The School Beauty’s Super Rogue
Chapter 109 - 109 108 B-Class Assassin

109: Chapter 108 B-Class Assassin 109: Chapter 108 B-Class Assassin Jin Zaiyong didn’t dare to breathe, as if a lamb to the slaughter, pinned against the wall, there was no defeat more absolute than this!

His feelings were complicated, never expecting to meet a monster like Qin Hao in Qingshan City!

“You’re a failure.

If you want to live, you need to answer my questions.”

At this moment, Qin Hao’s eyes flashed as he asked, “Why get close to Gu Qinyue?”

Jin Zaiyong’s eyes flickered as he said, “I…

I like her.”

“Do you?”

Qin Hao sneered coldly, walked to the tea table, picked up a tea leaf, and suddenly acted.

The leaf, sharp as a blade, sliced across Jin Zaiyong’s cheek, leaving a bloody scar on his handsome face.

Qin Hao picked up another leaf and said, “I’ll ask you one last time, choose wisely!”

The last time Jin Zaiyong gave Gu Qinyue a ring, it had a GPS tracker.

Now that it’s known he’s an assassin, his intentions towards Gu Qinyue couldn’t possibly be pure!

Jin Zaiyong shook in fear a few times.

The thin tea leaf in Qin Hao’s hand felt like the scythe of Death God, filling him with terror.

After a moment’s hesitation, Jin Zaiyong showed a look of despair, gave up resisting, and said, “It’s not that I want to get close to her, it’s…

an order!”

“Order?” Qin Hao hesitated for a moment.

“We were sent to Huaxia to find someone.

Gu Qinyue was found to be special and was temporarily marked as a target.” Jin Zaiyong spoke truthfully.

“Oh?” Qin Hao raised an eyebrow, then quickly asked, “Are you a B-Class Assassin?”

Jin Zaiyong gave a bitter smile and nodded.

Qin Hao was momentarily taken aback.

So Jin Zaiyong is one of the B-Class Assassins infiltrating Huaxia?

Wasn’t their goal to find the Witch Race Saintess?

Why was he targeting Gu Qinyue?

Could it be…!!

A terrifying thought rose in Qin Hao’s mind.

He quickly asked, “What special quality does Qinyue have?”

“I don’t know, I just follow orders.” Jin Zaiyong smiled bitterly and said, “I really don’t know much.

Among us assassins, there are three main leaders; all the information is in their hands.”

“Three main leaders?” Qin Hao’s eyes gleamed.

For the first time, he gained some understanding of these B-Class Assassins.

“That’s really all I know, please spare my life,” Jin Zaiyong begged pitifully.

After a moment’s silence, Qin Hao snapped his fingers, and the tea leaf shot into a place on Jin Zaiyong’s body.

Instantly, Jin Zaiyong’s eyes widened, then his head tilted, and he fainted!

Looking at Jin Zaiyong, Qin Hao guessed he couldn’t get any more information out of him for now, so he knocked him out and left the rest to Sharp Blade to interrogate.

“Teacher, let’s go.” Qin Hao then turned to Ren Xiaoxue, smiling slightly.

Ren Xiaoxue looked at Qin Hao with immense surprise, unable to believe that someone as strong as Jin Zaiyong could be dealt with so miserably by Qin Hao.

“Yes.”

Quickly, Ren Xiaoxue nodded and walked out with Qin Hao.

Zhang Ping, terrified, collapsed onto the ground, not daring to breathe heavily, fearing that Qin Hao would notice him.

But he was worrying too much.

Qin Hao didn’t even deem him worthy of a glance, nor did he look back, casually tossing three needles that shot into Zhang Ping’s body.

Qin Hao was also skilled in assassination techniques, with hidden needles in his sleeves.

“For a beast like you, there’s no room for forgiveness!”

Qin Hao’s icy voice reached Zhang Ping’s ears.

Simultaneously, Zhang Ping let out a piercing scream.

He felt as if his body was suddenly being cut by knives, a pain worse than death!

Constantly, he found himself in immense agony!

“Qin Hao, spare me, I beg you, have mercy!” Zhang Ping cried and screamed, full of regret in his tone.

“Aren’t you a doctor?

Then help yourself.” Qin Hao coldly laughed.

“I’m a charlatan, I’m a charlatan, please have mercy…” Zhang Ping wailed in grief.

Qin Hao showed no mercy—evil deeds deserved retribution!

He walked out of Dayi Tea with Ren Xiaoxue.

At the door, Qin Hao stretched, inhaled the fresh air, then suddenly slapped Ren Xiaoxue’s perky rear.

“Ah, what are you doing!”

Ren Xiaoxue blushed with embarrassment.

“Nothing much, just that your tush feels nice, a pat for good health.” Qin Hao chuckled, squeezing his hand like savoring the elasticity.

Ren Xiaoxue gritted her teeth, originally intending to show gratitude to Qin Hao, now reduced to rolling her eyes.

“Teacher, remember this next time, don’t walk into the lion’s den alone.” Qin Hao said.

“Yes.” Ren Xiaoxue nodded, initially thinking that with the meeting set in a teahouse, Zhang Ping wouldn’t dare act rashly, but didn’t expect how treacherous hearts could be!

“Otherwise, I need more ringtones, oh, how foolish.” Qin Hao waved his phone, pressing play.

Suddenly, Ren Xiaoxue’s voice came out: “Qin Hao, I like you!”

“Teacher, this is now your exclusive ringtone, happy?”

Qin Hao said playfully.

Ren Xiaoxue was stunned, then her face turned red; she didn’t expect Qin Hao to be so shameless, not only recording but using it as a ringtone!

What a rogue he had practiced to be!

“You bastard!”

Ren Xiaoxue shouted in shame and fury, then turned and walked away, ignoring Qin Hao.

But after a few steps, she paused, turned around, and said, “Oh, Qin Hao, Professor Feng Gang asked me to tell you, you’re invited to his public lecture tomorrow afternoon!”

“Afternoon?

No time!” Qin Hao flatly refused.

“Then I’ll let Professor Feng Gang know.” Ren Xiaoxue nodded, then hailed a taxi to leave.

Inside the taxi, as it started, she rolled down the window, hesitated, and said, “Qin Hao, although you are a bastard, I am truly grateful to you, from the bottom of my heart!

Thank you for today!”

After she spoke, the taxi pulled away, clearly embarrassed to thank Qin Hao and still seemingly holding some grudge against him.

Qin Hao smiled, watching Ren Xiaoxue leave, then took out Sharp Blade’s credentials, looking at the secret number on it, and dialed.

After explaining the situation about Jin Zaiyong, Qin Hao hung up.

He trusted Sharp Blade to handle Jin Zaiyong, likely able to extract quite a bit of information.

This could be considered a contribution, he thought.

I’ll have to make some time to report this to Xiao Lingtian and extort him a bit—cough, how could noble people call it extortion?

It’s a negotiation, yes, negotiation…

Then, Qin Hao called a taxi and went home.

It was already half past seven, the sky dark, the stars twinkling.

When Qin Hao got home, finding no one in the living room, he first searched for Lin Yuhan, eager to accomplish the arduous task Lin Zhicheng gave him: having a grandson!

But Lin Yuhan ignored him and didn’t even open the door.

Qin Hao had to redirect his attention, wanting to tease Zhao Mengke and Gu Qinyue, only to find them hiding in a room together, apparently plotting something, causing Qin Hao a headache.

Feeling bored alone, Qin Hao returned to his bedroom, intending to rest a bit, but then WeChat chimed with a message.

Flowers Have Not Yet Formed a Sea: “Professor Feng Gang asked me to