Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 934 - 933: Contact Now!

"Idiot!"

Originally, I just wanted to call and check how my dear cousin was doing in Hua City, but who would've thought this guy is planning to mess with Hao Jian!

"Do you even understand what kind of person Hao Jian is?! Don't tell me you're unaware of what happened with the Ye Family recently! The Ye Family's influence was on par with our Bai Family, but thanks to Hao Jian, they've plummeted from grace, been berated by the higher-ups, and overnight became a second-rate family. And now you're telling me you're going to cause trouble for him?!"

Bai Yang was fuming, yelling at Bai Herong over the phone. His voice carried an unmistakable tone of fear.

"Heh! Just wait until I take out Hao Jian. You'll see that he's not as terrifying as you all think!" Bai Herong, who initially wanted to boast to his cousin, ended up being scolded harshly instead. His previously good mood vanished instantly, and he arrogantly snapped back into the phone.

"I'll prove it! This so-called godlike Hao Jian that you all worship—just how impressive can he really be? The reason you can't handle him is because you're incompetent. I'm not like you. I can and will deal with Hao Jian!"

"Just wait for the good news!"

After finishing his declaration, Bai Herong hung up the phone and immediately switched it off. He had no intention of letting his phone keep buzzing nonstop afterward.

Rather than being annoyed by the noise, it was better to power it off now and enjoy some peace and quiet. That said, the thought of shouting at his cousin like that left Bai Herong with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

He actually yelled at his cousin! The same cousin who had overshadowed him since childhood! To curse him out like that—it was pure exhilaration!

"Clang!"

Meanwhile, far away in the Capital City, the sound of shattering glass suddenly erupted in Bai Yang's room. Upon zooming in, one would see a pile of broken glassware and porcelain scattered across the floor in front of Bai Yang.

Bai Yang himself, the man at the center of the chaos, angrily picked up his phone and furiously redialed Bai Herong's number, only to be informed that the phone was switched off. His frustration exploded instantly.

"That idiot! Going after Hao Jian all by himself—does he have a death wish?!" With a forceful motion, he flung his pricey smartphone to the floor. His enraged roar filled the room, startling the housemaid cleaning outside, leaving her trembling with fear.

What's going on with the Young Master today? Why is he so furious? Who the hell angered him this much?

Terrified, the maid hurriedly rushed through her cleaning and quickly descended the stairs. She couldn't risk incurring her Young Master's wrath at a time like this.

"If a few guns were all it took to get rid of Hao Jian, that guy would've died a million times by now! Do you think someone like you would get the chance to take him down?!"

Bai Yang's furious roars continued to reverberate, his face dark with rage. Only people like them knew just how fearsome Hao Jian truly was. Even a powerhouse like the Ye Family had suffered one devastating blow after another because of Hao Jian. Although the Bai Family was stronger than the Ye Family, they wouldn't dare provoke Hao Jian recklessly either.

Hao Jian wasn't someone you could handle just because you wanted to. Moreover, he had backing so powerful that even the Bai Family had to tread carefully. That was to say nothing of Hao Jian's own abilities. And let's not forget, that man had once single-handedly stormed the Ye Family's heavily fortified special forces base, slaughtered his way through, and walked out unscathed while everyone else could only watch powerlessly.

Such capability—that kind of man would treat someone like Bai Herong, with his simple-mindedness, as child's play. To think he would try to confront Hao Jian in his own territory… Bai Yang could only conclude that his cousin must've taken a donkey kick to the head!

Meanwhile, back with Bai Herong—after hanging up the phone, a few rich second-generation kids noticed his sour expression. They exchanged glances before Lin Yu hesitantly broke the silence to ask.

"Brother Rong, who was on the phone just now? Why do you look so upset?"

"Heh! It's just my idiotic cousin! That coward—I've despised him since we were kids!"

Bai Herong let out a cold snort, unwilling to dwell on the topic. In his eyes, his cousin only served to worsen his mood!

Hearing this, Lin Yu and the others wisely kept their mouths shut. Still, in their hearts, they had their own thoughts. They were well aware of Bai Yang's abilities; despite Bai Herong's dismissive comments, his cousin was far from useless. In fact, Bai Yang was known for his resourcefulness, cleverness, and even instilling fear in some of the older generation.

On the other hand, Bai Herong himself was the stereotypical playboy—indulgent, lazy, and reckless, never taking responsibility for his actions.

Compared to his cousin, Bai Herong was leagues behind. Yet, here he was badmouthing Bai Yang, which left Lin Yu and the others feeling disdain. That said, Bai Yang was out of their league to even think about befriending, but Bai Herong was gullible and easier to manipulate.

All it took was a bit of buttering up, and Bai Herong would be so blinded by ego that he'd think he ruled the world.

"Lin Yu, how's that friend of yours? Did you get his contact info yet?"

Having dismissed the earlier matter, Bai Herong turned his gaze to Lin Yu, speaking with an air of haughtiness, as if he had already moved on.

"Got it. I'll call him right now!"

Lin Yu jolted upright, nodding hurriedly. He gestured to his phone and said.

"Alright!"

Seeing Bai Herong nod, Lin Yu quickly dialed the number, his face tense as he anxiously waited. The lack of immediate response made him increasingly uneasy.

After all, this was in front of Bai Herong. If he screwed up, there would be consequences. While Bai Herong wasn't as influential as his cousin, he was still one of the Young Masters of the Bai Family. He could ruin their lives with ease if he wanted.

"Ring! Hello? Who's this? I'm busy!"

Thankfully, the call was finally answered. Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yu quickly replied, "Little Bo! It's me, Lin Yu from the Lin Family in the Capital City."

"Oh! Young Master Lin! To what do I owe the pleasure? If it's about buying goods, I can't handle anything in the Capital City right now."

Little Bo, full name Cao Bo, was a small-time arms dealer. While technically dealing in imitation firearms, the quality of these replicas was so excellent they rivaled the real thing—save for the absence of real bullets, that is.

"It's not about the Capital City. My friend, Brother Rong, wants to purchase some goods from you. In fact, we're already in Hua City…"

"You're in Hua City? Alright, then!"

Cao Bo immediately agreed to the deal. He had been trying to avoid trouble in the Capital City lately, as the cops had raided one of his hideouts there. If it weren't for his quick thinking and escape, he'd have been arrested long ago.

But Hua City? There was no reason to be as cautious there.

"Good. I'll pass you over to Brother Rong. Whatever he says goes from here."

Without waiting for a response from Cao Bo, Lin Yu handed the phone to Bai Herong.

"Hello! This is Bai Herong! The 'Brother Rong' Lin Yu mentioned!" Taking the phone, Bai Herong continued in an arrogant tone, "I want your best goods. Ten or more. Money's no issue, as long as the products are top-notch!"

Since he was planning to use guns to take down Hao Jian, he needed only the best—and lots of them. A barrage of bullets from multiple directions should guarantee Hao Jian's downfall.

"Yes, yes! That won't be a problem!" Cao Bo immediately replied, though he couldn't help but inquire, "Might I ask what Brother Rong intends to do with these? With this kind of firepower, you could wipe out a small battalion. But here in Hua City, there aren't any armies…"

Cao Bo's comment might have been slightly exaggerated, but it was exactly the kind of flattery Bai Herong wanted to hear. Bursting into laughter, he boldly declared, "Do you know Hao Jian of Hua City?"

"Hao Jian?!"

Hearing this name, Cao Bo's face darkened instantly on the other end of the line. His eyes flickered with a cold, dangerous light. Maintaining his tone, he replied, "Who in Hua City doesn't know Hao Jian?!"

"Haha! Good, then we're on the same page!"

Bai Herong, growing more smug, continued, "The goods I'm buying from you are to deal with Hao Jian!"

"Hao Jian isn't someone so easily dealt with…"

Cao Bo responded cautiously.

"Cut the crap. Now, when can you deliver?"

Checking the time—it was already past seven—Bai Herong impatiently pressed for answers.

"Tomorrow afternoon at three. There's an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Hua City. I'll send you the address shortly."

Not wanting to waste any more time, Cao Bo promptly gave an address.

"Deal!"

"But before the delivery, you'll need to pay a deposit of three million upfront. That's the rule."

"No problem. Give me your account details, and I'll transfer it immediately…"

"The account number is XXXXXXXXX…"

"It's done!"

With no hesitation, Bai Herong transferred three million to Cao Bo's account, not even batting an eye.

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