Chapter 1478: Chapter 1677: Slap in the Face!

Hao Jian glanced at the middle-aged man’s crotch in the Taoist robe, his eyesight was very good, and he immediately noticed a stain.

He burst out laughing and said, “Haha… I think you’re not just brainless, your kidneys are probably useless too. You couldn’t last a second, haha. You didn’t even start and you were done. Whether a man can perform or not is critical, and if you’re done this fast, you’re hopeless. Haha. If possible, I can arrange for my eldest aunt’s second uncle’s third aunt’s old sow to lend you for treating your kidney deficiency!”

Hao Jian rattled off a bunch of insults.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was too angry to speak.

If he weren’t this quick, he would have directly instructed Yang Yu and Yang Zhiyuan to make their move earlier, without needing to interfere himself.

Once a man falls into a tender trap, it’s hard to escape. How could he allow others to interrupt at such times?

But because he was quick, temporarily unfit, he came to trouble Hao Jian.

This way, he could at least have some free time. After dealing with Hao Jian, his energy would be replenished, and he could dive back into the tender trap, truly ecstatic.

However, no one else saw through all this; only he knew. But Hao Jian somehow found out.

Knowing was one thing, but loudly proclaiming it was another. How would he hold his head up in front of the Yang family father and son after this?

A “quick man”?

Saying that alone would make him a laughingstock.

A man can’t let others touch his dignity and pride. Being discovered as a “quick man” and having it announced, isn’t that a slap in the face?

Hao Jian, right in front of the Yang family father and son, as well as the Princess of Tianxiang Pavilion, ruthlessly slapped his face.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was instantly enraged.

He glared at Hao Jian, then suddenly picked up the stool in front of him and hurled it at Hao Jian.

Hao Jian smiled, then swiftly dodged.

The stool shattered on the ground right away, breaking into pieces.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe, seeing Hao Jian dodge, became even more infuriated.

In his eyes, Hao Jian was just a young punk. How could a young punk possibly rival him?

His third-rate Kung Fu was simply embarrassing in front of him.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe attacked again instantly.

Yang Yu watched from the side, excited that the man finally took action against Hao Jian.

Aren’t you aware that I deliberately ran over that female student with a car? You know I paid someone to diagnose insanity to avoid jail, right?

Don’t you know many of my secrets?

But how long can you be angry, damn it!

I’ve encountered people like you before, but they were all dealt with eventually.

Yang Yu happily looked at Hao Jian.

Once you’re dead, my little secrets will remain hidden, with no one knowing.

Yang Yu felt immensely pleased.

Yang Zhiyuan shared the same sentiments.

Has anyone ever defeated the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe? In his memory, never before!

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe suddenly pulled out a dagger, fiercely thrusting it at Hao Jian.

Truth be told, this middle-aged man had some skills. To others, he might appear formidable. But in front of Hao Jian, his skills were full of flaws.

Performing with a dagger in front of Hao Jian was like showing off skills with a big blade before Lord Guan.

Hao Jian didn’t laugh or speak, pretending to be scared and took a step back.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe pressed forward with the dagger.

Stab up!

Hao Jian suddenly made his move. With his right hand, as quick as lightning, he grabbed the middle-aged man’s wrist before he could react, twisted it, and the dagger was in Hao Jian’s hand.

The middle-aged man felt the dagger slipping from his grip. Turning to see, the blade was already in Hao Jian’s hand, slicing through the air.

He had no time to react. With a “whoosh,” the dagger skimmed his face, leaving a bloody gash that immediately started to bleed.

The middle-aged man stepped back and reached to touch the wound. A deeper slash, and his face could have been sliced right off.

The middle-aged man angrily glared at Hao Jian.

This kid, refused my polite invitation, opting instead for a harsh warning. I was just playing with him lightly, and he retaliated so fiercely.

His rage was ignited.

What the middle-aged man didn’t know was that Hao Jian had intentionally made it a superficial cut; he could have ended him with one stab.

The man smirked wrathfully, stepping forward to attack Hao Jian again.

Against such a person, Hao Jian had no intention of holding back; he had been playing lightly for amusement earlier.

Without a doubt, Hao Jian deftly dodged the attack, hooked the man’s legs with his left leg, and with a tug, the middle-aged man fell to the ground.

As he struggled to get up, Hao Jian already extended his left leg, sidestepped, and kicked the man up into the air before stomping down.

With a “bang,” the middle-aged man was stomped heavily into the ground, causing a crack on the floor.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood.

Upon witnessing this, Yang Yu and Yang Zhiyuan were stunned.

This… this, what’s going on here? Could the elder have lost, been defeated?

“Fake, this must be fake. How could a senior possibly lose to a snot-nosed kid like him!”

They couldn’t believe the fact before their eyes, preferring to believe that they had seen a false scene.

Without mercy, Hao Jian slapped the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe.

Then said, “You seem unsatisfied. Want to try again?”

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood, then roared angrily at Hao Jian, “Hmph! Let me go, punk. If you’ve got the guts, let’s fight again!”

Hearing this, Hao Jian chuckled and lifted his foot off the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe quickly got up.

“Alright! Come on!” Hao Jian said.

Seeing the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe get up again, the tutor of the Yang Family smiled.

Exactly, it was impossible for such a powerful senior to be taken down so easily. He must have held back intentionally just now.

Hao Jian smiled and then tossed a dagger to the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe had no qualms about dignity; since the dagger was thrown to him, he picked it up to use.

The middle-aged man picked up the dagger and swiftly thrust it at Hao Jian.

But halfway through, a look of suspicion suddenly appeared on his face.

Dagger, where’s the dagger in my hand?

Looking again, the dagger was already in Hao Jian’s hand.

Hao Jian glanced at the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe with interest, then flicked his right hand, using the dagger like a dart. With a “whoosh,” the dagger flew and buried deeply into the man’s thigh.

“Ah!”

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

“You…”

The dagger was lodged in his bone, making him almost unable to speak from the pain.

“Get up and fight, continue!” Hao Jian said at this moment.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe gritted his teeth in pain, but he showed his character by suddenly pulling the dagger out from his leg and throwing it harshly to the ground.

“Bring me the gun!” the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe said to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu, already stunned, was in a daze when he heard this, but after a few seconds, he snapped out of it and tossed the gun to the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe caught the pistol in one swift motion. All bullets were intact except for one shot fired by Yang Yu.

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Hao Jian and said, “Kid, don’t get cocky too early. Try dodging my bullets! Hmph! I don’t believe you can dodge them.”

With that, he fired a shot at Hao Jian.

“Whoosh!” The bullet shot out swiftly.

Hao Jian sneered coldly; how foolish. Of all things to play with, they had to choose guns, unaware that even the most skilled Spear God couldn’t scare him.

Hao Jian quickly dodged the shot.

As the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was about to fire the next shot, he suddenly realized the gun in his hand was gone.

A moment later, Hao Jian was somehow in front of him, holding the gun aimed at his head.

Just a pull of the trigger, and the bullet would swiftly enter his skull, splattering brains everywhere, leaving him falling dead on the ground.

At this distance, dodging the bullet was hopeless.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Hao Jian suddenly slapped him across the face, “Smack!”

In any other situation, he would’ve already fought back, hitting hard and teaching Hao Jian a lesson before killing him.

But at this moment, he dared not move an inch, fearful that angering Hao Jian would result in a bullet ending his life.

Now he understood that the kid in front of him wasn’t just some novice but had been playing the fool to catch a tiger, clearly stronger than him yet pretending to be inept.

If he had known earlier, he would have rather sat down and talked to Hao Jian than fight him.

But then Hao Jian smacked him across the face again.

“Smack!”

And then a flurry of slaps followed!

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

The middle-aged man’s face turned bright red from the battering.

“You…”

The middle-aged man tried to speak but ultimately swallowed his words.

“You what!”

Said Hao Jian, slapping him once more, as he never spared compassion for such people.

The middle-aged man glared angrily at Hao Jian but dared not utter a word.

Hao Jian laughed slyly, saying, “Haha, I love it when you want to kill me yet don’t have the guts to act!”

Then he gave him another slap on the face.