The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1267 - 1262: Arrogant Military

Afternoon.

Sunlight filtered through thick leaves, and the temperature in the forest was warm and pleasant.

The grass on the ground swayed gently with the breeze. Not far away, the sound of footsteps rustled.

Soon, large patches of feather reed grass were brushed aside, and two figures walked over.

Ah Sang looked at the surrounding terrain and said, "We’re already ten miles from the village."

Then, she looked down at a spot, bent over, and wiped the ground with her hand.

Brushing aside a large area of leaves, the ground revealed two hidden footprints.

"Brother, there’s someone nearby," Ah Sang said with certainty on her face.

Qin Hao lowered his head and inspected the surroundings on the ground, and said solemnly, "There are quite a few people; it seems it was lively here before!"

"Brother, you know Tracking Technique too?" Ah Sang was a bit surprised.

In forest survival, hunter instinct and Tracking Technique are basic survival skills.

"It’s normal for the tribesmen."

Why does Brother Hao also know them?

Qin Hao smiled arrogantly: "Your Brother Hao knows everything. Almost anything little sister Ah Sang can think of, I can do."

Ah Sang couldn’t help but recall the events during her nap that day, her face flushed with rosy embarrassment, and her heartbeat raced.

Qin Hao grabbed her soft waist playfully and laughed, "Still thinking about it? You really are a little girl who can’t be satisfied."

"Brother! You’re so annoying!"

Ah Sang blushed with embarrassment, her small fist pounding against Qin Hao’s chest.

Qin Hao casually grabbed Ah Sang’s arm and was about to pull her into his embrace, when he heard commotion coming from not far away.

It seemed someone was shouting, and possibly the sounds of Inner Strength clashing — very chaotic, enough to suggest a big battle.

"Looks like there’s a lively event to join!"

Qin Hao stared in that direction, putting aside his lustful feelings for now, licked his lips, and patted Ah Sang’s beautiful hips saying, "Let’s go, we’re going to have a grand fight!"

...

Boom!

An explosion rang out.

Two thick branches were blown into two sections.

Bam!

The trunk fell to the ground, kicking up a large cloud of ash and leaves.

Vini Jones wiped the sweat from her forehead, crouched down with her spine arched, her gaze cold and piercing, resembling a cheetah ready to hunt.

Surrounding her, a group of loose cultivators stared intently. Leading them was a bald man, full of muscles, with Finger Tigers on both hands.

His Jianghu nickname is Tiger Fist Kuang San, a remarkable expert in the Independent Practitioner Realm.

"Foreigner, you’re surrounded, I advise you to surrender obediently!"

Kuang San’s gaze arrogantly locked onto Vini Jones, his eyes roaming over her chest and thighs.

"You seem very confident? Then come at me."

Vini Jones’s body remained still, her voice carried a chilling coldness.

Not long ago, due to a chaotic fight, she became separated from Xinmu and others.

Being a foreigner without any group support made Vini Jones a coveted presence in the forest.

Firstly, her beauty was exceptionally eye-catching.

Secondly, her backpack carried so many medicinal herbs.

"Humph! Don’t think sticking with Qin Hao scares us!"

Kuang San hit a nearby tree trunk in anger.

Boom! Crack!

The power combined from the Finger Tigers and Inner Strength snapped the tree in half.

"Now, I’m at the end of my patience, giving you three seconds to make a decision. Three, two, one!"

As he spoke, the breaking of tree branches caused many birds to take flight in the forest.

When he finished speaking, three parrots fell from the sky, lying flat on the ground, dead!

Kuang San accurately caught this scene, clearly seeing that each of the bird’s heads had a thin needle!

"What could pierce three needles into these three birds simultaneously?"

Kuang San was shocked, instinctively turned his head, only to see a band of people walking slowly toward them.

All of them were wearing camo outfits, if not looked at carefully, could blend completely into the forest environment.

The leader was none other than the gloomy-faced Hong Zhongkai.

Behind him, a tall and lean man held a Blowgun in his hand. Obviously, the three thin needles were his handiwork.

Military personnel?

That’s Hong Zhongkai, the man behind him is rumored to be the infamous assassin Poisonous Bee? Later recruited by the military...

Kuang San, having traveled far and wide, quickly discerned the origins of this group in no time.

"Oh, there’s a big fish here too."

As they approached, Poisonous Bee flicked his Blowgun and jeered.

Hong Zhongkai’s face was extremely grim, first hovering over the loose cultivators, then finally fixed on Vini Jones, licking his lips: "Good, this is that little bastard’s woman? Capture her for a play."

Under Hong Zhongkai’s gaze, the loose cultivators felt fear, only relaxing when his gaze shifted.

Seeing this scene, Kuang San didn’t hesitate to express his stance.

He bent over like a servant and said: "Since Major Hong needs her, we’ll give this foreigner to you."

"Give? I need garbage like you to give?" Hong Zhongkai’s expression turned furious.

Not long ago, he was ambushed by the loose cultivators, already fuming with anger.

Now with a chance for revenge, does he let them off easily without consequence?

"Major Hong is right, we don’t have the right to give..."

Kuang San’s face froze, for survival, he only showed a flattering smile: "Major Hong’s Martial Arts are unparalleled, commanded us to do anything..."

Hong Zhongkai’s face showed disdain: "Your flattery makes me sick. Want to survive? Show some substance."

"What does Major Hong require?"

Kuang San’s face was filled with flattering intent.

"Kneel down."

Hong Zhongkai said violently.

This moment caused the loose cultivators to change color.

This military dog was too much.

We are people of the Jianghu.

How dare he humiliate us?

Thud.

It was the sound of Kuang San kneeling, pulling the others back to reality.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unbelievingly watching Kuang San kneel straightforwardly, kowtowing as he said: "Major Hong’s orders are unquestioned, just hoping to follow him for a meal in the future."

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!"

"Disgusting!"

The loose cultivators cursed with contempt, lightly berating.

Chchch!

Three sounds in succession.

Three loose cultivators fell to the ground, lips purple, eyes wide open, their throats pierced with three poison needles, dead beyond doubt.

Instantly, the remaining loose cultivators clammed up in terror.

Not far away, Poisonous Bee shook his Blowgun: "I hate people gossiping behind my back."

No one spoke, each loose cultivator filled with fear, and some even began to tremble.

On the other side, Major Hong patted Kuang San’s head: "Good, from now on, be my loyal dog, first go surround that foreigner, lest she escapes."

"Alright!" Kuang San stood up, relieved, walked beside Vini Jones, his gaze lucky.

On the other side, the remaining loose cultivators saw Kuang San surviving, looked at one another, then knelt before Major Hong.

"Hope to follow Major Hong in the future!"