The man stood at the staircase entrance, merely five steps away from them, engulfed as if by darkness itself!
His body was wreathed in a gloomy and dark mist, his eyes a brutal and fierce shade of murky green, resembling the God of Death returning from Hell,
but Wang Zhendong and Scarface blinked, and when they looked at the man again, the illusion had vanished; instead, they saw a young man in his twenties, glaring at them with eyes full of anger and bloodlust.
Wang Zhendong and Scarface exchanged a startled look, both seeing the panic in each other's eyes.
If this was an illusion, how could two people see it at the same time?
There could be only one explanation: it was not an illusion.
Wang Zhendong and Scarface both felt something was off about Hao Jian, but ultimately, it was Wang Zhendong who mustered up the courage to confront him:
"Who do you think you are, meddling in our business?"
"Me? Aren't I just the wild man you were talking about?"
Hao Jian said with a mocking smile, and hearing this, Wang Zhendong suddenly had a bad feeling,
Tongtong struggled free from her mother's embrace and flung herself towards Hao Jian, then buried herself in his arms.
"It's brother," Hao Jian said with a frustrated expression, this little devil.
Sister Lan was also stunned; she hadn't expected Hao Jian to actually appear, let alone come to their rescue.
"Uncle Hao Jian, they hit Tongtong just now. Tongtong's face hurts," Tongtong said tearfully, sobbing continuously, looking extremely aggrieved.
Upon hearing this, Hao Jian's face turned steely. He tried to suppress his killing intent, saying gently:
"Little girl, your brother will get revenge for you."
At that moment, Sister Lan also stood up, looked at Hao Jian for a few seconds, and couldn't help but lean on his shoulder and cry.
Because at that moment, she truly felt wronged; there should have been a man to shelter them, but unfortunately, there was none.
Sister Lan had thought that she and her daughter were bound to suffer humiliation today, but she had not expected Hao Jian to suddenly appear.
It was like seeing a glimmer of dawn in the pitch-dark night, filling her with hope and intense concern.
Meanwhile, seeing the woman who was originally his being taken away by Hao Jian made Wang Zhendong's face show a chill again, and he sneered:
"So it's you! What, are you planning to stand up for them?"
"Standing up for them is too grand, just thought I'd teach a lesson to someone like you who bullies orphans and widows."
Hao Jian, holding the two beauties, one big and one small, glared fiercely at Wang Zhendong.
Upon encountering Hao Jian's fierce gaze, Wang Zhendong's expression slightly recoiled.
"Brother, what path are you from, state your name?"
Scarface raised his eyebrows, he didn't immediately challenge Hao Jian because he could tell Hao Jian was no ordinary person.
"Pedestrian's path, the zebra crossing," Hao Jian responded mockingly.
Scarface's expression stiffened, clearly seeing that Hao Jian was mocking him, but still suppressed his anger and said:
"Brother, if you know them, I advise you to persuade them to sign the contract quickly and move out. There's no need to have your family destroyed over this shabby house, right?"
"You guys step aside first, let me handle this matter." Hao Jian patted Sister Lan and Tongtong's shoulders.
The two obediently stepped aside.
"Brother, think carefully, the compensation sum is shockingly large, enough for you to buy two houses , and also."
Scarface didn't want to resort to violence if he could avoid it; this kid was a bit malevolent, and a real fight might not end well.
"Not selling!" Hao Jian flatly refused, his expression indifferent.
"What?" Scarface was stunned.
"I said I won't sell, so you can leave," Hao Jian said bluntly.
"Brother, I am speaking to you nicely as a sign of respect, are you sure you won't show me some respect?"
A flash of malice crossed Scarface's brow. Having mingled in the Jianghu for so many years, he had never been scolded . Instantly, he felt his temper flare.
Although somewhat wary of Hao Jian, that did not mean Hao Jian could boss him around.
"Show you respect? I'm neither your dad nor your mom. Why should I show you any respect?"
Hao Jian laughed in anger. A street gangster asking the God of Death for respect, was this a joke?
Scarface was also furious, his face turning an iron shade of blue. He had never expected this guy to be so arrogant!
Meanwhile, Hao Jian heard noises of smashing from inside Sister Lan's house. He turned his head towards Wang Zhendong and Scarface's backs and immediately saw a group of burly men smashing things inside.
Hao Jian straightened his neck, smiling, "For every item you break, you'll pay ten times its price."
Scarface promptly pulled out the machete at his waist, his eyes fierce, and said:
"I'm giving you one more chance. Sign it or not?"
"Why waste words, just kill him," Wang Zhendong said furiously, then mockingly said to Sister Lan:
"Sister Lan, impressive, finding a young chap for an old cow to graze on. Too bad he has nothing but bravery."
Sister Lan felt both embarrassed and angry after being ridiculed by Wang Zhendong, also filled with worry for Hao Jian.
However, as soon as Wang Zhendong's words were uttered, a slap fiercely landed on his chubby face!
The sound was extremely loud, echoing within the room. Wang Zhendong was sent flying several meters away, crashing into the stairwell, where he fell and broke his head open.
This scene stunned everyone!
They all turned to look, only to find that Hao Jian was the one who had struck the blow!
"I usually settle things with actions rather than words. From the start, you've been running your mouth. Did you really think I wouldn't hit you or what? Do I look that harmless to you?"
Hao Jian was speechless. How could anyone challenge his confidence, acting as if he wouldn't dare to touch him?
Turns out, Wang Zhendong indeed thought so, believing that to lay a hand on him, Hao Jian would have to get past Scarface first.
But who could have expected Hao Jian to strike so quickly, like a flash of lightning? Let alone Scarface, even he couldn't react in time, and before he knew it, he was flying through the air.
"You're courting death!"
Scarface was livid, and he swung his machete towards Hao Jian.
"Hao Jian, be careful!"
Sister Lan cried out in shock, her pretty face filled with terror. She should never have involved Hao Jian in the first place, and now she had dragged him into this mess.
But the corner of Hao Jian's mouth curled into a sneer as he moved swiftly, just as the machete was about to land on his head.
After a loud slap, Scarface comically spun around twice for three hundred sixty-five degrees and then staggered back against the wall, barely able to stand.
This slap had stunned Scarface completely, leaving him dizzy and unable to recover for a long while.
The other gangsters in the house, hearing the commotion, rushed out.
Scarface shook his head violently, finally coming to his senses and becoming even more furious!
Pointing at Hao Jian, Scarface with a ferocious face shouted fiercely: