Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 897 - 896: Can't Swallow This Breath

"Damn it! My jewels were ruined by that old man just like that!"

Picking up a handful of shattered jewelry from the ground, Hao Jian's expression was extremely dark. Even though he had defeated so many soldiers and vented his frustrations, the sight of those broken items reignited an uncontrollable rage deep within him, surging through his meridians and exploding in his mind.

"Hao Jian, don't act impulsively. I think Dong Aiguo did this on purpose. If you cause a commotion here now, and the higher-ups get wind of it, they'll rush over immediately. You'll be in big trouble."

As the gunfire inside ceased, Secretary Zhang cautiously peeked in. But before he'd fully entered, Hao Jian's furious roar echoed, causing him to hurriedly run inside. Seeing Hao Jian clutching the shattered pieces of jewelry, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but try to persuade him.

Through increasing collaboration with Hao Jian, Secretary Zhang had come to understand the man's personality. As Hao Jian himself put it: "If others don't provoke me, I won't provoke them; but if they do, even if they're far away, they'll face retribution!"

When they first crossed paths, it had been due to the Minister's arrangements. But as their cooperation deepened, Secretary Zhang came to admire Hao Jian's methods even more. In his opinion, only people like Hao Jian could remove the country's deeply entrenched cancers.

For this reason, Secretary Zhang didn't want to see someone as talented as Hao Jian ruined by Dong Aiguo. Besides, Hao Jian now had a family and responsibilities. Under such circumstances, he couldn't afford to act recklessly.

Considering Hao Jian was favored by the Minister, Secretary Zhang felt it necessary to highlight the stakes when needed. Especially now, as Hao Jian's emotions were visibly spiraling toward rage. If reason couldn't suppress his anger, the consequences of his actions, given his power, would undoubtedly be devastating.

The stronger a person is, the greater the harm they can inflict. For a civilian to cause havoc in a military base and injure soldiers—it was a serious crime.

"Then I'll force him to show up!"

Temporarily calmed by Secretary Zhang's intervention, Hao Jian's bloodshot eyes regained a semblance of clarity. He nodded firmly before turning to approach the man who had attacked him earlier. Hao Jian's blows hadn't been overly aggressive—enough to render the man unconscious for a while but not cause lasting damage. By now, the man should be waking up...

"Get up!"

Hao Jian kicked the man several times, infusing a hint of Vigorous Qi through his foot, which coursed into the man's body. Immediately, the man cried out from the intense pain.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The sharp agony jolted the man awake, his face scrunched in utter discomfort. The pain lingered for tens of seconds before dissipating, allowing his expression to finally ease as he let out a deep breath and relaxed his body.

"Send a message to Dong Aiguo. Tell him Hao Jian is waiting here for him! Inform him that if he doesn't show up, I'll kill his entire family. I've already killed his son; I don't mind killing the rest."

A cold voice suddenly rang out behind him, sending shivers down the man's spine. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as bitter thoughts filled his mind. Why hadn't this guy left yet...

"Yes, yes!"

Having witnessed Hao Jian's power, the man dared not protest further. He immediately picked up his walkie-talkie and relayed the message about Hao Jian's presence. After finishing, he turned his distressed gaze toward Hao Jian and cautiously asked, "Can I... leave now?"

"Get lost!"

Hao Jian's primary concern was dealing with Dong Aiguo. He wasn't particularly interested in these small fry. With a grim expression, he granted the man permission to leave.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

With Hao Jian's approval, the man bolted from the scene, wiping sweat from his brow as he fled. His haste was driven by fear that he'd be punished later when confronting Dong Aiguo.

To the ordinary officers and soldiers, Dong Aiguo carried immense authority and respect. His methods were extraordinary, instilling fear and reverence alike in many servicemen.

"Sir! The guards at the warehouse reported that Hao Jian is already there, and the personnel we assigned have all been dealt with. Please advise!"

A soldier rushed up to Dong Aiguo, saluted sharply, and quickly relayed the update.

"That bastard! How could he act so fast? I deployed over a hundred men!"

Upon hearing the news, Dong Aiguo's expression shifted drastically. His eyes glowed intensely as he waved his hand and roared, "Everyone, gather and follow me back immediately! This time, there's no way that punk leaves here unscathed. He injured so many of my men—I want to see how he plans to explain himself!"

"Hmmph!"

With a cold snort, Dong Aiguo climbed into a vehicle and ordered it to drive back.

The reporting soldier promptly hopped onto a nearby motorbike, trailing closely behind Dong Aiguo.

A massive contingent surged toward the warehouse. The closer they got, the colder and more ruthless Dong Aiguo's expression became. A faint Killing Intent surrounded him, earning the Special Forces' awe-filled glances.

This kind of Killing Intent could only be refined by someone like Dong Aiguo, who had experienced large-scale wars between nations. These Special Forces mostly dealt with small local gangs, deliberately avoiding fatalities whenever possible. As a result, such concentrated Killing Intent was beyond their ability to cultivate.

"Vroom, vroom, vroom!"

Inside, as Hao Jian waited for Dong Aiguo, he sat chatting with Secretary Zhang. Suddenly, his ear twitched slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. Moments later, the rumbling of engines sounded outside. Rising to his feet, Hao Jian smiled at a curious-looking Secretary Zhang and said, "They're here. Let's go take a look."

As the words left his mouth, a faint red glint flickered in Hao Jian's eyes. Subtle Killing Intent spread from his body, swirling around him without dispersing far.

"Don't go overboard…"

Seeing Hao Jian in this state, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but express concern. He voiced his reminder but ultimately followed Hao Jian outside.

Once the two stepped out the door, an enraged roar exploded in their ears. Secretary Zhang quickly turned his gaze toward the sound, only to see Dong Aiguo being helped off a vehicle by two Special Forces soldiers, his face contorted in fury.

"Hao Jian!"

Dong Aiguo's eyes radiated Killing Intent as he clenched his fists tightly, the veins bulging and quivering slightly—a testament to his deep-seated wrath. This bastard dared to threaten him?

"Heh, what's up?"

Seeing Dong Aiguo, Hao Jian let out a cold chuckle. Before Dong Aiguo could act, Hao Jian preemptively sneered and said, "I beat you fair and square in our contest, and you reneged?!"

"My goods have been more than half destroyed by you. Do you have any idea how much I've lost?! Seven, eight hundred million!" His icy words spilled forth. After a brief pause, he continued, "While I don't particularly care about money, your betrayal enraged me!"

"Is this military district full of people like you—those who can't honor even basic agreements? People who reneg on their word as a habit?!"

"Hao Jian, you forced my hand!"

Faced with Hao Jian's accusatory confrontation, Dong Aiguo's expression darkened significantly. He shouted furiously, "Destroying your goods was the least I could do! As for you killing my son, don't think we'll settle that score so easily!"

"In that case, we've got nothing left to discuss. Let's settle this with action!"

Overcome by fury, Hao Jian extended his palm, faint Qi Force swirling in the center of it. A terrifying Killing Intent emanated from his body, but before he could attack, a hand heavily clapped him on the shoulder.

"Secretary Zhang…"

Interrupted, Hao Jian turned his head, puzzled, only to see Secretary Zhang's pale face, his trembling hand resting on Hao Jian's shoulder.

Seeing this, Hao Jian quickly withdrew his Killing Intent to spare Secretary Zhang unnecessary suffering. As the oppressive aura faded, blood returned to Secretary Zhang's face, though he remained visibly shaken. At this moment, Hao Jian was terrifyingly intimidating.

"Hao Jian, heed my advice today. I understand your anger, but for the greater picture, avoid clashing with Dong Aiguo. Remember, he's a general and represents the nation. If you hurt him today, do you think the country will let you off lightly for disrespecting its authority?"

Secretary Zhang's warning caused Hao Jian's eyes to narrow slightly as he grew silent. He understood: no, they wouldn't relent. A military district leader like Dong Aiguo symbolized the country's honor. If Hao Jian attacked him, it would be akin to disrespecting the nation. Even the old man couldn't protect him, and he'd no longer be able to stay in Huaxia...

"Exactly, that's the reality. I haven't stopped you much because you've only been competing with Dong Aiguo's subordinates. Even if fatalities occur, the Minister could help exonerate you. But once you touch Dong Aiguo, even the Minister himself would have to steer clear…"

Seeing Hao Jian calm down, Secretary Zhang nodded in approval and added.

"Even so, I can't swallow this anger."

Secretary Zhang's words further centered Hao Jian's thoughts. Reflecting on the potential consequences of injuring Dong Aiguo, Hao Jian felt a lingering fear.

Though he was powerful, against a nation, he was but an infant—utterly defenseless.