The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Tom followed the directions and looked over, shocked: "That scumbag Ah Mao looks so uptight, did someone just wreck him?"

Qin Hao showed a helpless expression, slapped Tom’s face gently, and said: "Don’t cause too much trouble later."

With that said, the two of them walked slowly towards the private room door.

At the entrance, just like the casino’s main gate, there were guards stationed.

Unlike the main gate, here there was only one guard.

One had a machete at his waist; the other had something bulging, probably a handgun.

Qin Hao could clearly notice that these two guys were definitely not weak, if you really think about it, they could make quite a name for themselves even in Beijing.

"You guys, get lost!"

Tom arrogantly shouted, "Lord Night Emperor is coming..."

His words were interrupted by a sudden voice.

That voice was very sharp, like a short knife being unsheathed.

Clang!

A flash of light, strands of golden hair dropped in front of Tom’s eyes.

He picked up the strands, pinched them in his hand, and upon looking at them he was dumbfounded, "Is this my hair?"

Instinctively, he looked at the swordsman in front of him, his face showing some fear.

At this moment, the swordsman spoke coldly, "No idlers allowed here."

Chapter 1134 Rose Society

"Idlers? We’re not!" Perhaps threatened by the swordsman’s sword technique, Tom’s tone improved.

The gunman beside the swordsman coldly said, "No Asians or dogs allowed."

Tom was taken aback, then glanced at Qin Hao, secretly laughing inside, does this guy dare provoke Hao God?

He’s doomed!

But he said out loud, "Where are the dogs?"

"You are." The gunman coldly repeated.

"Do you want to die?" Tom, having been a scumbag for so many years, had never suffered such a loss, since the other party dared to be so arrogant, he didn’t need to hold back.

He cleared his throat, retreated three steps due to the swordsman’s power, then cleared his throat and said, "You two miserable inferior white pigs, listen up. Today, I’m going to greet your mothers..."

The swordsman and gunman looked a little surprised.

This guy still dares to run his mouth?

Could it be he wants to die?

"What are you looking at, haven’t seen your wild father before? It’s all because I was too impulsive back then, letting your mothers conceive you. I should have shot it on the wall!"

Tom put his hands on his hips, entering deep scumbag mode.

"Shut up!"

The swordsman coldly shouted in anger, pulled his sword.

Clang.

The sword light flashed, Tom subconsciously hid behind Qin Hao.

When the sword light dissipated, it turned out the swordsman hadn’t drawn his sword.

He looked coldly at Qin Hao, "Step aside."

Casinos have their own rules.

Qin Hao didn’t provoke, so he had no reason to act directly.

Qin Hao smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more.

"Do you want to die?"

The swordsman’s expression turned cold.

The gunman shouted, "Just kill him!"

The swordsman’s face grew increasingly icy, his hand gripping the sword handle began to tense.

On the other side, Tom was very amused, shouting, "Haha, two cowards don’t dare to act, how can you call yourselves gatekeepers? Wouldn’t hiding in your mother’s embrace crying be better?"

"Die!"

In the next moment, the gunman and swordsman acted simultaneously.

Bang!

First came the sound of a bullet.

Clang!

Then the knife flashed out, swiftly.

With a super swordsman and a godly gunman.

This combination, from near to far, is enough for anyone to fall.

However, Qin Hao still stood there fine.

His expression was still so graceful, his posture still so upright.

The only difference was a bullet rolling at his feet, a half blade lying silently on the ground.

"This..."

The swordsman and gunman gasped.

Wasn’t that the bullet just now?

The swordsman looked at his half-broken blade, his mind filled with terror.

Why did it turn out like this?

Could this young man be a god!

There are many experts in this world, many capable of catching that slash.

But, to intercept and break the blade, and still have time to deal with a bullet.

Such skill, it’s beyond just the word expert.

The swordsman and gunman understood this truth.

They glanced at each other, their eyes filled with deep fear.

"Now, will you still make a move?" At this moment, Tom arrogantly stood out to twist the knife.

The two guards almost cried out in anger.

It wasn’t even you who acted; why so cocky!

Yet Tom continued relentlessly, "If you trash don’t accept it, keep making a move?"

"No worries, we’re waiting."

Being insulted by a scumbag like this, anyone would be unable to tolerate it.

Both guards were international experts.

Being invited here was already a bit humiliating.

Now being insulted by a scumbag like this, they were utterly overcome with frustration.

"I’ll kill you!"

The swordsman gripped his half blade and walked over, ready for a showdown with Tom.

Just then, the door behind opened, a European man in a blue suit and black-framed glasses walked out: "Quinn, let them in."

When the swordsman turned his head and saw who it was, his expression changed slightly, the anger disappeared, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, sir."

After speaking, he reluctantly stepped aside, staring at the floor with his head down.

He was very worried he might act impulsively.

If he killed Tom, that’s one thing.

But he would have to face this master’s relentless punishment, and that would be far from worth it.

Seeing this, the gunman naturally could only sit aside.

The space was cleared, Tom went into a smug mode again.

He walked to the door, looked at the gunman, then at the swordsman, "Trash, keep performing now."

"Ah!" The swordsman gripped the sword handle tightly, his body trembled uncontrollably.

The gunman also had his hand in his pocket, desperately wanting to pull out the gun and shoot this scumbag.

But they didn’t dare, because the man in the suit in front was terrifying.

He was always ruthless towards members who violated the rules.

"Coward!"

Unable to speak, Tom found it boring, cursed once, then lowered his head to smile fawningly at Qin Hao and said, "Boss, please."

Qin Hao nodded lightly, and walked up slowly.

The suited foreign man approached: "Dear Night Emperor, hello, I’m Xia Youde, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

Qin Hao’s expression didn’t change: "Thank you, thank you."

"Hehe." Xia Youde smiled, his mouth full of charm.

He said, "I’ve heard of Night Emperor for a long time; seeing you today, you truly live up to your reputation."

Qin Hao smiled lightly, Tom added, "Our boss is very modest, no need to flatter, just take us to see Ah Mao."

"Alright then." Xia Youde was very gentlemanly, after entering the door pointed to the far gambling table and said, "Rose Society members are playing cards, if interested you can join."

Qin Hao wasn’t interested in cards, but he was very curious about the Rose Society.

He asked, "What is this Rose Society?"

"Boss, you don’t know?" Before Xia Youde could respond, Tom was a little surprised, "They say you’re so busy, and yet you don’t know Rose Society!"

"Spit it out." Qin Hao could only smile helplessly and said.

"At your command!" Tom immediately chickened out: "Actually, Rose Society is a force made up of a bunch of bored foreigners. They recently emerged, their purpose unknown, but the group is very powerful, and the members are all foreign experts."

"Hmm." Qin Hao nodded lightly. Perhaps, this Rose Society is some wicked thing created by the Evil God Association’s Human.

"Gentlemen, please follow me."

Summer Youde graciously invited them.

Qin Hao and Tom didn’t want to dampen the mood, followed him to the edge of the gambling table.

Not far away, Ah Mao was sandwiched between two big men, his hands cuffed, face extremely dejected.

Noticing Qin Hao and Tom, his face suddenly changed to joy, shouting: "Boss, scumbag Tom, I’m here!"

Qin Hao rolled his eyes, thinking this guy doesn’t look like he’s been kidnapped at all?

Tom laughed and scolded, "You rascal, finally getting your comeuppance, huh? Haha, you look hilarious now."