Chapter 2020: Chapter 2221: Terrifying Strength!!!

Hao Jian never expected the tank top guy to be this despicable, not only hurting the girl but also forcing her into such a situation where she didn’t dare to say a word. Just imagine, with this event in his hands, he would surely threaten the girl again in the future.

It could be for money or coercing her into another intimate encounter; these are the things he would do driven by his beastly desires. Things he would absolutely do.

Hao Jian didn’t even want to think about this anymore. He didn’t care about tank top guy’s past crimes, but today, the guy had crossed the line, trying to do something like this to the woman by his side, even taking out a camera to blackmail Li Weiwei and himself. At this point, he couldn’t hold back, seething inside.

You must understand, it usually doesn’t end well for people who try to threaten him.

However, before he could say a word, the group advanced towards him eagerly, with menacing looks, clearly intending to viciously beat him up. Meanwhile, the tank top guy was giving a sleazy smile, ready to act on Li Weiwei.

Li Weiwei was pinned to the ground, struggling desperately, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face, persistently calling Hao Jian’s name. At this moment, Hao Jian was her savior, the only one who could rescue her. If even Hao Jian cannot save her, then today she’s...

The group had closed in on Hao Jian. Hao Jian chuckled and asked, "Do you really want to do this?"

The group sneered in response, one of them saying, "Hehe... There’s a path to Heaven but you don’t take it, no door to Hell but you insist on coming. You’re just looking for death, so we’re happy to oblige."

With that, the group swung their fists at Hao Jian. Seeing this, Hao Jian’s lips curled up slightly. He initially wanted to talk it out and avoid fighting, but it seemed these people weren’t for peace but were aggressive bullies looking to humiliate him with their numbers advantage.

He smiled, silently extending his hand, and kicked out. Then, just as seven or eight people closed in to hit him, two were already sent flying before their fists and feet could reach him properly.

Everyone was instantly stunned, and while they were in shock, another three or four were lying on the ground.

Seven or eight people against one person, thinking their fighting skills were not even comparable yet, within less than ten seconds, all seven or eight were laid out on the ground by one man, unable to stand. Each clutched a part of their bodies in pain, faces twisted in agony. Every punch from Hao Jian landed on someone’s chin, shattering teeth, so despite the immense pain, none could manage a scream.

They all looked at Hao Jian with bewildered expressions, having initially thought he was easy prey. Now, viewing him as if he were the God of Death, they were utterly terrified. It was frightening as hell; a single person knocking down seven or eight in such a short span.

This was goddamn terrifying. Everyone was so scared, filled with dread and surprise, unable to utter a single word. They stood there in shock, staring at Hao Jian.

The lackey, still holding the camera, hadn’t noticed a thing, engrossed in taking pictures. For him, not being directly in the action like his boss, the tank top guy, was frustrating, but watching the "live show" was thrilling enough, so he looked particularly focused.

Meanwhile, the tank top guy had pinned Li Weiwei down, ready for the next step, a sleazy grin on his face. Li Weiwei was terrified to the extreme, tear stains evident on her face, flowing from fear.

With so many against one Hao Jian, although she held hope in him, seeing him as her lifeline, she couldn’t believe he could beat so many, leaving her nearly hopeless, fearing she might face an irreversible fate, something she’d regret for life.

She started to regret going out drinking alone, feeling she shouldn’t have gone to such a place regardless of her mood. She refused Hao Jian’s offer to take her home afterward, and when the tank top guy’s group approached, she even denied knowing Hao Jian and sent him away.

If she hadn’t sent him away, with so many around, even if the tank top guy wanted to do something, he’d be hesitant with such a crowd; they wouldn’t dare to force anything. And if Hao Jian was there, they wouldn’t dare do anything either, knowing he could call the police at any time.

But at that time, she claimed not to know Hao Jian, sent him away, and walked towards the tank top guy’s group. Now, she was filled with regret, hating herself. If she hadn’t done that, none of these things would be happening, and perhaps she wouldn’t face a lifetime of regret.

But now, it seemed even the chance to regret was gone. She wanted to cry, to let out her fear and regret in a loud sob.

However, the man in the vest looked at her in that state and smiled happily, saying, "Don’t be afraid, I’m very gentle."

"Get lost! You beast!" At the critical moment, she couldn’t hold back anymore and cursed out loud.

The man in the vest laughed heartily. In his view, at this moment, Hao Jian was definitely beaten by his men and lying on the ground begging for mercy. The video was still being recorded, and looking at Li Weiwei’s gorgeous appearance, he laughed joyfully.

"Come on, baby!" The man in the vest laughed and was ready to make a move, preparing to tear off Li Weiwei’s clothes.

Just then, as he was about to act, he suddenly felt a huge pulling force, grabbing his hand and stopping him. He looked back and saw that his hand was caught by Hao Jian, instantly showing a shocked expression.

Yet, before he could be surprised for long, Hao Jian smiled at him, grabbed his hand, lifted him—a robust man over a hundred pounds—effortlessly, and flung him behind. He was thrown to the ground, landing face-first, his teeth breaking and blood flowing from his mouth.

The little brother responsible for filming was shocked and looked at the man in the vest with a bewildered expression, utterly baffled.

Li Weiwei had already started crying, but upon suddenly seeing Hao Jian throw the man in the vest away, her sobbing stopped abruptly, and she looked at Hao Jian in astonishment.

Hao Jian looked down and saw that Li Weiwei had indeed cried, with tear streaks on her face, and her hands were red from being grabbed. Although he wanted to teach Li Weiwei a lesson to grow wiser, seeing how ruthless the man in the vest had been, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

He didn’t say much, directly taking off his coat and throwing it to Li Weiwei, saying, "Put this on first!"

During the struggle earlier, although her clothes weren’t torn by the man in the vest, some parts were exposed, so Hao Jian gave her the coat to cover herself. She took the coat and put it on.

Then, Hao Jian turned his gaze towards the man in the vest. The man was still looking shocked, having seen his fallen comrades. However, Hao Jian was alone, while he had seven or eight men. Seven or eight against one should have been easy, yet incredibly, the ones lying beaten on the ground weren’t Hao Jian but his seven or eight brothers.

He couldn’t understand how this happened—how could one person take down seven or eight? What the hell kind of terrifying strength is this? That kind of skill is something he had only seen in movies, never encountered in real life.

At the same time, although he couldn’t believe it, he recalled how effortlessly Hao Jian had lifted him and thrown him aside.

He was a robust guy weighing around a hundred and sixty or seventy pounds, yet Hao Jian, who looked even lighter, had effortlessly picked him up and tossed him away. That kind of formidable strength was simply shocking.

Thinking about this, he found Hao Jian terrifying.

But before he could think further, Hao Jian walked over to him.

"Hand it over!" Hao Jian said to the little brother standing by with the camera.

The little brother hesitated for a moment, but upon seeing the murderous look in Hao Jian’s eyes, handed over the camera without any hesitation.

The man in the vest saw the camera being handed to Hao Jian and immediately wanted to hit the little brother with the camera, but recalling Hao Jian’s terrifying strength, he held back.