The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 995 - 992: Qin Hao, the Popular Figure

For the martial arts circle in Beijing, these three days have been a celebration of Qin Hao.

People talk about his name every day, discussing the earth-shattering battle three days ago.

Some say he has three heads and six arms, and no one can withstand his first move.

Others say he possesses superpowers, conjuring winds and spitting fire, harming others invisibly.

With the tales spreading endlessly, the news about Qin Hao has become increasingly exaggerated.

He has even become an idol in the eyes of some of the younger generation.

As a famous figure, Qin Hao is under a lot of pressure.

At least, that’s how it is now.

He lay flat on the ground.

Two long legs stretched over.

One foot was stepping on his face, pressing his cheek into various shapes.

The other was gently stomping on his chest.

Qin Hao was enduring the very uncomfortable service and weakly said, "Ladies, if you need to relieve stress from work, that’s fine, but why can’t I massage you instead?"

Zhao Mengke and Lin Yuhan lifted their feet simultaneously and then stomped down.

"Ah!"

As Qin Hao let out a dramatic cry, Zhao Mengke folded her arms and said, "Every time this big baddie massages me, he’s so dishonest! I won’t give him the chance to take advantage of me!"

Qin Hao’s face, deformed by Zhao Mengke’s foot, gave a bitter smile, "So you’re tormenting and retaliating against me like this?"

"Hmph! You’re getting benefits yet acting coy—most people wouldn’t even pay attention if I stepped on them!" Zhao Mengke crossed her arms, a look of proud arrogance on her face.

"Madam, it’s fine if you step on me, but can’t you choose a different spot? Like my back?"

Qin Hao’s nostrils were actually stuffed by Zhao Mengke’s toes.

It didn’t smell bad; it was even a bit fragrant, just that itchy feeling was unbearable.

"No way!"

Zhao Mengke gleefully refused, pointing at Lin Yuhan, saying, "Sister Yu Han, really, your foot’s pressure is so light, are you just tickling him?"

Lin Yuhan, a bit embarrassed, lifted her foot and stomped down.

"Ah!"

Qin Hao’s scream sounded as expected.

The door opened, and Xiaojie turned red as she opened the door.

What were they doing to make such lewd noises?

Seeing the scene in front of her, she was even more shocked.

So, these goddess-like sisters enjoy playing such heavy-tasting games?

As the employee entered, the two strong women still had to maintain their image.

They quickly moved their feet away, adjusted their clothes, and looked at the scenery.

Lin Yuhan cleared her throat and asked, "Xiaojie, what’s up?"

"Uh..."

Xiaojie, nervous but hesitated a while, "Someone’s downstairs, a self-proclaimed martial arts family member..."

"Again?" Zhao Mengke pouted unhappily, "What is this? Every day for the past three days, some so-called martial artist comes to see this big baddie. What are these guys up to!"

Qin Hao got up from the ground, smiling bitterly, "Xiaojie, just say I’m not in, and let them scram by themselves."

It’s been bothersome; these past three days, the visitors have been extraordinarily many.

On the first day, there were even people who refused to accept it and came to challenge.

But once Qin Hao showed his unusually strong skills, the challengers almost disappeared.

Most of the visitors came out of admiration.

Initially, Qin Hao was enthusiastic about signing autographs and taking photos with a few and chatting about insights.

But as more and more people came, he was left with a strong impatience.

Because of the harassment, the domineering female boss even considered relocating the headquarters.

After all, this street happens to be rather lackluster, unworthy of the prestigious Fenglin Company.

Xiaojie left with the command.

Qin Hao lay on the ground again, this time with his back facing the sky.

"Come on, madams, step on my back, you’re so light, just get on together."

"Get lost!"

The two simultaneously gave a gentle kick to Qin Hao’s waist, resulting in his wailing.

Midway through his wailing, the door opened, and Xiaojie came in looking deflated: "Mr. Qin, that person claims to be from the Qian Family and says if you don’t come out, he’ll barge in."

"Someone from the Qian Family!"

Qin Hao got up, looking puzzled, "Could it be a woman, with such a big bosom?"

As he spoke, he gestured, which earned him murderous glares from the two beauties.

"No!"

Xiaojie shook her head, "It’s a middle-aged man, looks to be around fifty..."

"Oh."

Qin Hao nodded lightly; he couldn’t figure out the reason, but since it’s someone from the Qian Family, he had to go.

After all, it’s been three days of rest; it’s time to work and seize the Celestial Dragon Order.

"Ladies, I’m going to battle, wouldn’t you give me a farewell kiss?"

Qin Hao stretched his neck, closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Scram!"

"Go away!"

Both beauties spat, returning to their work stations.

To them, Qin Hao was an invincible entity, anyone who dared challenge him was courting death.

Hence, there was nothing to worry about.

Qin Hao pouted as he left the office with a face full of resentment.

Outside, there was a long line of barricades.

Outside the barricades was a crowd of martial arts enthusiasts.

Within, it was those responsible for maintaining order.

The security guards stood there with pained expressions.

For the past three days, the number of lunatics outside the company had grown too much; even the security guards have had a tough time.

If Qin Hao hadn’t given them a raise, many had even thought of quitting.

Seeing Qin Hao coming out, cheers erupted from outside.

"He’s coming, he’s coming!"

"Is this the legendary Qin Hao? He does have a bit of an aura!"

"Rumor has it he can spit fire and electricity, is that true?"

Amongst the discussions, Qin Hao approached, handing out cigarettes to each security guard, not forgetting to say a few "Thanks for your hard work."

The security guards nodded frequently, instantly feeling all their grievances over the past days dissipate.

After pacifying the employees, Qin Hao stepped out of the barricades, shouting boldly: "Which blind fool dared challenge me?"

"It’s me!"

In front, about two meters away, a person stepped forward, not tall, with an aged-looking face of someone between middle and old age.

Qin Hao looked around, "Where’s the person?"

"You!

That person got furious, jumping up and saying: "I’m right here!"

Qin Hao looked down, exclaiming, "So you’re here? Why didn’t you say so earlier? I’ve been searching all this time."

Seeing this scene, others couldn’t help but smirk.

The rumors are true; Qin Hao is indeed a shameless guy!

"Stop playing those dirty tricks on me!"

The challenger suppressed his anger, shouting: "I am Qian Sihai, uncle to Qian Jinhua, here to take your life!"

Before coming, Qian Feishun had specifically instructed.

Qin Hao is a shameless person, seemingly fond of psychological tricks; don’t let him provoke you.

Despite countless reminders, even with mental preparation, Qian Sihai was still angered by Qin Hao.

Even before the duel began, he had already lost his composure, falling into a disadvantage.

"Uncle? How many uncles does the Qian Family have?" Qin Hao asked with a curious face.

Qian Sihai retorted indignantly: "Thirteen."

Qin Hao marveled: "Fourteen uncles and you’re ranked sixth, are the rest all dwarfs?"

This statement was blatantly mocking his short stature.

Qian Sihai, furious, clenched his teeth and threw a punch.