Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 526: Who is the Real Trash

Ye Mei's face instantly turned red with humiliation; she stood frozen in place, her dignity severely trampled.

Watching this scene unfold, Hao Jian also furrowed his brow in anger. This was too insulting. If one weren't driven to desperation, who would choose to live in a garbage dump?

To say that Ye Mei smelled worse than a garbage dump was utterly ridiculous. Even if she didn't bathe for an entire year, she wouldn't smell worse than a garbage dump.

Such an insult was heart-rending, more painful than a physical beating!

"Tear down her shack!" the middle-aged man bellowed with rage.

Ye Mei's so-called home was nothing more than a few broken wooden boards and old tarpaulins; yet, these meager possessions were all she had, all she cherished!

His underlings picked up iron rods and approached menacingly, transforming from working-class citizens into thugs as they smashed the wooden shacks.

"Don't smash it! Please, I beg you, don't smash it!" Ye Mei discarded all her self-respect to plead and to intervene, only to be pushed to the ground by them.

But she refused to give up hope, rushing once again towards the middle-aged man, hugging his legs and begging pitifully, "Big brother, please don't do this. My mother-in-law is still inside; you're going to hurt her!"

"Get lost!"

The middle-aged man roared furiously, kicking Ye Mei away. He was also infuriated—how dare this disgusting, filthy thing touch his leg?

He glared coldly at Ye Mei: "So what if she's inside? Your garbage mother-in-law must be garbage too. Since she's garbage, she should be buried in the garbage heap!"

"This is too much!" Chen Zhiyan shouted angrily, ready to intervene with a menacing demeanor, but she was stopped by Hao Jian.

"I got this!" Hao Jian said, his expression turning fierce, and then he walked toward Ye Mei.

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"Beat this wretch! She dares to touch me with her filthy hands!" The middle-aged man shouted furiously.

However, just as his words fell, a cold hand reached out from behind him, swiftly grabbing his throat.

Before he could even turn around, a chilling voice came from behind: "If your men touch her, I'll break your throat!"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, including Ye Mei, who had no idea who the man in front of them was or why he was saving her.

"Who... who are you?" The middle-aged man was petrified.

"I am a man who can twist your head off at any moment," Hao Jian slowly turned his face to look at the middle-aged man.

Seeing the grim expression on Hao Jian's face, the middle-aged man instinctively swallowed, saying, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing much, just letting you know what real garbage is," said Hao Jian with an indifferent smile, then suddenly slapped the man's wrist joint.

Crack!

Ow!

The middle-aged man screamed in agony, his arm going limp, obviously dislocated.

"Boss!"

The underlings of the middle-aged man all rushed forward.

"Anyone who takes a step further, I'll break his neck!" Hao Jian's fierce gaze swept through the crowd, scaring them back. They had already witnessed Hao Jian's ruthlessness; he'd broken someone's hand without hesitation—this guy was no soft touch!

"So, do you now know who the real garbage is?" Hao Jian asked the middle-aged man menacingly.

"I am garbage! I am garbage!" the middle-aged man hurriedly admitted, nearly crying in fear, as the man before him was formidable and terrifying.

"Hmm, garbage, do you find it fun to bully a widow?" Hao Jian fiercely squeezed the man's neck.

"Cough cough... No, nothing like that," the middle-aged man's face turned a shade of purple, feeling somewhat suffocated.

Ye Mei was stunned; how did this young man know she was a widow?

"Nothing? Then why act as you did?" Hao Jian pressed with a question.

"Big brother, this dump is mine; she set up a shack here without my permission, so of course I have to take care of it," the middle-aged man said, his legs trembling with fear. Who in the world was this guy, and why was he sticking his nose into this business?

"Is her shack within your dump?" Hao Jian's eyes narrowed, hiding a threat. Ye Mei's shack was a good ten steps away from this guy's dump, clearly not within the bounds of his property.

The middle-aged man fell silent.

"Bang!"

Hao Jian threw a punch straight to the back of the man's head, causing him to feel dizzy, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"No, no more, please don't hit me," the middle-aged man really started crying now, all his earlier arrogance vanished.

"Has she caused you any trouble?"

"No... not at all."

"She is a mother and son alone; isn't that pitiful?"

"Pitiful."

"Good." Hao Jian then released him.

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"Hmm?" The middle-aged man was also stunned; it was over just like that.

But then, he saw Hao Jian leap into the air and deliver a flying kick that swept directly across his face, sending him flying out.

The middle-aged man was thrown towards the right and plunged headfirst into a pile of trash.

"One thing you said is right, trash should be buried in the trash pile!" Hao Jian snorted coldly, his sword-like eyebrows slanted upward, radiating a formidable aura.

"Kill him for me!" The middle-aged man shouted while looking up, already driven to madness. No longer feeling threatened by Hao Jian, he let loose completely. Now, he wanted to cripple this ignorant fool—daring to break one of his arms, he wouldn't hesitate to confine Hao Jian to a wheelchair for the rest of his life!

"Bang!"

A thunderous boom resounded, and billowing dust swirled into the air.

With a single stomp, Hao Jian created a gust of dust, and the ground caved into a massive, gaping pit, which was incredibly sinister!

"Ah?"

All the underlings were dumbfounded, too terrified to move.

"Do you all want to end up in the hospital?" Hao Jian laughed in fury, scanning the crowd.

At that moment, no one dared to make a sound; they were all petrified by Hao Jian's show of strength. A kick like that, if landed on them, would either kill or cripple them!

The middle-aged man was also filled with terror. Hesitating for about three seconds, he suddenly toppled backward and then covered his head with a broken bucket, thinking it was better to play dead at this moment.

But Hao Jian was in no mood to let him off the hook. He bellowed, "Get over here!"

The middle-aged man quivered, knowing the command was meant for him. He hurried over, a flattering smile on his face, "Brother, I was wrong."

"Kneel!" Hao Jian commanded, expressionless.

"Thump!"

Without a word, he knelt down. There was no chance of disobeying Hao Jian unless he wanted to lose his other hand as well.

"Not to me, to her!" Hao Jian pointed at Ye Mei, who stood nearby, dumb as a wooden chicken.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The middle-aged man quickly turned his head and began kowtowing to Ye Mei incessantly, "I'm sorry, big sister, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have looked down on you, calling you trash. I'm the real trash, the true trash! Please forgive me this time, big sister; I'll never dare do it again."

"Ah? Oh." Ye Mei nodded her head dazedly, finding everything unreal.

"Big brother, the big sister has forgiven me," the middle-aged man looked at Hao Jian with a pitiful expression.

"Get lost!"

Hao Jian commanded coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go right away!" The middle-aged man, as if receiving a royal pardon, hurriedly got up and ran off.

"Young man, thank you, I really thank you." Ye Mei held Hao Jian's hand excitedly. If it weren't for Hao Jian stepping in to drive these people away, her home might have been destroyed.

Hearing this, Hao Jian felt guilty. Qiu Shaohong had sacrificed his life for the Shu Ya Group, and as a result, he died because of the group and, in the end, couldn't even get the compensation.

In a sense, it was his own group that had caused Ye Mei's family such distress, and now she was thanking him profusely, which he felt he didn't deserve.

"Young man, why did you save us? Do we know each other?" Ye Mei looked at Hao Jian with confusion. Why would Hao Jian save them for no reason?

"I'm from the Shu Ya Group." Hao Jian declared his identity.

Immediately, Ye Mei's expression froze. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Hao Jian.

Hao Jian didn't dodge, letting the stone hit his head. He knew that Ye Mei needed to vent, and he should let her.

It was only natural for Ye Mei to hate the Shu Ya Group. Even if he were in her situation, he probably would hate the Shu Ya Group too.

"Sister Ye." Chen Zhiyan hurriedly stepped forward, trying to prevent Ye Mei from doing anything more irrational.

"Chen, tell him to get lost! I won't sign that contract even if it kills me!" Ye Mei shouted coldly, assuming Hao Jian was Guo Bixi's lackey.

"Sister Ye, you've misunderstood. Hao Jian isn't here to make you sign the contract, and he isn't one of Guo Bixi's people," Chen Zhiyan explained quickly.

"It doesn't matter. There's not a single good person in the Shu Ya Group!" Ye Mei persisted, clearly harboring a deep grudge against the Shu Ya Group.

"Sister Ye, if you say that, then am I not a good person either?" Chen Zhiyan said with a wry smile.

"Of course, you're different, aside from you," Ye Mei added quickly; during this time, Chen Zhiyan had always been helping their family, naturally setting her apart from the rest.

"Alright, don't be so quick to get angry," Chen Zhiyan consoled, and then she told Ye Mei the real identity of Hao Jian and the reason for his visit.

Upon hearing this, Ye Mei was shocked, "Are you saying that he is your chairman's husband?"

Chen Zhiyan nodded.

"Chen, you must be joking, right?" It was hard for Ye Mei to believe that the chairman of the Shu Ya Group's husband would personally deal with their family's matter. Could it be possible?

In Ye Mei's view, how could someone as important as Hao Jian care about the life and death of ordinary people like them?

"Sister Ye, I'm telling the truth. Our chairman came here to find evidence of Guo Bixi's embezzlement and feels that your husband's death was suspicious. He wants to investigate it and give your family justice," Chen Zhiyan explained.

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