Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 472 : Are You My Uncle?

"Hiss..." Kong Xiaozhen instantly gasped, these two oddly dressed guys were actually the first and second sons of the Murong Family?

Was he being plotted against?

Suddenly, Kong Xiaozhen felt like he had been manipulated, had Hao Jian intentionally provoked a conflict between him and the two young masters from the Murong Family?

In an instant, Kong Xiaozhen's face turned fiercely ferocious, almost menacingly beast-like. Because he knew he was doomed, the humiliation was inevitable.

Not only had he provoked the two Murong Yeyuns, but he had also threatened to kill their entire family? He was practically seeking death!

And all of this, it was damn Hao Jian's fault! That bastard, he had set him up from the start, causing trouble on his turf, then forcing him to appear, and subsequently intensifying the conflict between him and Murong Chengkong.

At this moment, Kong Xiaozhen truly hated himself for being manipulated by Hao Jian once again.

Meanwhile, Murong Yeyun stood in front of Kong Xiaozhen, looking down on him with a cold smirk, "Are you my uncle?"

"This is a misunderstanding, we..." Kong Xiaozhen was trying to explain.

But Murong Yeyun just smacked him across the face, hitting Kong Xiaozhen, and demanded again, "Are you my uncle?"

Kong Xiaozhen's face turned red with fury, yet he dared not retaliate, although he could be imposing in Hua City, he was no match for someone like Murong Yeyun.

He couldn't provoke any of these guys.

At the end of the day, Kong Xiaozhen was just a local snake, and the Murong Family was a strong dragon.

"Young Master, I didn't know it was you, that's why..." Kong Xiaozhen had just been slapped and was trying to speak, but was immediately interrupted by another slap from Murong Yeyun.

"Slap!"

The slap almost knocked Kong Xiaozhen off balance, almost making him fall to the ground.

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Murong Yeyun looked like a broken record, coldly staring at Kong Xiaozhen and asked, "Are you my uncle?"

"..." Kong Xiaozhen was extremely frustrated, why obsess over that one phrase? Didn't he say it wasn't intentional?

Kong Xiaozhen quickly shook his head, "I'm not your uncle!"

"Slap!"

However, despite the denial, Murong Yeyun still slapped him and snorted coldly, "Do I need you to tell me that?"

Kong Xiaozhen was on the verge of tears, if I shouldn't speak, why do you keep asking?

"And you still wanted to kill my whole family?" Murong Yeyun, as if addicted to slapping, continued after every question he posed.

By then, Murong Yeyun was also infuriated, thinking of how someone as noble as the first son of the Murong Family had been insulted by this nobody, him demanding to be called uncle and even threatening to kill his entire family, how could he endure that?

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare..." Kong Xiaozhen said, head bowed, his face red but filled with a murderous intent.

Of course, this murderous intent was not directed at Murong Yeyun, but at Hao Jian.

One, because he couldn't afford to provoke Murong Yeyun, and two, because Murong Yeyun was also being manipulated, the real culprit was Hao Jian.

"Not dare? Then why did you ask me to call you uncle?" Murong Yeyun held Kong Xiaozhen and delivered several slaps in succession, reducing Kong Xiaozhen to a feeble state, standing dazed on the spot, unable to gather his senses.

"Hey, don't do that, after all, he's one of the four famous young masters of Hua City. How can you treat him like this?" Hao Jian approached, stopping Murong Yeyun from continuing to beat Kong Xiaozhen.

Murong Yeyun grunted reluctantly and stepped back two steps.

Seeing this, Kong Xiaozhen was stunned, the first son of the Murong Family actually took orders from Hao Jian? Could this guy be linked with the four great families?

"Four great young masters? Bah!" Murong Yeyun spat directly onto Kong Xiaozhen's head, looking down on him with disdain.

Kong Xiaozhen didn't dare move, only allowing the spit to fall on top of his head.

Kong Xiaozhen gritted his teeth in hatred, he had never been so humiliated in his life, but ever since he had met Hao Jian, he had been repeatedly insulted.

This time was even worse; he was directly assaulted and spat on!

If it was Hao Jian doing these things, he might be able to fight back, but since it was Murong Yeyun doing them, he was utterly powerless, feeling so stifled he almost spat blood.

Hao Jian squatted down, looked at the miserable Kong Xiaozhen, and revealed a playful smile, "You see, didn't I tell you? You would be better off not coming, coming here, someone might die, and you would lose face."

"Do you want to kill me?" Kong Xiaozhen looked up at Hao Jian, who was jovially talking, but he clearly saw the ruthlessness in Hao Jian's eyes.

"Well, how should I put it, I'm contemplating it. Thinking about whether or not to kill you." Hao Jian didn't hide his mood; he was indeed considering whether to kill Kong Xiaozhen.

Because if he didn't, Kong Xiaozhen would keep causing trouble every few days, but if he did, he was worried about provoking the Kong Family, leading to their crazy retaliation.

Upon hearing this, Kong Xiaozhen fell silent, he would not beg for mercy, as it didn't fit his character!

Even in death, he would die with dignity!

"You see, being bullied isn't a pleasant feeling, is it? You must learn to accept that there are some people in this world you just can't provoke!"

At this moment, Kong Xiaozhen's emotions were incredibly mixed, because in the past, these were the words he used to say to others, yet he had never imagined that one day someone would say them to him.

"The only reason the Kong Family still exists is that I haven't had the time, nor have I bothered to deal with you. Maybe in your eyes, your Kong Family is something remarkable, but in mine, it's nothing!" Hao Jian said with a wicked smile as he stood up and then looked down at Kong Xiaozhen, "This time, I won't kill you, but if you continue to trouble me, not only will you die, but the entire Kong Family will pay the price!"

"..." Kong Xiaozhen remained silent, uncertain whether he had taken Hao Jian's words to heart.

Hao Jian didn't particularly care about Kong Xiaozhen's indifferent attitude; after all, he had delivered his message. It was up to Kong Xiaozhen himself to decide what to do.

Although he didn't want the trouble of making enemies with the Kong Family, he also wasn't afraid of making enemies with them.

"Now, you can get lost!" Hao Jian said rudely to Kong Xiaozhen.

Kong Xiaozhen stood up, preparing to help Old Man Liu and Madman leave together.

"Although I let you go, I never said they could leave!" Hao Jian stopped Kong Xiaozhen's actions with a sneer, "You think you can come trouble me and leave without paying any price?"

Hearing this, Old Man Liu and Madman both couldn't help but gasp in shock; Hao Jian intended to kill them.

The moment the words fell, Murong Yeyun burst out laughing and pounced; he had been unable to restrain himself any longer.

Madman had offended Bai Zihui earlier, and even if Hao Jian hadn't permitted it, he had to kill Madman.

"Young Master, save me!"

The two shouted simultaneously, but just as they had finished speaking, Murong Yeyun twisted their heads off.

Blood sprayed from their headless bodies.

Seeing this, Qiushui and the other two women couldn't help but turn their faces away, unable to bear the bloody scene.

Murong Yeyun laughed wildly, appearing extremely brutal.

Seeing Murong Yeyun's ruthless demeanor, Hao Jian couldn't help but frown.

Kong Xiaozhen felt extremely aggrieved, but at this moment, he didn't dare to delay any longer and, after giving Hao Jian a deep look, turned to leave.

"Thanks for the hospitality, what can I say, I'm full now, so I'll be leaving. Let's not meet again whether there's business or not, alright?" Hao Jian said to Qiushui and the others, planning to leave.

"You think you can just use us and walk away?" Bai Zihui blocked Hao Jian's path, visibly agitated and embarrassed. Hao Jian alone had played them all.

"So what do you want me to do, 'Cow'?" Hao Jian asked with a peculiar expression.

"Go to hell!" Hearing this nickname, Bai Zihui immediately became furious and kicked furiously at Hao Jian.

But before she even started to lift her leg, Hao Jian flicked his finger and sent her flying.

"Let him go!" Suddenly, a weary voice came through, and everyone turned to see Qiushui, who waved her hand tiredly, unwilling to dwell on this topic any longer.

She knew they couldn't stop Hao Jian, and even if they could, they couldn't make him submit.

She also knew that Hao Jian knew what she was thinking; he was doing this to get back at her.

"But they dared to play us, are we just going to let it slide?" Bai Zihui was somewhat reluctant.

"I said, let him go!" Qiushui's expression shifted slightly, showing some impatience.

Hearing this, Hao Jian looked at Bai Zihui with a sneering laugh, his face full of provocation.

Bai Zihui, feeling infuriated, stamped her foot hard, eventually stepping aside reluctantly.

At that moment, Hao Jian turned to Qiushui, "Consider this me owing you a favor; from now on, whatever request you make, as long as it's not too excessive, I will agree."

"What if I say I want you?" Qiushui boldly said, her expression aggressive as she looked at Hao Jian.

Hao Jian shrugged, "Then I am powerless."

"Then your promise is meaningless!" Qiushui shook her head.

"Don't say that; one day, you will realize how precious this promise is." Hao Jian smiled and said, a favor from the 'God of Death' was invaluable, yet Hao Jian was offering it for free.

Thereupon, Hao Jian waved his hand and walked out of the restaurant.

"Damn it, that guy actually took advantage of us!" Bai Zihui said resentfully.

Qiushui glanced at her and then looked towards the door: "What do you know, he's doing this because he doesn't want to take advantage of us without owing me a favor, so he's also giving me a promise."

Thereupon, Qiushui didn't pay heed to Bai Zihui's astonished gaze and walked out of Huancui East Wind.

At that moment, Bai Zihui still appeared unconvinced, unable to comprehend why Qiushui always sided with that despicable man, who was lustful and shameless; what was there to like about him.

"Um, Zihui, are you free tonight? How about we go for a drink?" At that moment, Murong Yeyun approached somewhat shyly and nudged Bai Zihui with his elbow.