The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Vini Jones is currently twenty-five years old.

In her short life, she has accomplished many grand deeds.

Even if we disregard her racing accomplishments, she has left many remarkable stories in terms of physical feats.

For instance, she once captured the demon Alek in the Alps.

For instance, she once hunted sharks in the dangerous areas of the Love Sea.

For instance, she once brought down the notorious Europe-based demon Sith.

Based on her achievements.

This woman is undoubtedly fierce and terrifying.

But now, this fierce and terrifying woman is at a loss.

She never expected to be captured by Qin Hao.

So easily.

What’s more, she didn’t even have a chance to react!

How could the Night Emperor be so fast?

Has his strength reached such a terrifying level?

Vini Jones was filled with shock.

All around.

Because of Qin Hao’s cold shout, everyone fell silent.

No one dared to step forward.

First, Qin Hao’s strength was overwhelmingly powerful.

They felt that even if they all advanced together, it might not help.

Second, Vini Jones was the founder within the association, holding an incredibly high status.

If she were to fall in Huaxia, they could not bear such a responsibility.

The people around didn’t dare to move, but Qin Hao spoke up: "Do you want to save this woman? It’s simple, beat me in a racing competition."

With these words, the crowd was incited.

The Night Emperor, so bold, indeed commanded respect.

But many times, boldness turns into arrogance.

The end result might only be a tragedy.

"Night Emperor, shall we begin now?"

Xia Youde asked, sweat beading on his forehead.

"We can." Qin Hao nodded lightly, and Xia Youde breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Vini Jones was okay.

So, he waved his hand and shouted, "Participants, gather in the cars."

The crowd surged outside, and Qin Hao and his people followed the flow out.

Vini Jones was held by the neck but felt that Qin Hao had no intention to act harshly, and cursed: "Despicable man, attacking when I wasn’t paying attention..."

"Smack!"

A palm imprint appeared on her snow-white face.

"You dare hit me?" Vini Jones was bewildered, looking at Qin Hao incredulously.

"I dare not only hit, but also squeeze." Qin Hao said expressionlessly, exerting force with his hand and taking hold of that ample part.

"You... stop!" Vini Jones, dignified as a queen, had never suffered such a crude treatment, instantly turning red with anger.

"Now, are you going to behave?" After squeezing, Qin Hao didn’t forget to rub Vini Jones’s cheek.

Vini Jones bit her lip with a flushed face, her expression stunning those around her.

The Night Emperor, actually subdued Vini Jones so obediently?

Remarkable!

Quickly, the crowd gathered outside the hotel.

Many guests entered those luxury cars.

The roar of engines echoed through the night.

Even three blocks away, one could hear the tremendous sound.

Xia Youde pointed at a yellow Ferrari and said: "Mr. Qin, that’s my car, a Ferrari..."

After a detailed introduction, he wore a smug expression: "I wasn’t satisfied with the original engine, so I modified it. Thus, this car can reach a top speed of three hundred and thirty kilometers per hour. Night Emperor, what do you think?"

"Very good." Qin Hao had to nod. Such speed was truly terrifying.

Soon, Qin Hao noticed that Vini Jones, in his arms, couldn’t take her eyes off a black sports car.

It was a purely black Porsche, looking grand and stylish.

However, amidst the gathering of luxury cars, it didn’t stand out as expected.

Nonetheless, many gazes were directed at that vehicle.

"Is that your car?" Qin Hao raised an eyebrow, asking the woman in his arms.

Vini Jones bit her lip, dissatisfied: "It’s mine."

"Looks pretty cool." Ah Mao smirked, "Boss, we seem to be without a car, so why not use Vini’s car as a racing tool?"

"What are you talking about!" Vini Jones was suddenly enraged.

To her, the car was like her most precious clothing.

Even she was reluctant to wear it often and had to use it sparingly.

Let alone allow a man inside.

Now, this man actually wanted to recklessly enter her prized car?

How could she tolerate this?

Ah Mao was startled by Vini Jones’s expression, but quickly realized and laughed: "I’m going to get in your car, what can you do? Bite me?"

"You!"

Vini Jones wanted to move but was held firmly by Qin Hao.

"Let go, you despicable man, let go!" Seeing Ah Mao getting closer and closer to her beloved car, Vini Jones shouted in distress: "If you have the guts, race me without restraining me. What kind of hero are you, Night Emperor, are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Qin Hao found it somewhat amusing. He wasn’t even afraid of King of Cars Schumacher.

Would he need to fear a blond girl?

"If you’re not afraid why won’t you release me! Are you afraid I’ll win, and your reputation will be ruined!" Vini Jones noticed Qin Hao’s expression change and continued to provoke him.

Qin Hao sighed: "Why bother, I just don’t want to outclass you."

"Outclass me? Ha Night Emperor, you’re just scared, scared I’ll end your legend, scared you’ll lose to a woman!"

"Your mouth is truly something." Qin Hao had to sigh.

Initially, as Ah Mao said.

He didn’t have a car and planned to reluctantly use Vini Jones’s vehicle.

But Vini Jones was extra feisty now.

He had no choice but to change his strategy and give this girl a harsh lesson.

"All right, get in your car." Qin Hao let go.

Vini Jones instead hesitated, "You really let me go?"

Qin Hao waved his hand, indicating approval.

"Fine, you will regret it!" Vini Jones’s face immediately showed a rebellious grin.

She walked towards her beloved car, while Ah Mao fearfully stepped aside.

Originally, Vini Jones wanted to teach this punk a lesson, but Qin Hao said behind her: "Don’t force me to change my mind."

Helpless, Vini Jones had to get directly into the car door, looking at Qin Hao through the window, sneering.

That smile, terribly cold, and exceptionally disdainful.

It seemed to express deep contempt.

"Night Emperor sir, without a car, how do you plan to compete?" Xia Youde wore a faintly mocking smile.

Boasting about competing without even having a car, what kind of arrogance was this?

Due to Xia Youde’s loud voice, the members not far off began to laugh.

"Hahaha, he doesn’t even have a sports car."

"Why dare participate like this, is the Night Emperor really so foolish?"

"Don’t underestimate the Night Emperor; perhaps he plans to use Huaxia’s Lightweight Technique to beat us!"

"Hahaha!"

The mockery came from all directions.

Instead of frowning, Qin Hao laughed, laughed freely, "Who said I don’t have a sports car."

He finished speaking and pointed at a taxi by the roadside.