Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 461 : It’s Not Me

"Sir, if you continue causing trouble, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave!" The host on stage looked at Dwight angrily, because he didn't recognize Dwight and was completely unaware of Dwight's extraordinary status. To him, Dwight was simply a maliciously disruptive guest.

At that moment, everyone also cast disdainful looks at Dwight, clearly unhappy with his interruption of the award ceremony.

Dwight, full of shame, sat back down and said to Hayden with an ugly expression, "Later, pull out that guy who dared to throw a shoe at me—I'm going to kill him! And that host, throw him into the river to feed the fishes!"

He wanted to kill not only Hao Jian but also the host who had embarrassed him in public!

"Understood!" A fierce look crossed Hayden's face.

Dwight spoke subtly, but Hao Jian still caught it.

Suddenly, a cruel expression swept across Hao Jian's face as he also took off his other shoe.

The result was, naturally, predictable—Dwight was sent flying once again.

"Bastard!" Dwight was completely furious after being beaten repeatedly like this; he had already lost his temper.

"Sir, you..." The host began, becoming somewhat angry upon seeing Dwight's behavior.

"Shut up!" Dwight glared at the host, his expression extremely fierce.

The host, startled by Dwight's ferocious demeanor, couldn't help but freeze.

"Everyone, get in here!" Dwight yelled.

Immediately, Dwight's bodyguards, who had been waiting around the area, rushed out.

"Sir, you can't do this. Security, where is security?" The host panicked seeing Dwight summon a group of black-suited bodyguards; how could the ceremony continue with Dwight causing such a disturbance?

A group of security guards also charged forward, trying to stop Dwight's men, but they were quickly overpowered, sprawling on the ground.

Dwight's bodyguards, all former Special Forces, each capable of taking on dozens, easily handled the security guards.

The celebrities in attendance were all stunned, seemingly never expecting someone to dare cause chaos at such a world-class award ceremony.

Of course, Dwight was no fool. He immediately had his men take control of all the journalists on-site, to prevent any leaks that could damage his reputation.

While the celebrities were initially very unhappy, once they saw it was Dwight causing the disturbance, they didn't dare complain.

After all, when it came to status, probably no one present could compare to Dwight, a scion of his family.

Dwight's family had been in business since his grandfather's time, particularly excelling in foreign trade and almost monopolizing the entire market in France.

In other words, Dwight's family possessed the same level of influence as the Rivettes.

"Find out who! I want to know who dared attack me!" Dwight was almost grinding his teeth in anger; unprovoked attacks like this would not sit well with anyone.

"Start from over there!" Dwight pointed in the direction of Hao Jian and his group, deeply suspicious of that area—the culprit was definitely there.

Immediately, Dwight's men rushed out and began a thorough search.

Shortly after, they found Hao Jian.

Because at that moment, Hao Jian really stood out; everyone else had shoes, only he wore socks without shoes.

The bodyguards couldn't help but twitch their eyebrows. You can go without shoes, but couldn't you wear better socks without holes?

Not only did Hao Jian's feet stand out, but his socks did too, looking like something a beggar would wear.

Yet, he acted as if nothing were amiss, hands behind his head, casually whistling.

When those bodyguards looked towards Dwight, he quickly approached with a grim face. Once he saw Hao Jian's bare feet, he was certain that it was Hao Jian who had thrown the shoe at him.

Soon, Dwight couldn't help but sneer, mocking Hao Jian for his foolishness, thinking he could hide just like that? You throw a shoe at me, and you have no shoes on your feet, and I still wouldn't find you?

But what he didn't know was that Hao Jian had no intention of hiding it at all, let alone taking Dwight seriously.

"Was it you who hit me with something?" Dwight glared at Hao Jian; now that he had found Hao Jian, he was certainly not going to let him off easily.

"No," Hao Jian firmly shook his head.

Dwight and his men were at a loss for words... This was blatantly lying! You're shoeless, and you still say it wasn't you?

They were all stunned by Hao Jian's shamelessness. In this kind of situation, it would have been better to admit it openly, since pretending was futile.

"Where are your shoes then?" Dwight growled, his mood as dark as water, feeling an urge to flay Hao Jian on the spot.

"I didn't wear shoes here," Hao Jian earnestly replied.

"You think they would let you in at an event like this if you didn't wear shoes?" Dwight coldly stared at Hao Jian, finding his lie ridiculously sloppy.

"They would!" Hao Jian nodded and then seriously added, "Because the gatekeeper is the third fatty, the friend of my neighbor Doggie's second aunt's boyfriend's fourth uncle's wife's sixth nephew. I know him, so that's why I could be here."

"What are you talking about?" Dwight listened as Hao Jian spouted a string of nonsense, but he didn't catch a single word.

"I don't know either, but I'm just messing with a fool!" Hao Jian grinned and laughed.

"Bang!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Hao Jian's chair burst apart. One of Dwight's bodyguards, hearing Hao Jian's insult towards Dwight, decisively acted and kicked the chair to pieces.

Hao Jian did a backflip and landed in the seventh row, then with a snap, he flicked open a lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

Seeing this, Dwight and his bodyguards were all stunned, seemingly not expecting Hao Jian to dodge the attack.

"Break his legs and then push him to my car. I'll deal with him harshly tonight," Dwight ordered his subordinates.

The bodyguards walked over, rolling up their sleeves eagerly.

"Don't come any closer, I don't want to hurt you," Hao Jian said in English, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth.

"Hurt us? With you?" The lead bodyguard burst into angry laughter, mocking the arrogant young man. Then, he charged at Hao Jian and threw a punch at his face.

"Aza!"

Hao Jian roared, and his fist collided with the bodyguard's fist.

"Thud!"

"Ah!"

The bodyguard instantly screamed in agony, stepping back in fear, with one hand turned into a bloody mess, all the bones crushed.

Everyone was shocked. One was burly as a bull, the other slender. They had originally thought Hao Jian was toast, but to their surprise, he sent the brute flying with a single punch.

"Attack together!"

The bodyguard, holding his mutilated hand, roared. He knew they had encountered a tough nut, and the opponent was no saint.

The celebrities cast puzzled looks at Hao Jian, curious whether the slender Huaxia man could resolve the crisis again.

"I'm warning you, stay back, or I'll make you eat socks!" Hao Jian threatened the bodyguards while taking off his own socks.

From a distance, everyone could distinctly smell the foul stench coming from the socks.

The bodyguards stepped back in alarm, clearly disgusted by Hao Jian.

"Go on! It's just smelly socks, what's there to fear?" Dwight, seeing his own bodyguards intimidated by Hao Jian's dirty socks, was furious.

The bodyguards couldn't help but smirk. After all, they're not the ones who are going to eat the socks. It's one thing to fight this guy, not being stunk to death by him is already a relief.

But bound by Dwight's command, they had no choice but to move forward.

Suddenly, the bodyguards each had a piece of sock in their mouths, kneeling in the aisle.

Meanwhile, shock was written all over Dwight's face.

Over ten bodyguards, and none of them could handle Hao Jian.

Hao Jian walked straight towards Dwight and said, "They each get half a sock, but since I'm especially nice to you, you get one all to yourself!"

Idiot! This isn't exactly a treat, and damn it, who would want such 'gifts'?

"Do you even know who I am to talk to me like that?" Dwight glared at Hao Jian angrily. What was his status? A man standing at the pinnacle of power, and Hao Jian dared to insult him? It was as if Hao Jian was blind!

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"Today, even if you were the emperor himself, you're still going to eat this sock!" Hao Jian said with a smirk.

"My goodness..."

Hearing Hao Jian say this, many who understood English gasped in astonishment, surprised not only at Hao Jian's audacity but also at his courage to force Dwight to eat his sock. It was simply suicidal!

Didn't he know the consequences of angering Dwight?

"I won't eat it!" Dwight flatly refused Hao Jian's suggestion, unwilling to perform such a humiliating action.

"Won't eat? Then I'll break your legs!" Hao Jian chuckled.

On the stage, Yuan Shanshan was utterly helpless; this was supposed to be her award ceremony.

"Even if you break my legs, I won't eat it. I'm telling you, my father is a commissioner of the Nicholas Consortium. If you dare lay a finger on me..."

"Crack!"

Hao Jian immediately kicked Dwight's knee, and after a sound of bone cracking, Dwight fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Everyone was stunned. They hadn't expected Hao Jian to strike Dwight even after he had revealed his identity.