Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Mr. Hao Jian, I... was wrong, I was really wrong, please, have mercy. I have a wife and children."

Ma Zifeng sobbed uncontrollably, repeatedly kowtowing to Hao Jian, his face a picture of desperate agony.

"Now you remember you have a wife and children? When you harmed others, did you ever think they also had families? Today you can send others to jail, and tomorrow you could send innocent people to Hell!"

Hao Jian let out a cold laugh, then raised the pistol in his hand, aiming it at Ma Zifeng:

"In your next life, remember to be a good cop!"

Ma Zifeng stared blankly at the dark muzzle, his mind a complete blank.

Regret?

Of course, but even more so, guilt.

Hao Jian was right, he indeed deserved his fate, the only thing he felt sorry for was his daughter and wife, leaving them to live in sorrow.

"Hao Jian, no!"

Yuan Shanshan shouted, her eyes brimming with tears, even if she disregarded Ma Zifeng, she still had to consider his wife and children.

If Ma Zifeng died, his wife and children would surely be heartbroken. Ma Zifeng was definitely a bad person, but his family wasn't.

But Hao Jian ignored her, simply pulling the trigger.

"Click!"

The pistol immediately made a sound, but it obviously wasn't a gunshot.

Just when everyone thought Ma Zifeng was a dead man, Ma Zifeng survived.

Ma Zifeng slowly opened his tightly shut eyes, looking at Hao Jian in confusion; he hadn't expected this outcome. Hao Jian hadn't killed him?

Ma Zifeng was drenched in cold sweat, too shocked to utter a word.

Hao Jian gave a faint smile, dropped the pistol and the bullets to the ground, and said to Ma Zifeng:

"From now on, I believe you will indeed become a good cop."

It turned out, he had removed the bullets from the pistol when he got it. The reason he spoke of killing Ma Zifeng was simply to let Ma Zifeng experience life and death.

People only truly appreciate the world and awaken to their true selves when faced with life and death.

"I'll leave what follows to you guys," Hao Jian told Lin Nantian and Old Man Lin, then turned and left with Yuan Shanshan and the others.

At that moment, no one dared to stop Hao Jian; everyone watched him with eyes filled with terror.

This man had really scared them.

Ma Zifeng finally came to his senses from his bewilderment, yet he still knelt on the ground, wailing.

"He's an eccentric," Lin Nantian said, shaking his head and chuckling as he watched Hao Jian's departing figure.

Having been a policeman for decades, his insight was usually sharp, yet now he found he couldn't see through Hao Jian.

"Indeed, a genius, and an odd one at that," Old Man Lin said with a nod, smiling.

"If you want to fend off the trouble that's coming, he will be a powerful ally," Old Man Lin told Lin Nantian.

He had two purposes for coming today: one was to catch up with Lin Nantian, and the other was to bring him a piece of news.

"Just him alone?" Lin Nantian was astounded. Just Hao Jian alone, how could he be of any use?

"He alone is enough."

Old Man Lin left a meaningful remark and strode out of the police station.

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"Hao Jian, you really scared me just now, I thought you were actually going to kill him."

Yuan Shanshan sighed deeply, patting her chest, still visibly shaken.

Hao Jian forced a smile: "Killing doesn't solve the problem, just like killing more corrupt officials will only lead to more corrupt officials appearing. It has to be solved from the root."

"Uncle, I'm really getting more and more curious about your identity, who are you exactly? Why does even the director have to be so polite to you?"

Che Xiaoxiao looked at Hao Jian with full curiosity, she initially thought they were all doomed, and was considering whether or not to call her family.

Who knew that after the director saw Hao Jian, he acted as if a mouse had come across a cat.

"Ever heard of what's called a 'national treasure'? That's me!" Hao Jian said, thumb pointing at himself, with a smug look on his face.

"National treasure? You?" Che Xiaoxiao looked at Hao Jian with disdain:

"If a national treasure is someone like you, then Huaxia isn't far from doom."

"What do you mean?"

Hao Jian glared at Che Xiaoxiao, annoyed. Hey, telling the truth yet nobody believes it.

"It means cut the boasting, why don't you say that even the President has met you?"

Che Xiaoxiao scoffed, Hao Jian's words might fool a three-year-old.

Hao Jian was immediately shocked: "How did you know the President has met me?"

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"What a hilarious joke, Uncle," Che Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, this is getting more and more ridiculous.

"Believe it or not."

Hao Jian snorted too, thinking if you don't believe it, then forget it.

Then, Hao Jian suddenly seemed to remember something, checked his watch, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Shoot, I have to cover a night shift for a buddy of mine, gotta run, bye."

"It's really weird, a guy who even the director has to treat respectfully is actually going to be a driver, don't you think that's strange?" Che Xiaoxiao pouted and said.

"It is quite strange, but I think maybe it has to do with his experiences," Yuan Shanshan said with a slight smile.

"How so?"

"I don't know, just a feeling? I always sense a kind of inexplicable sadness in his eyes; I don't know if it's just my imagination."

Sometimes, Yuan Shanshan really felt that way, when Hao Jian was not paying attention, a touch of desolation always seemed to leak out from the depths of his eyes.

"How can that be, that guy is just a rogue, how could he possibly be sad, you must be mistaken."

Che Xiaoxiao stated decisively, thinking about how Hao Jian had bullied her at the police station earlier, sad my foot!

He's just a complete jerk.

Yuan Shanshan just smiled and didn't argue with Che Xiaoxiao, but she did not agree with her either. After all, their understanding of Hao Jian was too limited.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

When he got back to the company, Hao Jian changed into Tie Shan's security uniform and went on patrol with Heigui!

The company was eerily quiet in the dead of night.

"You take the floors above the twentieth, I'll take the ones below," Heigui said, but he seemed quite nervous.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Hao Jian asked, puzzled, as Heigui's face had turned pale. Normally quite dark, the sudden pallor made him look humorously ridiculous, as if he'd been dusted with a layer of frost.

"No, no problem," Heigui hastily shook his head.

"No problem?" Hao Jian narrowed his eyes, "then you take the floors above twenty, and I'll take below."

"No, please, bro."

Heigui suddenly panicked, grabbing Hao Jian's legs, practically turning into a tearful mess.

"Tell me! Why are you sending me to the twentieth floor?" Hao Jian demanded.

This son of a gun, you can tell he's up to no good, definitely hiding something.