Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 858 - 857: Make a Request

"Slap, slap..."

After a while, Hao Jian patted the dust off himself and glanced indifferently at Bamboo Pole lying on the ground. At this moment, his eyes were wide open, as if refusing to close in death, his bright red blood staining the nearby mud road.

However, for such scenes, Hao Jian and his companions had long been accustomed to them. The number of people who had died at his hands before wasn't small, and sometimes people like Brother Lion and Ling Hai, Ling He would even participate in wars in small countries, where seeing dead bodies was common.

"Do any of you know how to fly a plane?"

After dealing with this annoying guy, a smile returned to Hao Jian's face as he asked the group, looking at Brother Lion and the others, with a smile.

"Of course, it's a required skill for us."

Brother Lion shook his head as he spoke, as a qualified soldier, a qualified special agent, their strength must not only be formidable, but their skills must also pass the test, such as flying planes and driving tanks are just a piece of cake for them, how good their skills are depends on the individual.

Clearly, since Brother Lion dared to say such a thing, it showed his absolute confidence, and after saying this, he turned his head to look at Ling He beside him, nodded, and said: "Besides, with Little He as my assistant, flying a plane is really trivial."

Ling Hai also wanted to volunteer, but remembering his arm hadn't yet recovered, he could only nod his head. He didn't want to cause any accidents to the plane due to his own issues while flying.

"Then I'll leave it to you two. Let's rest here at the manor tonight, and we can pack up and go back tomorrow..."

Hao Jian nodded, then carried Chi Ruo into the manor. However, when he pushed open a door, he found the entire manor empty, which made him pause in confusion and turn his head towards Brother Lion to inquire.

"Why is there no one in this manor? Did they all leave?"

"Leader, you might not know, but this manor was originally bought by a overseas Chinese on behalf of the country, mainly for the purpose of storing this particular plane. Normally, the overseas Chinese would come to clean the manor, and the rest of the time, the manor is left vacant."

Brother Lion also explained to Hao Jian with a smile.

The reason for doing so was mainly to avoid drawing the attention of the American military. By using the overseas Chinese to buy these things, even the military wouldn't be able to find out. In a place like the USA, personal privacy is very important. Even if the military wants to check someone's information, they need to present certain documents, unless you are a suspected criminal or some kind of insurgent.

"Heh, it seems like adjusting a few things suffices."

Hearing Brother Lion's explanation, Hao Jian also smiled and shook his head, not expecting it to be this way. Maybe putting this thing here wouldn't be discovered by anyone.

Even if the overseas Chinese entered this forest once a month, people would think he came for adventure or camping, which would also reduce the risk of being discovered.

At night, after tucking Chi Ruo in with a blanket, Hao Jian helplessly watched this quietly sleeping beauty, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Sigh, if it weren't for you, maybe there wouldn't have been so much trouble..."

Hao Jian gave a bitter smile. He should have been done accompanying Moon Goddess Jiang and gone back to his various wives, but instead, he ended up having to carry out a mission that almost killed him. What value did this woman have that made the upper echelons value her so much?

"Sometimes, ignorance really is bliss."

A faint voice came from the door, and Hao Jian's figure suddenly appeared at the doorway, then he pushed open the door and walked out, leaving only his gradually fading voice in the room.

The frown on Chi Ruo's forehead, which had been tight, also relaxed under the sound of this voice, as the corners of her mouth slowly curled into a gentle smile, sleeping sweetly.

"I wonder if that woman is really Moon Goddess, why doesn't she respond when I talk to her?"

In the courtyard, Hao Jian looked up at the sky, where the moon hung, casting soft moonlight that soothed the restless nature stirred by the fierce sun of the day.

Looking at the bright moon, Hao Jian suddenly remembered the woman he met today, which really concerned him. The same kind of mask, the same familiar aura, why would a stranger give him this feeling? But if she was Moon Goddess, why didn't she recognize him?

"Let's just keep this matter in my heart for now, as for those from the Mercenary Alliance, they should all have been dealt with by her, right?"

Hao Jian shook his head; on his return, he also retraced the route he'd taken before, of course also passing through the area where the Mercenary Alliance had surrounded him. Originally, he thought that on his way back, he would see a bunch of limbs and remains, only to find, surprisingly, only faint bloodstains, the dense scent of blood, and some white powder on the ground, the origin of which he couldn't fathom.

For Hao Jian, this meant that those other pursuers must have been handled by that woman. As for where that woman went, Hao Jian didn't think too deeply about it; he simply suppressed his curiosity and also decided not to tell anyone else about it.

However, after returning, it might be necessary for the Prophet to investigate again. He had always thought that Moon was dead; thus, he hadn't sought her out. But now, a woman who might be Moon has appeared, making it impossible for Hao Jian to stay calm any longer.

To Hao Jian, Moon was not just simply a love interest. They were childhood sweethearts and grew up together in an assassin training camp. They were the strongest and most excellent assassins there, each other's most evenly matched competitors, and also the best of friends.

To Hao Jian, Moon was a lover, family, and a friend, embodying all these three emotions.

"Tomorrow is the day to return, why do I feel a bit reluctant to leave…"

Looking at the bright moon, Hao Jian smiled faintly and then stretched lazily, making his way towards his residence. Along the way, he couldn't help but mutter, "Why does the moon seen in my homeland appear even more beautiful and brighter than the one in the USA?"

Early the next day, Hao Jian carried Chi Ruo aboard the airplane, setting off on the journey back home.

Meanwhile, Brother Lion eyed Hao Jian with envy as he lifted Chi Ruo, a strikingly beautiful woman, back and forth, not knowing how many times Hao Jian had shamelessly flirted with her.

I wonder if the doctor will go insane once he wakes up and finds out about this?

After spending some time in the air, the solid feeling of the ground beneath his feet made Hao Jian joke out loud, "Indeed, the land back home feels more solid."

Brother Lion also laughed heartily and said, "Haha, leader, so you feel that way too!"

Although it was just a short ten days in Los Angeles, they experienced things that most people wouldn't encounter in a lifetime. First infiltrating the base, they always had to watch their surroundings fearfully to see if they were being discovered. Then they were chased by a large group of mercenaries, and a traitor in their team was signaling the enemies...

"Haha! Thanks to our warriors for returning!"

In the distance, Secretary Zhang was still in his usual attire, gold-rimmed glasses, and dressed in a suit. He watched with a light chuckle as he saw Hao Jian and the group of four, but his brow slightly furrowed when he saw only three people, Hao Jian, Brother Lion, and noticed the absence of Bamboo Pole. He then relaxed, seemingly having figured something out.

"Secretary Zhang, if there's anything like this again in the future, find someone else please. I don't want to end up dying not by the enemy's hand, but by the hand of my own people."

Approaching Secretary Zhang, Hao Jian didn't mince his words and spoke coldly before walking outside. This was a military airfield, and he did not want to linger.

"I..."

Secretary Zhang was somewhat helpless at Hao Jian's words. He understood the meaning behind them, but he had only received the news a few days after they entered Los Angeles. At that time, he wanted to pass the message to Hao Jian, but Hao Jian was busy gathering information and didn't keep his phone with him.

"Hao Jian, I'm really sorry about this..."

Secretary Zhang quickly followed him, looking apologetic and repeatedly said sorry. It was indeed their fault, and their work had not been sufficient, leading to the mishap; even the minister was extremely furious about it.

"Brother Lion..."

Seeing Hao Jian leaving, and Secretary Zhang's changing expressions as he hurriedly followed, Ling He felt worried and looked towards Brother Lion, wanting to know what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, I, Brother Lion, am quite accurate in judging people. It's going to be alright."

Brother Lion shook his head, then walked towards the direction of the military hospital, saying, "Rather than this, you should go and take care of your brother. Although he managed to remove the bullet last night, the wound has started festering. If it's not handled well, he might need to prepare for amputation."

At this, Ling He's face also slightly changed, and he hurriedly followed.

"Secretary Zhang, let's leave our conversation at this. I am very angry about this matter!"

Hao Jian pushed Secretary Zhang away and stepped over, ignoring his apologies. As for this response, the four Special Forces behind Secretary Zhang also showed a helpless expression. They had seen how capable Hao Jian was and, since Secretary Zhang had nothing further to say, they simply followed loyally behind.

"No, Hao Jian, I know what you're thinking, you just want to make a request, right?!" Seeing that Hao Jian was ignoring his apologies, Secretary Zhang looked anxious, bit his lip, and said, "How about this, make a request, as long as it is within my power, I can resolve it for you!"

"As long as it doesn't involve treason or major crimes!"