Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 334: A Ransom of Ten Million Per Person

Brother Spice Ginger shook his head with a cold smile, "I’ll send you the medical expenses later as repayment for that meal."

The man in the suit was dumbfounded. This could actually work?

Before the man in the suit could regain his composure, Brother Spice Ginger’s men had already taken action.

A cudgel smashed straight down onto the thigh root of the man in the suit with a crack. Onlookers saw him rolling on the ground in agony.

"Tsk tsk tsk, looks like racing is out of the picture for you for the rest of your life, huh?" Brother Spice Ginger said with a strange laugh as he watched the man on the ground.

Seeing their companion like this, the man’s friends couldn’t help but have their hair stand on end. Had they actually crippled the man in the suit?

"Alright, let me introduce myself. My name is Hao Jian, and even if you don’t know me, you should have heard of me. Yes, I’m the Hao Jian who hit Kong Xiaozhen and Liang Jiankun," Hao Jian said with a smile as he looked at the wealthy scions.

Upon hearing Hao Jian’s words, the wealthy scions trembled with fear. They had already guessed somewhat, but it was still different from hearing Hao Jian admit it himself.

Acting recklessly because of their wealthy and powerful families, within Hua City, there were some they would have to walk around, and unfortunately for them, Kong Xiaozhen and Liang Jiankun were among them.

And if Hao Jian dared to hit even Kong Xiaozhen and the others, how could he possibly take these men seriously?

Hao Jian looked at the crowd, "I suppose you know what happens if you offend me. If I dare hit those two fools Kong Xiaozhen and Liang Jiankun, I naturally wouldn’t take you seriously."

The wealthy scions couldn’t help but force a bitter smile upon hearing this. In the entire Hua City, probably only he would dare to curse Kong Xiaozhen and the other person like this.

"Coming here to back him up is disrespecting me, so what do you think I should do?" Hao Jian asked the scions with a quasi-smile.

"We didn’t know he had offended you!"

"Yeah, Mr. Hao Jian, please give us another chance!"

The wealthy scions stopped their clamor, all looking at Hao Jian with fear.

"Call your parents to come pick you up, a ransom of ten million per person!" Hao Jian said decisively. These fellows were disobedient, and their families didn’t care, so Hao Jian felt it was necessary to give a warning to these kids’ parents.

Left with no choice, the wealthy scions called their parents.

The first to arrive was a middle-aged man with a monkey face and a demon look, who arrogantly shouted as he entered, "Who the hell dares to kidnap my son? Show yourself!"

"It’s me!" Hao Jian stood up.

"You? Who are you?" the middle-aged man demanded as he glared at Hao Jian.

"Hao Jian!"

"Hao Jian?" The middle-aged man mulled over the name in his mind, then his eyes suddenly sharpened, his expression turning to astonishment as he recognized Hao Jian.

At that moment, Hao Jian simply fell silent, watching the middle-aged man with a cold smile.

"Oh man, look at this mouth of mine, just can’t keep it shut, please don’t be mad, Mr. Hao Jian. I’m just uneducated and always talk out of turn," the middle-aged man quickly slapped himself on the cheeks twice, offering an apologetic smile.

"That’s enough, cut the crap. Where’s the money? Did you bring it?" Hao Jian asked.

"I brought it, I brought it!" The middle-aged man hastily took out a check from his checkbook and started to write down a string of numbers. He hadn’t expected the other party to be so formidable. He had thought they were just some local ruffians, so he didn’t take it seriously on his way there, nor did he intend to pay.

But after seeing Hao Jian, he knew this was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke; he’d better just pay up. At the same time, he cursed his prodigal son in his heart for causing trouble; of all people, he had to mess with this grim reaper standing before him.

Hao Jian took the check without even giving it a glance and handed it to Brother Spice Ginger.

"Mr. Hao Jian, can we go now?" The middle-aged man asked tentatively.

"Watch your kid. If there’s a next time, money won’t solve your problems, got that?" Hao Jian snorted coldly.

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"Understood, understood," the middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, then dragged his son away, scolding him as they left.

Seeing this, Jiang Yutong was also stunned. She hadn’t expected Hao Jian to be such a big deal, with so many people respecting and fearing him. In that case, why the hell was Hao Jian still a teacher?

Afterward, the wealthy young masters were picked up by their parents one after another. Their parents arrived with an air of arrogance, but as soon as they saw Hao Jian, they wilted like frost-bitten eggplants.

Lin Dong and Wei Shan behind him couldn’t help but grimace, feeling fortunate that they were not as foolish as those guys; otherwise, they’d probably end up with the same fate, or even worse.

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Before long, all the men and women had been picked up, and only the man in the suit and the owner of the medicinal shop remained.

Suddenly, Hao Jian pointed at the owner of the medicinal shop and said to Brother Spice Ginger, "Cripple him!"

"What? Sir, boss, didn’t you say you’d only smash my shop and not beat me?" The owner of the medicinal shop was stunned.

"I’ve gone back on my word. Is that a problem? You can go back on your word, so why can’t I?" Hao Jian said with an indifferent smile. He wanted to show the medicinal shop proprietor just how important keeping one’s word was!

Brother Spice Ginger also sneered darkly and signaled his men with a look, instructing them to move on the medicinal shop owner.

Meanwhile, Hao Jian crouched in front of the man in the suit, looking down at him as he glared back with hatred. "Remember this face, the face you hate yet are powerless against. I welcome you to seek revenge at any time, but next time, it won’t be as simple as breaking a leg! I’ll slaughter you!"

After that, Hao Jian walked out of the medicinal shop with Jiang Yutong, striding forward confidently. Soon after, the anguished screams of the medicinal shop owner could be heard from inside.

Brother Spice Ginger came out wiping the blood from his hands and smiled, "Boss, it’s done!"

For some reason, seeing Brother Spice Ginger’s smile made Jiang Yutong feel very uncomfortable.

How could Brother Spice Ginger make it seem as if nothing had happened when he had just hurt someone?

"Any news on Wang Mingzhe?" Hao Jian asked while smoking.

"Yes, he’s in Xicheng District. I can take you to see him right now!" Brother Spice Ginger said, having located Wang Mingzhe already.

Hao Jian nodded and then told Jiang Yutong, "You go back first, I’m going to find Wang Mingzhe."

"No, I’m coming with you!" Jiang Yutong said resolutely. "He’s my brother; I can’t ignore him. And if I talk to him, he might be less resistant."

"Suit yourself," said Hao Jian, not objecting. After taking the medicine back and teaching Wang Wanjun how to brew it, he set off with Jiang Yutong toward Xicheng District.