Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1609 - 1809: Boss, I Admit My Mistake!!!

Before Liang Yuwei could understand what was happening, three men suddenly emerged from the corner. The three men had large waists and thick legs, their arm muscles bulging, and they each had at least eight-pack abs, clearly people who exercised frequently.
The three men came out and blocked the path behind, then two more men emerged in front of Hao Jian, cutting off the path forward.
All five men glared fiercely at Hao Jian. Although they hadn't said a word, the strong aura emanating from them was clearly directed at him.
If ordinary people saw such a scene, they would probably be scared stiff by now, but Hao Jian remained calm and indifferent.
Liang Yuwei suddenly grabbed Hao Jian's hand. Although she had seen many fierce criminals since becoming a police officer, this was the first time she found herself blocked like this, without anyone supporting her from behind.
She was very calm but inexplicably felt a bit nervous.
At this moment, Hao Jian patted Liang Yuwei's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine."
With Hao Jian's words, Liang Yuwei felt a slight sense of safety but was still inexplicably nervous. Realizing her loss of composure, she quickly withdrew her hand she had inadvertently held onto Hao Jian's.
Hao Jian looked a bit helpless, thinking no one should act like that, letting go after crossing the river. It left him a bit helpless!
As they spoke, the five men approached Hao Jian, slowly closing the distance.
At this point, one of the strong men looked meaningfully at Hao Jian and said, "I didn't expect you to have such an eye for things. Originally planned to act when fewer people were around, but since you've found out, might as well deal with you now while no one's here."
Another man, with a scar on his face, pushed the speaker behind him and said to Hao Jian, "Kid, if you want to live, hand over the Imperial Green, or don't blame us if we act."
When he mentioned 'act', the other men all turned their gaze to Liang Yuwei, and even without words, the meaning in their eyes was obvious.
Liang Yuwei couldn't stand the scrutinizing gaze and couldn't help but spit, "You better take your eyes off me, or don't blame me for gouging them out and feeding them to the dogs!"
The men burst into laughter immediately. For guys like them, having someone lie down in front and bare their belly wouldn't interest them much; encountering a feisty woman, however, was a different story!
"Haha... Spicy! I like it!" one of the men laughed.
Looking at Liang Yuwei, the group exchanged glances and laughed loudly together.
Hao Jian calmly faced the five men without speaking, having already realized that the Gambling Stone Shop owner had bad intentions just by his looks.
So, Hao Jian knew the owner would send people; he didn't expect them to come so quickly.
He then looked at the scar-faced man and smiled, asking, "And if I don't hand it over? What then?"
Scarface chuckled with his head down, and when he raised it, his expression dramatically changed, full of malice, and he shouted, "Brothers, let's get him!"
Upon receiving the order, the other four men clenched their fists, looking fierce and intimidating, advancing step by step toward Hao Jian.
These men were inherently evil, living a life on the edge, only returning to Hua City later, once meeting the Gambling Stone Shop owner, started doing his shady work.
When paid, naturally they had to resolve the problem for others; now the owner wanted the Imperial Green, they had to take it, and seeing Liang Yuwei's beauty, evil thoughts arose within them.
Five men charged at Hao Jian, then suddenly started sprinting, their imposing presence enough to terrify ordinary people.
Yet Hao Jian remained calm, shielding Liang Yuwei behind him, and after previous encounters, she trusted him implicitly, believing no matter the danger, everything could be resolved with him by her side.
Thus, when Hao Jian protected her behind him, she felt particularly safe.
The five big men swiftly rushed to Hao Jian; Scarface, being closest, reached him first and quickly swung a punch at Hao Jian.
Hao Jian smiled, dodged, and let Scarface's punch miss its target. A flash of surprise crossed Scarface's face, but before he could react, he felt a sharp pain on his face. Five bright red palm prints appeared on his face, and with a "slap!" sound, he was fiercely slapped and fell to the ground.
The other four were astonished by the scene, aware of Scarface's strength. In the past, during his misdeeds across various places, Scarface had repeatedly proven his formidable power, thus, he was the leader among the five.
It happened in an instant, and they hadn't even grasped what occurred before their strongest member was knocked to the ground, leaving them shocked.
They initially thought Hao Jian was just a regular young man who could be easily dealt with, not expecting such a dramatic turn of events.
However, the five had long developed seamless coordination, so despite one being down, it didn't disrupt their attack. The remaining four immediately launched an assault at Hao Jian.
One can block an attack from a single person, but dealing with four separate punches simultaneously is impossible with just two hands. As the saying goes, it's hard for two fists to fend off four hands, let alone eight.
The four confidently directed fierce punches at Hao Jian, the powerful fists seemingly capable of cracking walls.
Suddenly, time seemed to pause, and their faces twisted in agony, veins bulging from hands to faces, and within moments their faces were drenched in sweat, which fell to the ground.
Meanwhile, Hao Jian remained relaxed, simply extending his hand to snatch their fists. That fist power dissipated instantly in his grasp, leaving the four in pain, unable to break free despite struggling desperately.
"Ah!"
Beads of sweat poured from their faces, drenched in sweat, faces flushed red with an inability to speak.
Hao Jian chuckled, suddenly twisting both hands. The four cried out in agony as he released them, collapsing to the ground like emptied shells, lacking the strength to rise, as the pain nearly knocked them unconscious.
Before they could react, Hao Jian stepped on their chests, this footfall leaving them breathless, feeling as though their insides were ruptured.
At this moment, Scarface suddenly rose, unknowingly holding a spring-loaded knife.
Hao Jian glanced up, smiled at Scarface, and said, "If you're confident, go ahead and try charging at me with that knife. But remember, once knives are involved, your body might end up with a few cuts. If you wish to try, be my guest!"
Fear instantly filled Scarface's face; he initially intended to sneak attack Hao Jian while distracted, but didn't expect his thoughts to be utterly exposed before acting.
His eyes were full of shock, tempered by years of experience, narrowly surviving death. If not for luck, he wouldn't be standing here today.
Confronting Hao Jian earlier, he recalled a feeling akin to past life-threatening moments. Upon realizing the attack, his body had already succumbed to searing pain, promptly collapsing.
He mistakenly assumed this was merely a rookie, now clearly recognizing a master—an indiscernible expert, not an amateur.
With a "thud!" Scarface suddenly dropped to his knees, discarding the knife.
"Brother! Spare me! I admit my mistakes, please forgive me!" Scarface pleaded, kowtowing with tearful desperation.
Witnessing this, the four men saw their leader begging for mercy, and any remaining bravado vanished. Despite persistent pain, they struggled to rise, imitating Scarface by kneeling in supplication.
"Brother, spare us! We admit we were wrong!"