Supremely Talented Tyrant

Chapter 189 You Can't Compare to Him in One Aspect!

"Who are you?" Yang Dong eyed Hao Jian warily. From the fact that Hao Jian could accurately identify him and still not take him seriously, he guessed that Hao Jian must be an important figure.

"Me? You're not worthy of knowing who I am!" Hao Jian looked at Yang Dong with disdain.

Hao Jian ignored Yang Dong's dark expression and said slowly, "You haven't answered my question yet. What makes you think Yuan Zhibang is not worthy of her?"

"I can give her the newest LV bag every month, can Yuan Zhibang do that?" Yang Dong sneered.

"No," Hao Jian replied with a smile, being honest. It was indeed something Yuan Zhibang couldn't do.

"I can drive the newest BMW to pick her up and drop her off at school, can Yuan Zhibang do that?" Yang Dong continued mockingly.

"Also not possible," Hao Jian shook his head.

Sun Zihan's eyes brimmed with even more mockery, as Yang Dong's words hit right where it hurt.

"I can take Sun Zihan to fancy restaurants every other day, where one meal could cover Yuan Zhibang's annual tuition. With all these things combined, what does he have to compare with me?" Yang Dong boasted, his mean-looking face extremely unpleasant.

"You say he can't compare with you, but there's one thing you're not better at than him," Hao Jian stated.

"What a joke. I'm inferior to him? Tell me, how am I not as good as him?" Yang Dong asked coldly with a sneer, wanting to know how he could possibly be inferior to Yuan Zhibang.

Hao Jian sneered twice, then turned to Yuan Zhibang and barked, "Hit him!"

"What?" Yuan Zhibang was stunned right there. Hao Jian was actually telling him to hit Yang Dong?

"I said hit him!" Hao Jian shouted again.

By this time, Yang Dong and his group were also dumbfounded. How did a calm conversation suddenly escalate to violence?

Yuan Zhibang also stood frozen in place, looking at Hao Jian with some bewilderment.

Hao Jian frowned deeply, impatiently saying, "Do you want to save face or not?"

Yuan Zhibang's eyes flickered, and then he grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it over Yang Dong's head, bursting his head open and blood covered his entire head.

He hadn't expected Yuan Zhibang to actually hit him.

Not just him, even Yuan Zhibang himself hadn't thought he would dare to do it, but he believed there was a reason behind Hao Jian's actions, so he wasn't overly afraid.

Hao Jian, sitting on a chair, looked down at Yang Dong and mocked, "This is where you're not as good as him. He can hit you, but you can't hit him."

"Yang Dong, are you okay?" Sun Zihan hurriedly knelt down, pressing a tissue against Yang Dong's wound, while glaring back at Hao Jian, "You actually resort to violence. I'm going to call the police and have you arrested!"

"I can't hit him?" Yang Dong pushed Sun Zihan away and stood up, his nose twisted with anger. Pointing at Yuan Zhibang and Hao Jian, he shouted, "I'm going to make you wish you were dead right now, do you believe that?"

The others also began to laugh bitterly. They all knew that Yang Dong's family was very powerful; they could easily deal with both the underworld and the authorities. They wondered how Hao Jian could say that Yang Dong wouldn't dare to hit Yuan Zhibang—how arrogant he must be.

"Bang!"

Hao Jian kicked out, toppling Yang Dong to the ground once more, and Yang Dong scrambled under the table.

The other students hurried to rescue Yang Dong, but at that moment, they saw Hao Jian toss a cell phone his way, declaring arrogantly, "Call for help, call everyone you can!"

Seeing Hao Jian's brazen arrogance shocked Yuan Zhibang's classmates, and the girls who had been whispering amongst themselves now affirmed that Hao Jian was indeed Yuan Zhibang's brother-in-law!

They all opened their eyes wide with curiosity, continuously sizing up Hao Jian.

"I want you dead! I'll make sure you die!" Yang Dong howled like a man possessed, his expression ferocious as he barked at his lackeys, "Get Old Fifth and the others in here! I want to chop these bastards up and feed them to the dogs!"

His lackeys immediately rushed out, and at that moment, Du Haitao also couldn't help but frown deeply. Old Fifth? Could he be talking about Old Fifth from the Yihe Club?

The more he thought about it, the worse it seemed, so Du Haitao stealthily composed a text message to inform his father about everything that was happening.

Soon, a dozen tattooed burly men stormed in, all uniformly dressed in white shirts and black pants with imposing figures.

Leading them was a man with a mustache, just over fifty, slightly small in stature, but with a dignified presence that commanded respect without anger.

He was the Deputy Gang Leader Old Fifth from the Yihe Club. The fact that a Deputy Gang Leader showed up to a birthday party was already quite an honor for Yang Dong.

This was owing to the tight cooperation between Yang Dong's father and the Yihe Club; Yang Dong's father would ask for their assistance with matters inconvenient for him, and in turn, their family would share the profits with the Yihe Club, forming a mutually beneficial relationship.

Seeing Yang Dong injured, Old Fifth was startled and charged over to Yang Dong's side, "Young Master Yang, what happened to you? Who did this to you?"

"It was them! Uncle Five, slaughter them for me!" Yang Dong pointed at Hao Jian and Yuan Zhibang, consumed with rage.

Old Fifth's face turned iron blue as he approached Hao Jian. Yang Dong had been beaten in his presence, and if he didn't avenge Yang Dong, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to Yang Dong's father.

"Was it you who injured him?" Old Fifth examined Hao Jian with a daunting gaze, his eyes as piercing as if to skewer Hao Jian through.

Looking at how young Hao Jian was, Old Fifth instantly felt contempt, having seen too many brash, young fools like him before. They might act tough on the surface, but in reality, they were nothing of substance.

"It was me," Hao Jian replied with a faint smile.

"Do you know who he is?" Old Fifth asked, visibly displeased to see Hao Jian still able to smile, which ignited some anger in him.

"I know."

"And do you know who I am?" Old Fifth's eyes grew more intense.

"The Deputy Gang Leader Old Fifth from the Yihe Club, I've heard of you," Hao Jian sneered.

Hearing this, everyone involuntarily drew a sharp breath. The Deputy Gang Leader? These people were all Mafia?

"Knowing our identity, you still dared to lay a hand on him?" Old Fifth laughed in spite of his anger at Hao Jian's audacity.

"Have you considered why I would dare to hit him even though I know who you are? That's because you are nothing to me," Hao Jian stood up, facing Old Fifth squarely, "In my eyes, you're just a pile of shit, understand?"

Everyone was stunned. Hao Jian dared to provoke these Mafia members. Hadn't he seen how many of them there were?

"Kid, I have to admit you surprise me. I haven't seen someone as arrogant as you in many years," Old Fifth said with a spiteful laugh, staring down Hao Jian from less than a centimeter away.