Chapter 500 - 500: The Fault of the Father for Not Teaching the Son

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Chapter 500 of "Supremely Talented Tyrant" kicks off with action-packed scenes: Weiqing Hong frantically tried to call Wei Guoming, but couldn't get through no matter how... Discover more!

Weiqing Hong frantically tried to call Wei Guoming, but couldn't get through no matter how hard he tried. Weiqing Hong, with a gloomy expression, turned to Hao Jian, "I can't reach him on his phone." "If you can't get through, keep calling. Do I need to teach you such trivial matters?" Hao Jian rolled his eyes and pinched the noblewoman hard, "Let me tell you, if you can't contact Wei Guoming, then you all are going to die!" "No, no, no, I'm calling now, don't hurt my wife," Weiqing Hong said anxiously, hastily redialing Wei Guoming's number. Weiqing Hong kept calling for over half an hour before he finally got through to Wei Guoming. "Dad, is there something urgent?" Wei Guoming asked in confusion. "You unfilial son, did you kidnap a girl?" Weiqing Hong scolded furiously. Wei Guoming was taken aback on the other end, "Dad, how did you know?" "They've come knocking on our door, what do you think?" Weiqing Hong roared, nearly going mad with anger; Wei Guoming had indeed committed such an outrage. "Came to our house? Was it Hao Jian?" Wei Guoming's expression stiffened immediately. Hao Jian had actually gone to his house? "Yes, it's him. He already said you must release his friend immediately, or else he will kill me and your mom. Wei Guoming! Don't make another mistake!" Weiqing Hong shouted loudly. "Dad, I can't release her right now," Wei Guoming said anxiously, his gaze drifting towards Vivian not far away. Right now, he wasn't the one calling the shots here, and with the situation progressed this far, how could the other party let him do as he pleased? seaʀᴄh thё NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Releasing Qin Bing now? That would bury him alive by He Changhuan. Wei Guoming hadn't expected Hao Jian to stoop so low as to kidnap his parents as well. "Rascal, do you want to see your mother die?" Weiqing Hong's eyes reddened with urgency; Wei Guoming still had his head in the clouds even now, potentially dooming them all. Wei Guoming's expression also turned extremely grim as he shouted into the phone, "Hao Jian, if you dare hurt my mom, I will torture your woman to death!" "Haha, still daring to threaten me? Should I admire your courage?" Hao Jian sneered, then suddenly grabbed Wei Guoming's mother's hand and squeezed hard. With a crack, he crushed it. "Ah!" The noblewoman cried out in pain, sweat pouring down like a waterfall as she endured immense suffering. "Don't!" Weiqing Hong screamed in dismay, turning completely pale as his legs trembled. He knew Hao Jian would keep his word and certainly kill them. "Hao Jian, you..." On the other end, Wei Guoming couldn't believe it. Wasn't Qin Bing his woman? Why did this guy not care at all? Hao Jian took Weiqing Hong's phone, his voice sinister, "Wei Guoming, do you know what the biggest difference is between us? It's that you are brainless, and I'm not. I dare to kill your parents; do you dare to kill Qin Bing?" Dare? Naturally, it's not that he didn't dare; Wei Guoming knew if he killed Qin Bing, Hao Jian probably wouldn't fall for it, and their plans would be ruined. Hearing Wei Guoming's silence, Hao Jian's laugh grew more mocking, "You see, you don't dare. So on what grounds do you threaten me? Let me tell you, if even one hair on Qin Bing's head is harmed, your parents will have to be buried with her! How would someone parasitic like you, without your parents, struggle to survive in this harsh world?" "...." Wei Guoming gritted his teeth with hatred but had no reply. With his limited capabilities, if his parents died, he probably wouldn't even inherit the property, and would be annihilated by those shareholders. "What do you want?" Wei Guoming asked Hao Jian, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he was being led by the nose by Hao Jian. He had thought that by kidnapping Qin Bing, he could blackmail Hao Jian, flaunting power before him; but who would have thought it would end this way, as if Hao Jian didn't take him seriously at all. "I won't ask you to release Qin Bing because I believe trash like you isn't capable of such a deed. So just honestly tell me your location, and then go off to wait for your death!" Hao Jian mocked coldly. Hearing this, Wei Guoming really wanted to argue a few words, but he didn't have the standing, being thoroughly dominated by Hao Jian. "Xicheng District, Muxiang Gardens, number 83. I expect you to arrive within half an hour, or else I...beep beep...hello? Hello? Damn it!" Wei Guoming hadn't finished speaking before Hao Jian hung up, infuriating him so much he nearly smashed his phone. At that moment, Hao Jian turned to look at Weiqing Hong and his wife. The couple looked as if they were mourning their dead, their faces deathly pale as they stared at Hao Jian. "Don't worry, I won't kill you because what I'm about to do will make you suffer even more than death! I... am going to kill Wei Guoming!" Hao Jian laughed coldly. "No, please spare him. Please, I beg you, spare my son," the noblewoman knelt, kowtowing and crying her eyes out. "If you knew this would happen, you should have disciplined Wei Guoming properly from the start," Hao Jian left without agreeing, leaving them a ruthless silhouette. As Hao Jian had just left Wei Guoming's home, he encountered Gao Jiping who had just arrived. "I found Brother Black Cat!" Gao Jiping told Hao Jian. At this moment, she also breathed a sigh of relief, because finding Brother Black Cat finally seemed to cool Hao Jian's anger. However, Hao Jian merely glanced at her, his patience thinning, "I had already found him." After that, Hao Jian ignored Gao Jiping and walked away. Gao Jiping stood there, stunned before angrily stamping her feet. Wouldn't saying 'thank you' kill this guy? If he was going to search on his own, why did he even ask her to look? Actually, this was mainly because Hao Jian wanted to be cautious—he wanted some good news from Gao Jiping if Wei Guoming couldn't be found here. And since Wei Guoming had been located, Brother Black Cat must be with him; Hao Jian planned to catch them all in one go. Hao Jian got into the car, ready to leave, but before he could start it, Gao Jiping squeezed in too. Hao Jian glared at her irritably, "What are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to snipe the traitor. Brother Black Cat betrayed me; I naturally want to kill him," Gao Jiping answered matter-of-factly. "Then you should take your people and go on your own; why do you need to accompany me?" Hao Jian asked discontentedly. "That's because you're stronger; I'm safer with you." Gao Jiping shamelessly admitted, but what she said was true. Since He Changhuan had decided to take action against Hao Jian, he would surely have left a backup plan, and her few men probably wouldn't be enough. So it was safer to stay with Hao Jian. Hao Jian was defeated by Gao Jiping's shamelessness, but given the urgency of the situation, he didn't bother to argue with her and just started the car. .... At that time, the Kong Family. After leaving Brother Black Cat, He Changhuan headed straight for Kong Xiaozhen's residence. It had been a while since they had seen each other, but He Changhuan hadn't expected the meeting to be this awkward. At that moment, He Changhuan was almost scared by the sight of Kong Xiaozhen; disheveled, wearing a sweat-stained T-shirt, his eyes lifeless, his eye sockets sunken, his complexion sallow, and his body emitted a foul stench. He Changhuan couldn't figure out why Kong Xiaozhen had turned into this. Wasn't this guy always a clean freak? How could he let himself go like this? Since the last defeat to Hao Jian, Kong Xiaozhen had completely collapsed, indulging in self-destruction and self-degradation, thus ending up in the state he was in now. The once handsome and elegant gentleman had now turned into a filthy tramp. "You..." He Changhuan was about to speak. "Ha...ptui!" But before he could say a word, Kong Xiaozhen spat out a mouthful of phlegm, landing it on He Changhuan's feet. He Changhuan's entire face turned green; was this guy doing it on purpose? "I want to deal with Hao Jian; Liang Jiankun and I have already taken action; we're just missing you," He Changhuan said, holding back his anger. If Kong Xiaozhen also took action, Hao Jian would be surrounded from all sides. Kong Xiaozhen yawned, getting up and saying, "I'm going to sleep now." At that, He Changhuan frowned and shouted angrily, "Are you scared of him?" Kong Xiaozhen turned around, smiling, "I just don't want to die, that's all!" A hint of mockery surfaced between He Changhuan's brows: "It seems he really scared you." "Say whatever you want." Kong Xiaozhen just smiled, not getting angry. He had indeed changed. If it were before, such a proud man being ridiculed would have exploded in fury. One could say he had changed, and he had matured. "Coward!" Seeing Kong Xiaozhen walk away, He Changhuan huffed angrily, standing up and heading outside. At that time, Hao Jian had already arrived at the location Wei Guoming had mentioned. It was a small villa, located on a hilltop in the suburbs, isolated with no one else around, appearing very desolate. The owner must have had some strange thoughts to build a residence in such a place. Before even entering, Hao Jian felt a palpable killing intent in the air; he glanced left, then right, furrowing his brow. "What's wrong?" Gao Jiping asked, puzzled. "There's a sniper on the hillside thirty meters to the left, and another on a tree sixty meters to the right," Hao Jian said calmly. Gao Jiping gasped sharply, "How did you know? Does this guy have X-Ray Vision?" "Killing Intent," Hao Jian replied. "Killing intent? Is that really a thing?" Gao Jiping was suddenly shocked; she had thought the so-called killing intent was just a fabrication in martial arts novels. "Of course, it's just that ordinary people can't perceive it," Hao Jian explained. For someone like him, who regularly encountered life-and-death situations, his sense of such feelings was extremely sharp. Killing intent, in essence, is just a sixth sense for danger, similar to the perception of wild animals that can also be developed through training.

Chapter 500 - 500: The Fault of the Father for Not Teaching the Son

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