Chapter 281 Breakup!

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"Why won't you speak? Do you think silence can solve the problem?" Seeing Hao Jian remaining silent, Shu Ya grew even angrier. How could silence solve anything?Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire Men always think that by staying silent, everything will be okay, not realizing it only makes women angrier because it makes women feel they are angry with themselves. Moreover, a man's silence makes women unsure of his attitude, whether he admits he is wrong or remains defiant; this leads to wild thoughts. So when she saw Hao Jian not speaking, Shu Ya felt extremely annoyed. But it wasn't that Hao Jian didn't want to speak, but at that moment, he didn't know what to say. In the past, he was articulate, but now he was speechless. What could he say? That yes, he was a Murderer? That he alone had killed more than ten thousand people, and thus was called the God of Death? Seeing Hao Jian still silent, Shu Ya became somewhat hysterical, "It's hard to imagine I ever fell for a freak like you. At first, I thought you were decent, but now it seems, I was blind. You hypocrite, after killing so many people, does your conscience allow you to rest? Don't you feel any shame or unease?" At those words, Hao Jian too grew angry. What did she mean calling him a hypocrite? Did he want to kill? If he really enjoyed killing, he wouldn't have stepped down. Who would want to fight and kill all the time if not absolutely necessary? What Shu Ya said was, in a way, an insult to Hao Jian. "Shu Ya, don't go too far," Hao Jian said sternly. "Too far? What, are you going to kill me? Go ahead. After all, for a murderer like you, killing one or killing two makes no difference, right?" Shu Ya scoffed coldly. Hao Jian instantly fell silent. If Shu Ya's earlier words were an insult to his character, now they were utterly trampling on him. "You actually say I would kill you? So in your eyes, that's how despicable I am." Hao Jian laughed mockingly. Indeed, if Shu Ya knew the truth, she too would fear him, despise him. He had been so naive before, thinking Shu Ya was different, thinking she could accept him as he was. But it turns out he had been too naive all along. "I..." Shu Ya realized she had misspoken, but with her prideful temperament, how could she apologize at that moment? She just snorted coldly, turned her back, and said nothing. "That's right, you are correct. I am a murderer. Not only do I kill, but I also kidnap, rob, steal; I have committed every evil act! What's more, let me tell you, I have even killed children!" Hao Jian burst out, furiously yelling. "You... you psychopath, you monster! You won't end well!" Shu Ya cried out, shocked by his words. The guy had even killed children—that act was cold-blooded beyond measure, making Shu Ya profoundly disappointed in him. Hao Jian wasn't joking; he had indeed killed children. It was shortly after he began to battle abroad. On a mission in a foreign land with his comrades, they encountered a young boy selling sugar cakes, around eleven or twelve years old. A comrade of Hao Jian bought one of the cakes. Hao Jian, who didn't like sweets and was on a mission at the time, declined to have any. Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Then, Hao Jian watched as his comrade was obliterated after eating the sugar cake that contained a mini-bomb, leaving his body unrecognizable. Hao Jian could never forget the feeling of his comrade's shattered flesh splattering on him, nor the profoundly cold, indifferent gaze of the child looking at him. From that moment, Hao Jian understood that there is no distinction of the weak or sick on the battlefield, only enemies and allies. "Yes, I won't end well; I've known that for a long time. And let me also tell you, I've massacred thousands of prisoners, decapitating them all. That's how blood-soaked my hands are as a murderer!" Hao Jian had reached his limit; at this point, he needed to vent, to express his frustration and disappointment. He knew that after today, he and Shu Ya would be strangers. Rather than enduring future pain, he preferred to clarify everything now. This was an explanation for himself and for Shu Ya. "You... get out!" Shu Ya, eyes reddened, shouted dramatically. She was thoroughly disillusioned with Hao Jian; she had not expected him to be such a person. Just as Hao Jian was about to retort, he suddenly sensed someone else in the room and couldn't help looking towards the doorway, only to see Tongtong and Ruo Lan standing there, shocked. Clearly, they had come upstairs to intercede upon hearing Hao Jian and Shu Ya arguing, but they had not expected to overhear such explosive revelations. Confronted with Hao Jian's gaze, Ruo Lan timidly lowered her head; hearing how many people Hao Jian had killed, she too couldn't accept it right away, naturally feeling fearful. Realizing this, a self-mocking smile crossed Hao Jian's lips, as he figured he probably couldn't stay here anymore. Without hesitation, Hao Jian swiftly moved to the balcony and leaped off. "My God!" Shu Ya and Ruo Lan were terrified, thinking Hao Jian had jumped out of despair to commit suicide. And at the moment Hao Jian jumped, Shu Ya suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, her body cramping viciously, making even breathing difficult. Ruo Lan also had that feeling, feeling as if her heart had skipped a half beat. About three to four seconds later, the two women finally snapped out of their shock and hurriedly rushed to the balcony to look down. The closer they got to the balcony, the more uneasy they felt—what was merely a few meters seemed to take centuries to cross. As a result, they saw Hao Jian land safely on the ground and then leave the building without looking back, moving so fast that he almost instantly disappeared. At the same time, both women breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Hao Jian was unharmed, they could be at ease. But then, both women showed expressions as if they had seen a ghost. Because they suddenly remembered, this was the fifth floor. How could Hao Jian jump from such a height and be completely unharmed? What kind of monster was he? Shu Ya's mood plummeted to its lowest point. After all, she still hadn't figured out Hao Jian's identity. Moreover, after this incident, she didn't know whether Hao Jian would come back. She thought she could let go easily, but she only realized how difficult it was when it actually happened. "Was he telling the truth?" Ruo Lan asked Shu Ya, eager to clear up whether Hao Jian's recent words were spoken in anger or were indeed fact. "It was true," Shu Ya said with a mournful face, wishing it weren't. Ruo Lan immediately gasped. Had Hao Jian really killed so many people? What kind of person was he? "Do you hate him?" Ruo Lan asked. "What do you mean? Who doesn't hate a murderer? Don't you hate him?" Shu Ya found Ruo Lan's question inexplicable. "A former murderer, now he's changed, hasn't he? 'To err is human; to forgive, divine.' Why can't we give him a chance?" Ruo Lan sighed. "But he killed someone again just a few days ago, where has he changed?" Shu Ya huffed, believing Hao Jian was incorrigible. "But have you asked them why they kill? Maybe he has his reasons?" Ruo Lan asked again. At this, Shu Ya fell silent. She indeed hadn't asked Hao Jian why he killed. From the beginning, she had preemptively judged and labeled him as a detestable murderer, never giving Hao Jian a chance to explain himself. "You see, you never really asked him, right? I don't think you know this, but when I first met him, he was shivering next to a trash bin, nearly frozen to death. With his abilities, he could have easily stolen or robbed, but he didn't. Instead, he chose to endure everything alone. From this alone, couldn't you tell what kind of person he is?" Ruo Lan smiled slightly. Shu Ya's expression flickered, and her stance seemed to waver. "Mommy, will Daddy come back?" the little girl Tongtong tugged at Ruo Lan's clothes, asking worriedly. She was afraid that Hao Jian would never come back, and then she would be a child without a father again. Ruo Lan couldn't answer, only managing a bitter smile, because even she didn't know if Hao Jian would return. The atmosphere in the room became somber. ... Tonight, Gao Jiping tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Martial Evil Hall was closing in step by step, she was gradually wearing out from resisting, her territory was being gradually encroached upon, and defeat was only a matter of time. Therefore, she couldn't sleep and didn't want to. At this moment, Gao Jiping was considering whether to offer herself to Hao Jian, as that was the only way to possibly sway him. Every man has desires, she figured maybe Hao Jian would take interest, especially since she was still confident in her appearance. After all, once she was defeated, she would be captured by Liu Bohong and turned into a plaything. It seemed better to be with Hao Jian, at least she did not dislike him. The night wind blew the curtains, making a whooshing sound. The season had already entered winter, and the wind was cold. Yet Gao Jiping didn't care about the cold. Her heart was colder than her body; she was even too lazy to get up and close the window, allowing the cold wind to brush against her cheeks. But suddenly, the wind stopped, and Gao Jiping felt the atmosphere turn strange. It seemed like there was someone else in the room. Having been in the underworld for so many years, Gao Jiping had developed sharp instincts. With her back to the window, she cautiously reached under her pillow for her gun. For underworld leaders like Black Boss, sleeping without a gun hardly felt safe. Gao Jiping suddenly rolled out of bed and pointed the gun at the window, only to see a man standing there. His bright eyes were also evaluating her. "Who?" Gao Jiping instinctively shouted.

Chapter 281 Breakup!

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