Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1473 - 1672: Want a Drink?

All her previous missions were completed effortlessly and decisively, without a trace of hesitation.
There were a few times when the targets were a bit tougher, but in the end, the task was still accomplished.
So within her zero-failure record, she absolutely would not allow for any mistake this time.
Otherwise, it would leave a heavy stain on her assassin career.
And possibly, because of this one time, she might lose her top rank on the Assassin's List.
Xie Qianqian pondered for a moment, then immediately fired at Hao Jian.
One shot.
Two shots.
Three shots.
......
The gun in Xie Qianqian's hand felt like an immensely familiar toy, each shot fired without hesitation, each aiming at Hao Jian's vital parts.
For an ordinary person, facing an opponent with a gun, the only option might be to surrender, but Hao Jian not only handled it gracefully but also managed to dodge every bullet.
Xie Qianqian's mood became increasingly heavy as she quickly fired another shot.
The entire room was left with marks of bullet holes.
"Bang!"
A shot was fired.
Hao Jian, however, smiled devilishly and suddenly switched from defense to attack, making a move towards Xie Qianqian.
Xie Qianqian was unable to react in time, and the gun was snatched away by Hao Jian.
"Ah!"
Xie Qianqian was startled.
In the next moment, Hao Jian was already pointing the gun at her head.
Hao Jian embraced Xie Qianqian and then pointed the gun at her neck.
Xie Qianqian's mood was gravely serious now; she understood well how easily Hao Jian had taken her gun, and how difficult it would be for her to retrieve it from him. Based on his bullet-dodging reflexes, it was clear to see.
Xie Qianqian's heart was suddenly lifted.
Noticing now, Xie Qianqian was already drenched in fragrant sweat, her clothes stained and exuding a scent.
Hao Jian leaned in to take a whiff.
"A bit of fragrance!" Hao Jian said.
Xie Qianqian rolled her eyes at Hao Jian unhappily.
At this moment, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered in Hao Jian's hands, but she still wanted to play psychological games with him.
Xie Qianqian struggled to escape Hao Jian's restraint, and Hao Jian nudged the gun.
Then, he leaned close to Xie Qianqian's ear and said, "Do you think I would shoot?"
Xie Qianqian gave a delicate smile and said, "Do you think, since you managed to snatch the gun from my hand, there would still be bullets left in the gun?"
Hao Jian smiled.
"The M9 pistol magazine capacity is fifteen rounds, but generally the load would be around ten rounds. A full magazine could lead to jamming, and knowing your meticulous nature, just in case, you wouldn't fully load it, but..." Hao Jian paused, "You are an assassin with a zero failure rate, so you have absolute confidence to take me down in one shot. Thus, considering your loading habits and my sense of touch, apart from the ten fired rounds, there should be two more still."
Saying this, Hao Jian fired a shot at the ground.
"Bang!" A hole appeared on the floor.
"One more bullet left!" Hao Jian said.
By this time, Xie Qianqian was completely astonished by Hao Jian's reasoning.
When Hao Jian spoke of her identity, she was already surprised. It seemed Hao Jian was not unaware of her identity but had long figured it out, or he wouldn't have known about her zero mission failure rate.
Additionally, When Hao Jian accurately spelled out how many bullets were left in the gun, Xie Qianqian was shocked once more.
This... this person, just how formidable must he be to know these details so quickly.
No wonder those big shots repeatedly warned her to be extra cautious, emphasizing how formidable the opponent was.
From the present situation, the opponent was indeed not just ordinarily formidable.
Xie Qianqian's situation shifted suddenly from being in control to being on the defensive.
"Want to try again?" Hao Jian teased.
Xie Qianqian glanced at Hao Jian with her eyes, then said, "Since you already know everything, go ahead, kill or torture as you please!"
Hao Jian laughed and suddenly threw the gun on the ground.
Then said, "Speak, who sent you! What is the mission!"
Xie Qianqian chuckled and said, "Do you think an assassin would divulge such information?"
Suddenly, she bent down, quickly picked up the pistol Hao Jian had tossed on the ground.
In the gun, there was still one bullet left.
Xie Qianqian held the gun aimed at Hao Jian.
The roles reversed, previously Hao Jian was in charge, Xie Qianqian was the guest, now abruptly reversed to Xie Qianqian being in charge, Hao Jian the guest.
Without hesitation, Xie Qianqian aimed and shot at Hao Jian's heart.
This close range, she had absolute confidence that one shot could kill Hao Jian.
If you are merciful to the enemy, then the corpse on the ground will be yours.
Before becoming a real assassin, many people said this to her, so she firmly steeled her heart.
Once an assassin truly becomes a real assassin, they usually cut off all emotions, or else one day they'll die because of them.
She feels this deeply now; if Hao Jian hadn't let his guard down and assumed she posed no threat, throwing his gun to the ground, she wouldn't have been able to counter him, nor would she have been able to swiftly pick up the gun and take Hao Jian's life.
Sometimes, the truth is just that simple.
You've been kind, you've underestimated, you've been arrogant—any small thing could take your life.
Xie Qianqian prepared to witness Hao Jian's death.
Once she completed this task, her status in the Assassin World would rise again.
But suddenly, she revealed a hint of surprise, followed by shock, and then disbelief.
Hao Jian actually dodged the bullet, he dodged it without a scratch, at such close range.
Xie Qianqian's eyes were filled with disbelief; she couldn't fathom why Hao Jian was so strong.
However, without giving her time to think, in the next second, Hao Jian subdued her.
Hao Jian pressed Xie Qianqian onto the bed.
The reason he threw the gun down was just to see what Xie Qianqian really intended; now he saw she was absolutely determined to kill him, so he wasn't planning to show any mercy.
All the laughter was just fake sentiment; if someone threatens his life or Shu Ya's, he'll remove the danger without hesitation.
Hao Jian ruthlessly slammed Xie Qianqian onto the bed.
Xie Qianqian resisted, trying to get up and run.
Hao Jian grabbed her with both hands, slamming her back onto the bed again.
Hao Jian greedily tore open his outer garments.
Everything unfolded before Hao Jian's eyes.
"What are you doing!" Xie Qianqian said in fear.
Hao Jian sneered: "Didn't you say I was strong? Then let me show you my Kung Fu again!"
Xie Qianqian's face turned pale with fright, quickly saying, "Let go of me, you beast!"
Hao Jian laughed: "Beast of Love! I admit I'm a beast of love now! Not the previous love guru, but the beast of love!"
With that, Hao Jian laughed arrogantly.
Since we're playing this game, let's play it big.
Hao Jian squeezed the bun hard, then crazily sucked.
Then he extended the red popsicle, licking another popsicle.
Popsicle rubbed against popsicle; usually, it wouldn't cause any peculiar results, but Hao Jian had a special way of eating popsicles, where he liked to bite them bit by bit, gently.
Gradually, it heated up; heat made the ice cream generate energy, friction also generated energy, and the energy grew.
Hao Jian felt the more he ate the popsicle, the hotter it became.
At this time, Xie Qianqian's face also turned red, her body getting hot.
Then, at this moment, Hao Jian suddenly fetched the glass of water from the bedside table.
Xie Qianqian looked at Hao Jian in horror.
Did he know what was in the glass?
Just in case, if Hao Jian didn't cooperate, it would have all been for nothing, so Xie Qianqian specially drugged the water, planning to give it to Hao Jian to drink.
She hadn't had time to drink, then everything unfolded afterwards.
It was specially made, at least three times stronger than normal, if unsatisfied after drinking it, one would bleed to death from all orifices.
Xie Qianqian looked at Hao Jian in terror.
"Let go of me!" Xie Qianqian said.
Hao Jian smirked: "Why? This water was prepared for me, it's fine to give it to me, but not you!"
Xie Qianqian suddenly showed a painful expression.
Hao Jian tilted the glass, dropping some water onto Xie Qianqian's face.
"No! Please, spare me!"
Hao Jian's face suddenly showed a smile, then he took the glass, poured out its water entirely, and threw the glass away when he'd emptied it.
Xie Qianqian saw Hao Jian pour out the drugged water without leaving a drop, finally showing a relaxed expression.
To her, that thing was truly terrifying.
At this time, Hao Jian lowered his head, then bit her ear, whispering: "What now, still want to kill me?"
Xie Qianqian hurriedly said: "No!"
Actually, through this battle, she understood the gap between her and Hao Jian; it was not simply a small gap, but like the difference between adults and children.
If an adult wanted to hit a child, would the child have the ability to fight back?
So now, she no longer had the heart to kill Hao Jian.
Because in the face of absolute power disparity, one must bow down.
Hao Jian said again: "Did Murder God send you?"
Facing death anyway, Xie Qianqian didn't worry much, nodding.
Just as he guessed, Hao Jian only asked for confirmation, and also to gauge Xie Qianqian's current attitude towards him.
Hao Jian said again: "If that's the case, given Murder God's temperament, he sent you to assassinate me, he wouldn't have planned for you to return alive. So, even if I spare you, you'd still be on a path to death. Now, I'm giving you a chance to live, how about it?"