only you are left," Hao Jian said with a smirk, looking at Victor. "Do you think I would beg for mercy? Just kill me and spare me the nonsense! I, Victor, am a gang leader after all. I will not bow to you!" Victor said proudly. Ten minutes later... A bruised and swollen Victor wailed, "Dad, stop hitting me, I know I was wrong, dad... dad..." Victor was indeed a tough guy; however, he had underestimated Hao Jian's methods of torture. "Alright, I'm done playing with you. I will send you to your death now!" Hao Jian raised the firearm in his hand, aiming at Victor, ready to shoot him dead. "No no no, please forgive me, it was just business!" Victor slowly shook his head. "For me, it's not just business, it symbolizes justice! Since it's about justice, there must be an evil side, and sadly for you, you're that evil side. So now, I, Hao Jian, am going to eliminate you on behalf of the Moon!" Hao Jian struck a Sailor Moon warrior pose, then suddenly pointed at Victor. "..." Victor was stunned for a moment, then realized Hao Jian was not planning to let him go, and started to curse, "******, you Huaxia fool!" "Huh? You dare to insult me? Alright, I had thought about letting you go, but given your attitude, I guess I have no choice but to kill you now," Hao Jian said with an unhappy snort, unlocking the safety. "What? No no no, you heard it wrong, I wasn't insulting you, I... Ah, why can't I keep my mouth shut?" Victor, sensing a glimmer of hope to live, began to fiercely slap himself, making loud smacking sounds, quickly swelling up his face. Victor looked pitifully at Hao Jian, showing none of the demeanors of a leader, "Now, can you let me go?" "No, you have insulted me, and now I am angry," Hao Jian pouted unhappily. "I didn't mean it, I... I was just confused for a moment, I'm an idiot, don't stoop to my level," Victor hurriedly pleaded sycophantically. "How about this? If you don't kill me, I will give you all the money I have made over the years, several billion!" Nothing is as convincing as tangible benefits, and Victor knew this well. Mere persuasion wouldn't convince Hao Jian, so he put forward his bargaining chips since no one in this world isn't greedy for money! "Alright, seeing how sincere you are..." Hao Jian pondered for a moment. "Yes, yes, I'm very sincere!" Victor quickly nodded, his face flushed with excitement, believing he could make a comeback as long as he stayed alive! Suddenly, a sly smirk crossed Hao Jian's face: "Seeing how sincere you are, I won't torture you anymore, I'll just kill you with one swift blow now!" "What?" Victor's face turned green, this wasn't how he expected things to go. In his script, the scenario was supposed to be: after being punished by Hao Jian, he sincerely repents and decides to change his ways, adding that he will hand over all his wealth as compensation, thus deeply moving Hao Jian, who decides to spare his life, and then Hao Jian leaves France and he can continue to commit crimes. No, there was something wrong with the script, it wasn't supposed to go like this! This guy wasn't supposed to kill him after all this, why, after all this, was he still going to kill him? "Did you really naively think I wouldn't kill you?" Hao Jian scoffed contemptuously. "******!" Victor cursed aloud. "Cursing at me? I'm going to kill you!" Hao Jian glared. "Would you let me go if I didn't curse?" "No!" "Then what's the difference whether I curse or not?" Victor roared hysterically, feeling utterly toyed with by Hao Jian. "The difference is, if you curse, I get upset, and if I'm upset, I won't let you die so easily! I'll torture you bit by bit. So, in order to receive my pardon, hurry up and transfer those billions to me!" Hao Jian shamelessly said. "Damn it, you think I'm a fool! You're going to kill me and still expect me to give you money?" Victor, driven to fury, his face turning green, had seen many shameless people, but this level of shamelessness was a first for him. Hao Jian kicked Victor to the ground, then stepped on his face: "I'm giving you one more chance, will you give it or not?" "No! You're a robber!" Victor yelled, lying on the floor.