The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 988 - 985: Surrounded

After getting close to Xiaoli for a while and leaving contact information, Qin Hao carried Zhu Biao’s body and walked out.

Zhu Biao was tall and strong, while the café was full of delicate young women.

Qin Hao felt it was better for him to handle the task of carrying a "corpse".

Just as he stepped outside, a figure approached him.

Three minutes earlier, Zhang Kang had received a group message from Qian Jinhua.

"Qin Hao is at the maid café, hurry!"

So, the closest Zhang Kang arrived at the scene first.

"Damn Qin Hao, to win Qian Jinhua’s heart, you must die!"

Zhang Kang was filled with resentment, as he reached the café door and saw someone coming out.

Instantly, his mouth dropped open, and his eyes almost popped out.

To be precise, he saw two people.

Except one of them was being carried.

The person being carried was a familiar face, Zhu Biao.

And the one carrying him was his rival, Qin Hao.

"What’s going on?"

Zhang Kang exclaimed.

Zhu Biao actually got carried out?

Was he knocked out or dead?

Despite his dislike for Zhu Biao, Zhang Kang had to admit that his Horizontal Training was strong; even he might not easily defeat him.

But now, he had been beaten like a dead dog?

"Oh, you’re here too?"

Qin Hao looked at Zhang Kang with some surprise.

Zhang Kang said nothing, his expression gradually turning serious.

Qin Hao dropped Zhu Biao’s "body" on the ground, clapped his hands and said, "If you want to fight, come on, I’m in a hurry."

With Zhu Biao’s body hitting the ground, Zhang Kang’s heart also trembled.

Damn, the famous Zhu Biao was tossed like a dead pig!

"You can make a move now!"

Qin Hao rolled up his sleeves, his voice tinged with amusement.

Fear spread in his heart, but Zhang Kang still did not move.

Courageously rushing forward might result in him ending up like Zhu Biao.

Staying put wouldn’t get him beaten but would make him look like a coward.

What exactly should he do?

As Zhang Kang pondered, Qin Hao proactively approached, "Since you’re not making a move, then I will!"

"Wait!"

Zhang Kang shouted, his face full of fear.

"Hmm?"

Qin Hao frowned, "Weren’t you planning to kill me? What are you hesitating for now?"

Zhang Kang was filled with bitter regret; if he had known, he wouldn’t have talked tough earlier!

In a fluster, he found an excuse and said, "I... I just got here, and I’m not in peak condition. How can you take advantage of that and call yourself a gentleman?"

Qin Hao was stunned; could someone be this shameless?

Seeing Qin Hao silent, Zhang Kang felt a sense of relief.

Good thing I was quick-witted, or the outcome would have been dire.

But the next moment, Qin Hao’s expression changed slightly, "On second thought, am I really a gentleman?"

In an instant, his fist came towards him, expanding in his vision.

Zhang Kang swore, he had never felt such despair in his life.

Watching a fist grow larger before him, yet losing the courage to resist.

This feeling was truly unbearable.

Just as Zhang Kang prepared to face death, something strange happened.

His forehead wasn’t injured.

Qin Hao’s fist stopped in midair, less than half an inch away, yet did not drop.

Zhang Kang was very surprised, then understood upon hearing the footsteps and shouts behind him.

The reinforcements had arrived!

Seeing Qin Hao looking over his shoulder, Zhang Kang was sure the opponent wouldn’t harm him further.

He gathered the courage to turn around and saw a group of people approaching aggressively.

This group exuded an overwhelming aura, their expressions stern. They were the same challengers who had dispersed earlier.

"Hahahaha!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Zhang Kang laughed joyfully with tears streaming down his face.

With these challengers, he no longer needed to face Qin Hao’s threat alone.

It meant he was safe.

Under Qin Hao’s gaze, he retreated two steps lightly, revealing a sly smile.

Qin Hao didn’t know what Zhang Kang was laughing about.

He just felt inexplicably puzzled, with only a bunch of lackeys present, was there a need to laugh so madly?

Soon, the lackeys stopped in front of Qin Hao.

Fearing he might escape again, they surrounded him layer upon layer.

Qin Hao counted; there were more than thirty challengers.

About half were weaker than Qian Jinhua, a small portion about the same strength, and a few stronger than Jinhua.

Hmm, this should be the young generation of the Beijing Martial Arts Circle.

"Qin Hao, I am Ming Zhao Mountain, the thirty-ninth generation disciple of the Zhao family...

A young man spoke coldly.

Halfway through, Qin Hao interrupted, "Why are you telling me all this crap? Just get on with it."

"You!"

Ming Zhao Mountain’s face slightly changed with anger, feeling a bit frustrated.

In Jianghu, it’s customary to declare one’s background in a duel, isn’t it?

Why is it that Qin Hao seems so impatient?

Another challenger with a scar near his eyes sneered, "Qian Jinhua was right, this guy has a really foul mouth!"

Qin Hao looked down with slanted eyes at everyone, "Kid, instead of staying home to study, what are you doing here joining in the fun?"

"You’re looking for death!"

That person trembled with anger.

Short stature was his obvious drawback, but usually, no one dared to say it directly to his face.

His name was Huangshan, a lay disciple of the Beijing branch of Shaolin Temple.

His Golden Bell Shield skills had reached great proficiency, striking fear in the Beijing Martial Arts Circle.

Usually, people treated him politely, and now Qin Hao was openly taunting him?

"I’ll kill you!"

Furious and not caring for his safety, Huangshan charged forward with a palm strike full of unparalleled dominance.

No one stopped it, knowing Zhu Biao fell deliberately at Qin Hao’s hands, curious about Qin Hao’s true strength.

Under various gazes, Qin Hao casually lifted his hand, exchanging a move with Huangshan’s palm.

Bam!

Huangshan staggered back three steps, his insides tumultuous, feeling very uncomfortable.

His face was extremely shocked, Qin Hao hadn’t even taken a step back?

The others saw this and had their assessment: this guy’s got some skills.

Qin Hao’s strength was indeed outstanding, no wonder Qian Jinhua failed.

Even though they knew Qin Hao was strong, no one would back down.

After all, there were so many people, they could drown Qin Hao with a spit each.

Embarrassed, Huangshan angrily said, "Come at me!"

He was a Golden Bell Shield expert, average in attack, but his defense was top-notch in Beijing.

Losing in force didn’t mean losing in defense.

He had deep confidence in his own abilities.

"Are you sure?"

Qin Hao kindly gave a reminder.

He was afraid a single punch might finish Huangshan.

"Stop babbling!"

Huangshan crossed his arms on his chest, instantly raising his aura.

"Alright, let’s fulfill your wish."

Qin Hao shook his head, and under everyone’s gaze, lightly lifted his palm and launched a strike.