Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 361: The Red Killing Machine

"Don’t hesitate anymore, today I’m not going to let you leave here alive, even if you don’t jump, I will kill you. So just jump yourself, it will look somewhat dignified." Hao Jian said with a smile, his face showing neither sadness nor joy, as if he was discussing something utterly mundane.

"I really know I was wrong, I will change, I will definitely change, I won’t bother Qin Bing anymore!" Qin Huaiming said through sobs and tears, willing to pay any price for Hao Jian’s forgiveness.

But Hao Jian just shook his head, not believing a word Qin Huaiming said, "Jump, don’t force me to do it!"

In this world, the least trustworthy thing is human nature!

Looking into Hao Jian’s deep and cold eyes, Qin Huaiming knew that he had no hope of survival, he wouldn’t let him go.

Glancing at the several-story-high floor, and then at Hao Jian’s indifferent, implacable face, Qin Huaiming knew he had no choice left but to obediently walk towards the balcony railing, stepping over it.

Finally, he turned his head to look back at Hao Jian, and said with a complex expression, "Take care of my sister!"

A dying man’s words are good, and finally, in his lifetime, he said something humane.

Hao Jian just smiled and said nothing.

Qin Huaiming then leapt straight down from the balcony, followed by a burst of screams from the people below.

"Get the cleanup done," Hao Jian said to Brother Spice Ginger.

"Understood." Brother Spice Ginger nodded, then remembered something urgent, "Boss, there’s something I think I need to tell you."

"What is it?" Hao Jian turned to look at Brother Spice Ginger.

"Didn’t you send that Li guy to Blood Paradise for experience?"

"Li He? I almost forgot about that. Did he really go?" Hao Jian slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering this matter.

Brother Spice Ginger couldn’t help but laugh, "Yeah, not only did that kid go, but he has also fought over thirty matches already. He mainly lost at the beginning, but after losing twenty matches, he hasn’t lost again, achieving thirteen consecutive victories. He’s not far from the goal you set for him; now, his reputation is quite high in Blood Paradise."

That day, Brother Spice Ginger also went to Blood Paradise to watch a match, or more precisely, he went there to place bets.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw Li He competing on stage and discovered upon asking around that this kid was quite capable, having maintained an undefeated streak for thirteen matches.

"Isn’t that a good thing? Let me know after he wins twenty matches," Hao Jian said with a smile, his face showing a look of approval.

He hadn’t expected Li He to really go to Blood Paradise and to actually keep up the fight.

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Originally, Hao Jian’s mention of recruiting Li He was just casual talk, but now he was truly considering it.

"But I guess he won’t be able to endure twenty matches," Brother Spice Ginger said with a bitter smile.

"Hmm? Why’s that?" Hao Jian looked at Brother Spice Ginger, puzzled.

"Because the kid has won thirteen straight matches, almost everyone is betting on him, causing Blood Paradise to lose a lot of money these past few days. The behind-the-scenes boss is not happy.

I got inside information that they are planning to send Blood Paradise’s strongest martial artist, ’Red Killing Machine Kuang Dasi,’ to eliminate Li He, while also taking a substantial sum from the gamblers!" Brother Spice Ginger explained.

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"Is that so?" Hao Jian’s face became unpleasant, clearly indicating cheating.

"Yeah, that Kuang Dasi is a European, an almost invincible presence in Blood Paradise. Sending a newcomer like Li He to face Blood Paradise’s Invincible General is simply bullying!" Brother Spice Ginger also expressed dissatisfaction, clearly having a good impression of Li He.

Unlike typical wastrels, who only know about eating and drinking, Li He has dreams and ambitions. What Brother Spice Ginger admired most was the wolf-like ruthlessness inherent in him; he was eager to work with such a youngster!

"Invincible, huh?" A disdainful smile appeared on Hao Jian’s lips, "Come on, let’s go have a look at Blood Paradise!"

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Meanwhile, in the backstage waiting room of Blood Paradise, a giant man over two meters in height continually swung his fists, striking a heavy bag. His muscles were as hard as stone, covered with tattoos resembling totems, even on his face, giving him a terrifying appearance.

What was astonishing was the heavy bag he was hitting, as tall as he was, two meters in diameter, and exceedingly heavy—possibly weighing around three to five hundred pounds—yet it crazily swayed under his punches.

This guy was truly a humanoid monster! He was the monster who would face Li He this time, the Red Killing Machine Kuang Dasi!

While Kuang Dasi was hitting a punching bag, a fat middle-aged man walked in, squinting his eyes and pursing his lips, resembling a cunning fat rat.

He had a cigar in his mouth and said sinisterly, "Kuang Dasi, this time you must slaughter that kid!"

The fat middle-aged man’s name was Lei Yuzhe, the current owner of Blood Paradise. His father was the previous owner, but after his father aged and stepped down, Lei Yuzhe took over his father’s position.

Speaking of which, Lei Yuzhe had a unique identity; he was neither a criminal nor a lawful figure, but a special presence straddling both worlds. If one had to define Lei Yuzhe’s identity, it would be businessman!

Lei Yuzhe cared only about money and profits; he was indifferent to everything else!

Because of this reason, Lei Yuzhe really hated Li He, for Li He had harmed his interests.

Lei Yuzhe was no pushover in Hua City. He was even more formidable than Brother Spice Ginger, because he had a group of Martial Artists who depended on him for their livelihood. Therefore, when Liu Bohong first ventured into Hua City, although he made major moves against Brother Spice Ginger and his ilk, he dared not provoke Lei Yuzhe, this fearsome entity.

Hearing this, Kuang Dasi slowly turned his head to look at Lei Yuzhe, his eyes eerily blood-red as he said in a deep voice, "Kuang Dasi does not kill the weak."

Every Martial Artist had their own pride, and Kuang Dasi was no exception. It wasn’t that he sympathized with Li He; he simply felt Li He did not qualify to die by his hands.

"Weak? He has won thirteen consecutive matches; does that still make him weak?" Lei Yuzhe said discontentedly.

But Kuang Dasi ignored his protest and calmly stated, "He’s still too young!"

Li He had also been watched by Kuang Dasi in the matches. Although Li He managed to win thirteen times in a row, that was because he hadn’t encountered any real heavyweights. While he might handle ordinary foes in Huaxia, facing a monstrous being like him, thirteen lives wouldn’t be enough for Li He.

Lei Yuzhe squinted, seemingly hesitating on how to persuade Kuang Dasi, because his relationship with Kuang Dasi was merely a partnership; he dared not command this monstrous being.

Suddenly, Lei Yuzhe’s eyes craftily shifted, a scheme coming to mind, he smiled sinisterly, "Kuang Dasi, you are now the king of our Blood Paradise, but this kid’s emergence might very well overturn your position."

Hearing this, Kuang Dasi finally stopped and said irritably, "Are you joking? How could a rookie like him be my opponent?"

Kuang Dasi enjoyed the honor of victory and the feeling of being worshiped by the masses. But now, Lei Yuzhe suggesting Li He could shake his position was something Kuang Dasi could not accept, as it felt like an insult to him!

"Although he’s a newbie, don’t you see his potential? Winning thirteen matches as a rookie, even you couldn’t achieve that at the beginning, could you?" Lei Yuzhe chuckled coldly, deliberately infuriating Kuang Dasi.

Hearing this, Kuang Dasi furrowed his brow, and he vaguely sensed some threat. Initially, he did not care about Li He because even with his current extraordinary achievements, Li He was still too young and unworthy of serious attention.

But after Lei Yuzhe put it that way, Kuang Dasi started to worry. Although Li He wasn’t strong now, his potential was frightening. If he fought for another three to five years, he might indeed be able to challenge him.

At this moment, Kuang Dasi began to feel uneasy. If that day really came, would he be able to stand against this youngster? What if he took away all the glory that belonged to him?

Seeing Kuang Dasi’s hesitation, Lei Yuzhe knew his words had an effect and sneered, "Now, if you kill him and nip this threat in the bud, your throne as the underground king will surely be secure."

Hearing this, Kuang Dasi hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly clenched his fist tighter, "I will crush every bone in his body!"

"Bang!"

Kuang Dasi punched a nearby punching bag, which immediately split open, its sand spilling out like a torrent.

"Xiaoxiao, where exactly are you taking us?"

In Xiaoxiao’s car, Zhao Yating couldn’t help but complain. Since morning, Xiaoxiao had been mysteriously hinting at taking them to a very special place, but she kept the destination secret.

Now, having sat until their butts hurt and still not arriving, Zhao Yating couldn’t help but grumble.

"We’re almost there, almost there, trust me, once you get there, it’s going to be unforgettable!" Xiaoxiao chuckled excitedly, appearing very eager.

Zhao Yating and Luo Tong and the others exchanged looks, all falling silent.

When they arrived at Blood Paradise, Zhao Yating was indeed shocked by the scene before her.

The crowd was surging, heads bobbing everywhere, cheers nonstop, and on the stage, two Martial Artists were fighting. Even though both were covered in blood, they kept throwing punches and kicks at each other as if they wouldn’t rest until the other was dead.

"This is too cruel!" Zhao Yating looked terrified, feeling uneasy from the brutal fight between the two bloodied figures on the stage.