At that moment, inside the room, seeing the bald man and his men charging in, everyone was ecstatic!
Not only were Scar and the others wearing faces of glee and cruelty, but even Wang Zhendong's face also broke into a thick grin:
"Haha... Kid, you're finished, you're dead for sure! Brother Spice Ginger is here, soon I'll make you wish you were dead!"
"Brother Spice Ginger! Avenge us, kill this bastard!"
"Yes! Kill him! This jerk dared to hit my face just now, he must be crippled!"
These people started shouting aggressively one after another, as if they had already seen Hao Jian's tragic fate!
And at this time, the bald man had already led his men in!
"Get him! Dare to hit my brother, kill him!"
The bald man saw that Hao Jian was still fiercely slapping Scar and the others, and he shouted angrily!
Barely had his words come out when he saw Hao Jian turn around; that somewhat delicate face appeared right before the bald man's eyes!
This face, as if possessing magical powers, made the bald man shake violently right then!
"How... how is it... you?!"
The bald man's eyes went wide, as if he had seen a ghost.
Not just him, even Hao Jian was a bit stunned, almost laughing out loud!
It turned out that this person was none other than Spice Ginger, the gangster whom Hao Jian had severely beaten after a car race!
At this moment, seeing Spice Ginger's reaction, both Wang Zhendong and Scarface were stunned!
Could it be... that Brother Spice Ginger knew him?
Scarface and Wang Zhendong looked at each other in disbelief!
However, at this moment, a cold smirk crossed Hao Jian's lips, and he said playfully:
"So it's Brother Spice Ginger, seems like I didn't beat you hard enough last time, so you didn't learn your lesson, huh?"
Hao Jian's statement stunned everyone!
Brother Spice Ginger was... beaten by this kid?
Scarface and Wang Zhendong's faces were filled with disbelief!
But then, they remembered!
Brother Spice Ginger had come down from Qiuyun Mountain beaten up; it was said that he was beaten by some unknown newcomer, but Spice Ginger never thought about taking revenge, which Scarface had always found incomprehensible.
Could it be that even Brother Spice Ginger didn't dare to touch him? A bad premonition suddenly surged in Scarface's mind.
Brother Spice Ginger's face was a spectacle at this moment, looking at Hao Jian, his little heart almost leapt out!
The scenes at Qiuyun Mountain were still vivid in his mind, which instilled extreme terror in Spice Ginger's heart!
In his heart, he cursed Scarface's ancestors for generations, wondering why he had provoked such a calamity. If he wanted to die, he shouldn't drag him along, right?
Last time at the summit of Qiuyun Mountain, Hao Jian, barehanded, had defeated dozens of them armed with knives, basically a monster.
Thinking that he had once again encountered this calamity, Brother Spice Ginger's legs were shaking!
Then, Brother Spice Ginger turned around gloomily and backhandedly slapped Scarface.
This slap left Scarface stunned; he pitifully looked at his boss: "Boss, why did you hit me?"
It was one thing for Hao Jian to hit him, but for his own boss to hit him without reason, what the hell was that.
"Damn! I don't just want to hit you, I damn well feel like killing you!"
Brother Spice Ginger cursed loudly, and indeed, he meant it. Of all people to annoy, they had to mess with someone even he deeply feared, and if they angered him, they might get a severe beating again soon.
Especially given Hao Jian's ruthlessness, it seemed possible that in a fit of anger, the guy might kill them all!
"Scarface, you damn dared to offend this man... this..." Brother Spice Ginger pointed at Hao Jian, trying to say his name but suddenly realized he didn't actually know Hao Jian's name.
"Hao Jian." Tongtong promptly added in.
"Yes, you dare to offend Brother Jian? I think you're tired of living," Brother Spice Ginger said, growing angrier as he spoke, and slapped him again.
By now, Scarface had completely petrified, not even reacting to Brother Spice Ginger's slaps. In that moment, he finally realized that Hao Jian must be the legendary Over River Dragon.
From Brother Spice Ginger's attitude toward him, it was clear this was someone he absolutely couldn't afford to offend. Had he just arrogantly declared that Hao Jian was done for? Scarface now truly wanted to slap himself several times.
"Scar, apologize to Brother Jian!"
Brother Spice Ginger slapped the back of Scarface's neck, causing him to bend over. Then, with a sycophantic expression, he said to Hao Jian:
"Brother Jian, this little brother of mine didn't know any better and has offended you. I hope you can forgive us."
Brother Spice Ginger's underlings were all dumbfounded—was Brother Spice Ginger really backing down?
Who exactly is this man who could make the tough guy of East City District act like a whipped dog?
Let alone them, even Brother Spice Ginger didn't know who Hao Jian was, but having been in the underworld for so many years, he had developed a keen instinct— he could tell at a glance that Hao Jian was no ordinary man.
Sister Lan was also stunned, silently speculating about Hao Jian's identity, wondering who he was that even a mafia boss feared him so much.
"Brother Jian, I'm sorry, I won't dare do it again. Please have mercy and spare me this time," Scarface bowed deeply, no longer daring to be flippant as before.
"Don't bother them mother and daughter again, the house is not for sale, got it?" Hao Jian said with a stern face.
"This…" Brother Spice Ginger hesitated, as it was indeed a lucrative deal, but meeting Hao Jian's chilly gaze, he couldn't help but grit his teeth:
"I promise you, they won't be troubled by me again."
Having no money is better than having no life.
"Also, you must pay for the things that were damaged. $130,000, hand it over now."
Hao Jian's attitude was far from polite, almost as though he completely disregarded Brother Spice Ginger.
But Brother Spice Ginger didn't dare show the slightest displeasure and kept nodding his head, reverently writing a cheque and handing it over.
After taking the cheque, Hao Jian immediately handed it to Sister Lan.
Sister Lan jumped back in shock, stepped backwards, and refused to take the cheque, shaking her head vigorously:
"No, this is your money, I can't take it!"
Actually, she hadn't even hoped to get the money back; she just wanted the bad guys to stop troubling her.
Moreover, the amount was far too large for her, as, after all, the money was reclaimed by Hao Jian and rightfully belonged to him.
But Hao Jian insisted, stuffing the cheque into her hands:
"Consider it as my rent then."
Sister Lan gave a wry smile, thinking to herself, maybe it's best to just keep it safe for Hao Jian.
"You guys go inside first, I'll handle everything else," Hao Jian said to Sister Lan, who nodded and led Tongtong inside the house.
At that moment, Hao Jian turned to Wang Zhendong, his expression cold, "It's time we sorted out our matters."
Wang Zhendong couldn't utter a word, looking stunned and foolish like a quail, watching Hao Jian.
Really, from the moment Brother Spice Ginger had been nodding and bowing like a dog in front of Hao Jian, he had been flabbergasted, and still hadn't recovered.
Who could have predicted the turn of events? The reputed leader of East City District, Brother Spice Ginger, was actually kowtowing to someone younger than him—he desperately wanted to know who Hao Jian really was.
Wang Zhendong knew he was done for, but before his demise, he wanted some clarity.
He raised his head, his gaze blank as he looked at Hao Jian: "Can you tell me, who exactly are you?"
"Someone you will never be able to afford to offend."
Hao Jian said coldly, not as a boast, but stating a fact.
Wang Zhendong could only give a bitter smile; he understood that he didn't even have the right to know Hao Jian's true identity.
A sound of bone breaking followed.
Accompanying that was a tremendously agonizing scream. Wang Zhendong rolled back and forth on the ground, his face twisted in pain.
Hao Jian glanced at him indifferently, then shifted his gaze: "Take this trash away."