Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1506 - 1705: Who's Really Stronger?

The underling who made a mistake only dared to lower his head, staying silent.
At this moment, the other dozen or so people were also a bit scared. They had initially thought they'd only deal with one person, but unexpectedly, so many people appeared.
But no matter what, you can lose, but you can't lose the aura.
Yan Chen pointed at Hao Jian and said, "Hmph! Alright, you brat actually set me up!"
Hao Jian acted as if he hadn't heard anything, took a sip, then picked up a skewer in front of him and started eating.
"You..."
Yan Chen looked angrily at Hao Jian.
Yellow Hair said, "What do you mean you? Quickly apologize to Young Master Hao!"
Yan Chen looked at Yellow Hair with disdain. If it weren't for the fact that I brought fewer people, I wouldn't allow a little gangster like you to act arrogant in front of me.
Seeing that Hao Jian didn't speak, Yan Chen suddenly picked up his phone and started dialing a number.
Okay, you have the guts to set me up, I admit it, but don't think I don't have people. Having more people, what kind of hero is that? Let me call more people over and see if you still dare to be arrogant.
Yan Chen pulled out his phone, found the number and prepared to dial, but suddenly Hao Jian got up, snatched the phone, and tossed it on the table.
Yan Chen said, "What do you mean by this, are you scared? I'll call people to kill you!"
"Watch your mouth when you talk to me!" Yellow Hair said.
Hao Jian waved his hand to signal Yellow Hair not to get angry and returned the phone to Yan Chen, saying, "Earlier, it was just a little prank, call whoever you want!"
Yan Chen snatched the phone back from Hao Jian and said, "Alright, let's see how long you can keep acting tough!"
At this moment, Yellow Hair showed a hint of worry. Looking at Yan Chen's attire, he could tell Yan Chen was a rich kid, so he probably knew quite a few people in certain circles. Now, he only had forty or fifty people on his side. If Yan Chen called double that number, what would happen? They wouldn't be able to beat them.
Yellow Hair worriedly said to Hao Jian, "Young Master Hao, watch out!"
Hao Jian waved dismissively and said, "No worries, sit down and have a drink!"
Hearing what Hao Jian said, Yellow Hair had no choice but to sit down and continue drinking and eating skewers.
It's not that he doesn't trust Hao Jian, it's just that the other side comes aggressively and has already found out his details. Yan Chen had already called for reinforcements, yet Hao Jian seemed completely unconcerned. If the reinforcements outnumbered them by several times, what would they do? That's what Yellow Hair was worried about.
After finishing the call, Yan Chen threw the phone on the table and said harshly, "I've called people over, giving you a chance to call for help too, but no matter how many you call, it'll be in vain. It's a dead end anyway, haha..."
The underlings behind him, initially timid due to their smaller numbers, felt emboldened by Yan Chen's words.
Now, what use is it to have more people? One call from me will bring more than you have, let's see if you can still be arrogant.
Yellow Hair couldn't help but prepare to make a move, but was scared back into his seat by a look from Hao Jian.
He really didn't understand Hao Jian. They outnumbered the other party significantly now. If they dealt with them now, they'd be gone before the reinforcements arrived.
Yellow Hair really couldn't understand Hao Jian, but had no choice but to sit on the bench and continue drinking and eating skewers.
"Hehe, scared now?" Yan Chen said.
Hao Jian still didn't speak. The skewers tasted pretty good, especially paired with beer, so why waste time on some trash?
That's what Hao Jian was thinking.
Seeing Hao Jian not responding, Yan Chen shifted the focus of his words to Liang Yuwei.
Yan Chen suddenly looked at Liang Yuwei and said, "Liang Yuwei, I'm giving you another chance. Don't be ungrateful! If my people come and you don't recognize your luck, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"
Liang Yuwei didn't even glance at him.
At this moment, Yan Chen's temper flared up. Ignoring him was one thing, but for a woman—a woman who could be had whenever and however—to put on airs now? Intolerable!
Intolerable!
In anger, Yan Chen swung a slap towards Liang Yuwei.
But before the slap could reach Liang Yuwei, Hao Jian caught it.
Hao Jian firmly grasped Yan Chen's hand, then pinned Yan Chen down on the table, knocking over the beers which shattered on the floor.
Yan Chen's head was pressed down forcefully onto the skewers, which were freshly grilled and still hot, causing him great discomfort as his face got burned.
Yan Chen tried to struggle, but Hao Jian pressed him down harder, flattening the skewers beneath him.
The dozen or so subordinates standing behind Yan Chen saw their boss get hit, and they stepped in to protect him, saying, "Let go of the boss!"
One bold guy, to show his loyalty, even pulled out a dagger and lunged at Hao Jian.
"Damn it, go to hell, how dare you touch the boss!" he said.
But before his dagger could reach, it suddenly froze in mid-air. It was firmly caught by Hao Jian, who then pushed back with one palm, sending the guy flying back seven or eight meters before he stopped, and the dagger dropped to the ground.
Everyone watched in astonishment.
At this moment, no one dared to step forward, and they all glanced at each other.
Seeing this scene, Yellow Hair and the others widened their eyes. They knew Hao Jian was formidable after clashing with him earlier—a one-versus-ten was effortless. But now, just a gentle push sent someone flying back seven or eight meters. His strength once again left them stunned.
Yan Chen said, "Damn it, let go of me, or once my people arrive, you'll suffer even more."
Hao Jian smiled and retorted, "How much worse could it get?"
Previously, Yan Chen had been criticizing him nonstop without much response. But when it got physical, Hao Jian took action. If Yan Chen laid a hand on Liang Yuwei, that would change everything.
Can he just watch a woman get hit by a man? Especially his own woman!
Hao Jian is such a person—Yan Chen's attempt to hit Liang Yuwei was unforgivable.
Hao Jian slapped Yan Chen across the face, lifted his head, smashed it onto the table, and then tossed Yan Chen aside.
The group of subordinates immediately went to support Yan Chen. After getting back on his feet, Yan Chen shoved away the hand helping him and glared viciously at Hao Jian, saying, "Damn it, just you wait!"
He was waiting. As soon as the reinforcements arrived, it would be Hao Jian's doomsday.
So, he held back for now, knowing the opponent outnumbered them. Striking now was unwise, so he continued to bide his time.
All his grudges would be settled later.
The drinks and skewers on the table were knocked to the ground by Yan Chen, rendered inedible, so Hao Jian called to the boss, "Boss, more skewers and another case of beer!"
The boss, trembling and hiding on the side, froze in fear at these words.
Here a rowdy gangster ready to smash the place, there a customer still wanting to eat—the boss was at a loss.
But seeing the situation, Hao Jian's group outnumbered Yan Chen's. Yan Chen had already been offended; a single word led to a beating, while Hao Jian remained untouched and had more people. Offending both sides would be a disaster.
The Big Fatty boss pondered intensely and quickly brought up the pre-prepared skewers.
His legs trembled as he walked over. After placing the food on the table, he prepared to leave, but Hao Jian stopped him.
Big Fatty boss was terrified, practically paralyzed with fear.
Hao Jian patted Big Fatty on the back, saying, "The food's not bad. Bring another round of everything we ordered before. Don't worry, any damages will be compensated later!"
Only then did Big Fatty dare to leave. He only half-heard Hao Jian's words; any talk of compensation was beyond his wildest dreams. Right now, he just hoped nothing more would be broken and that trouble wouldn't come looking for him.
Big Fatty left, his legs still trembling.
Hao Jian and Liang Yuwei continued to drink and eat skewers.
Suddenly, dozens of vans appeared on the road, followed by a convoy heading straight for the food stall. They quickly parked in front and unloaded a horde of people.
Seeing this, Big Fatty nearly fainted and quickly retreated back into the room with his son and another boss, locking the door tightly and observing from the window.
Seeing his reinforcements finally arrive, Yan Chen laughed and looked at Hao Jian with the eyes of a man watching a dead man.
He nodded at Hao Jian and walked toward the newcomers.
At this point, Yellow Hair felt a bit scared. Damn, so many people had shown up; this was no longer just being outnumbered—it was a total overwhelming force.
In street fights, gangsters rely on presence and numbers, not ancient battle formations. More people mean victory—strong presence means victory.
So Yellow Hair and the lackeys he brought were all getting scared seeing this setup.
Yellow Hair said to Hao Jian, "Boss, this..."
Hao Jian replied calmly, "It's fine. Keep drinking and eating!"
"Oh!" Yellow Hair's response was almost inaudible.
Yellow Hair's reaction was within Hao Jian's expectations, but surprisingly, Liang Yuwei also remained calm—what was going on?
Yan Chen had already walked toward the group, with a dozen lackeys trailing behind him.