The Tiger-Headed Man watched Hao Jian with cold eyes, each move was a lethal one, but Hao Jian looked at him with the sa cold gaze. There are so many arrogant and conceited people in the world, yet sohow he seed to encounter them everywhere. If it ca to arrogance, he believed he didn't have the ability to be so arrogant.
However, why was the Tiger-Headed Man so arrogant? His movents, in his view, were full of flaws. Against ordinary people, they might be deadly and sharp, but to him, they were a bit too childish.
With the thought of playing around with the Tiger-Headed Man, Hao Jian deliberately showed a flaw, appearing weak. But he didn't expect the Tiger-Headed Man, in his arrogance, didn't see through Hao Jian's intentions and was smug, thinking his skill was superior, that Hao Jian had no power to counter him.
Little did he know, Hao Jian had long seen through it all. If he decided to act, the Tiger-Headed Man would have been a ghost under the knife. However, Hao Jian had no intention to kill today, so he wouldn't strike ruthlessly.
With a "whoosh," without seeing its blade, it was all heard, Hao Jian closed his eyes, listening and determining the position, analyzing where the Tiger-Headed Man's knife had swung. Seeing Hao Jian close his eyes, the Tiger-Headed Man thought Hao Jian was seeking death, arrogantly overconfident.
Hao Jian only smiled, ignoring the Tiger-Headed Man's sneers.
Masters in combat deliver lethal moves, or either don't act, and once they do, it's decisive. Originally, Hao Jian wanted to have fun with the Tiger-Headed Man, but he didn't expect him to be so arrogant, attacking with every move aiming for his life.
Like a fly, constantly buzzing in his ear, it made him extrely uncomfortable. He couldn't stand that feeling and taste.
These things happened in just a few dozen seconds, but Hao Jian and the Tiger-Headed Man had already exchanged dozens of moves. The Tiger-Headed Man was slightly stunned; assassins aim for a quick battle. Seeing Hao Jian not dealt with, he grew a little impatient.
Suddenly, a trace of ferocity appeared on his face. Holding the knife, he took advantage of Hao Jian's opening, stabbing towards Hao Jian with both hands.
Unknowingly, it was a trap set by Hao Jian. The mont he stabbed with the dagger, Hao Jian acted, grabbing his hand and pinching it hard. The Tiger-Headed Man's face was instantly filled with shock. He clearly didn't expect Hao Jian's speed and strength to be so swift.
Before he could react, Hao Jian pinched, snatching the dagger from his hand, then "whoosh," two daggers simultaneously swung, skimming across his hand.
Of course, Hao Jian showed rcy, not directly slashing his hand, cutting a few milliters away, sparing his fingers.
Hao Jian swung the dagger and then secured it in his hand. In just an instant, the once imposing Tiger-Headed Man suddenly, before everyone could understand what had happened, collapsed to his knees.
And then loudly said, "Brother, I was wrong."
The few underlings looked at the Tiger-Headed Man in amazent, not knowing what happened, what was going on, how their dominating leader suddenly knelt and begged for rcy. This was their leader, the Tiger-Headed Man, whom they had never seen beg anyone before. What exactly was going on here?
As for Ma Jingxuan, he also stared wide-eyed at the Tiger-Headed Man. What the hell was going on, the guy I called over, who was so fierce a mont ago, suddenly knelt on the ground. What the hell just happened?
Only the Tiger-Headed Man himself understood. In that mont, it was crystal clear. If Hao Jian wanted to kill him, his fingers would have been severed in that instant. But clearly, Hao Jian hadn't acted, stopping just in ti, which ant they were not in the sa league.
Earlier, he hadn't realized it, until the mont Hao Jian snatched the dagger from his hand; he instantly felt it, realizing Hao Jian had been hiding his strength, holding back. At that mont, he understood the disparity in skill.
Having been an assassin for so long, he knew if soone wanted his life, it would only take an instant. In front of life, nothing else was important. So, in that instant, without hesitation, he fell to his knees, pleading for rcy.
Remaining alive ant there would always be opportunities. If he lost his life today, it would truly be a huge loss, and years of hard work would be gone in an instant.
Hao Jian smiled, said nothing, and then simply threw the dagger on the ground. To be honest, if he wanted to finish off the Tiger-Headed Man, he wouldn't even need a knife; he could have had him on the ground within seconds.
In the face of true power, many things are but illusions.
The Tiger-Headed Man knelt on the ground begging for rcy. Hao Jian originally had no intention of dealing with him, so he didn't plan on keeping him around. With a single move, the Tiger-Headed Man imdiately got the ssage, said not a word, turned around, and ran.
Seeing their leader run, the underlings quickly followed suit, running after the Tiger-Headed Man, heading towards the stopped car, and swiftly got into it.
Ma Jingxuan was dumbfounded by the situation, angrily shouting, "What the hell! What the fuck are you doing? Get back here or else believe , I'll make you pay..."
However, before he could finish, the Tiger-Headed Man and the underlings were already in the car. The engine roared, and the car sped away, leaving a cloud of dust behind.
He was instantly dumbfounded, wondering what the hell was going on. How could this... how could the people he called to teach a lesson have suddenly turned tail in a complete 180? Watching them scared out of their wits and then disappear as the car sped away, Ma Jingxuan was at a loss, unsure what to make of it all.
Before he could think further, Hao Jian, dagger in hand, started walking towards him. Feeling the strong aura, Ma Jingxuan quickly turned around, looking terrified.
He had seen the Tiger-Headed Man's power firsthand. Even a group of ten couldn't rival him. The Tiger-Headed Man could easily take them down. He had also witnessed the Tiger-Headed Man's ruthless ways. There was once an underground boxing master, but after facing off with the Tiger-Headed Man, he hadn't lasted a few moves before being stabbed by the Tiger-Headed Man's dagger, never to rise again.
Yet, earlier, the Tiger-Headed Man had knelt and begged Hao Jian for rcy and then ran away in fear. He had never seen the Tiger-Headed Man in such a sorry state; he was completely awestruck by the terrifying strength of Hao Jian.
At that mont, seeing Hao Jian approaching with an unstoppable aura, inching closer, all his hatred and anger vanished, replaced only by endless fear. Especially seeing Hao Jian holding a dagger, his expression revealed just how terrified he really was.
Still, summoning his courage, he said to Hao Jian, "What are you doing? I'm telling you, if you lay a hand on , that's assaulting a police officer. Have you thought about the consequences..."
While he was speaking, Hao Jian paid no heed to his words, approaching as if he hadn't heard a thing. Ma Jingxuan quickly retreated, his legs giving way, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. Struggling to get up, he saw Hao Jian already standing in front of him. His legs, weak with fear, failed each attempt to stand.
Hao Jian, holding the dagger, looked at him with a serious expression. He had never shown rcy to those who wished him harm. In the past and now, his approach remained the sa—uproot and eliminate anyone who harbored murderous intent towards him.
Ma Jingxuan looked at Hao Jian with terror on his face, uncertainty filled his stamring voice.
"Stay away from , you better cons... consider the consequences. Don't act, or else my father won't let you off." As he spoke, seeing the killing intent in Hao Jian's eyes, he found himself struggling to find his voice.
What he didn't know was that Hao Jian had fully released his aura, unleashing the presence of soone who had taken countless lives. Even the Tiger-Headed Man, having crawled out of a pile of corpses, had fled in terror. Ma Jingxuan was lucky not to have fainted right away.
Hao Jian heard his words, only giving a slight smile, his lips curving subtly.
"Swish!" In an instant, a flash of killing intent appeared in Hao Jian's eyes, he swung the dagger, then retracted it.
In just a second, Ma Jingxuan's scream, like that of a slaughtered pig, echoed through the air.
Monts later, three fingers fell to the ground, and in seconds, blood was flowing everywhere.
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