The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1256 - 1251: No Insulting Hao

The wooden stick fell rhythmically.

Each strike was perfectly timed, not too heavy, not too light, just enough to make Map feel an opening sensation.

Qin Hao’s face showed growing excitement.

Admittedly, venting by hitting someone was quite an amusing thing.

The more he hit, the more comfortable he felt, and the happier he became!

Unfortunately, this happiness didn’t last long.

A thunderous shout rang out: "Enough!"

Boom!

The sound was like a thunderbolt, causing Qin Hao’s eardrums to burst for a moment.

He instinctively paused, but as his body recovered, he grew angry inside. You shout, and I stop? Who do you think you are!

He was about to smash the stick down.

A murderous intent descended from the sky, almost making his hair stand on end.

Qin Hao instinctively dodged.

Then, a watermelon-sized rock smashed into the spot where he had just been.

Thunk!

The rock hit the ground, producing a dull sound.

Enough to make one imagine the weight of that strike.

Having dodged the ambush, Qin Hao’s heart was filled with unruly anger, and he stared at the distant high platform, saying, "As a clan leader, is this all the tolerance you have? It’s unclear how a waste like you got acknowledged!"

Prompted by Qin Hao’s words, everyone turned to look at the high platform.

It turned out the Clan Leader had unknowingly stood up, each of his fan-sized hands clutching a rock.

As Map’s father, the Clan Leader’s genetics were far more powerful than his son’s.

He was two meters twenty tall, a giant center even in the basketball world.

His fan-sized hands were strong and powerful, with each bulging vein appearing menacing.

The entire tribe was abnormally in awe of this Clan Leader, even the Elders dared not have thoughts of opposition.

Because this Clan Leader was the most famous tyrant in the history of the tribe.

Growing up, he hunted countless strong beasts, and chillingly, most were snatched from tribesmen.

In other words, the Clan Leader killed his own people.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that his development history was nearly all built on the heads of his own people.

Without breaking rules, the Clan Leader had committed many cruel and savage acts.

Compared to him, Map was practically a good baby.

Facing such a demon, others were scared to death, but Qin Hao felt nothing.

Raising his gaze, he stared directly at the legendary Clan Leader, "Big guy, you know you look uglier than your son?"

This statement made the scene even quieter than before.

However, people’s emotions were turbulent.

Damn!

This outsider is too fierce!

Humiliating Map is one thing.

But daring to provoke his demon of a father too!

Awesome!

At this moment, even as an enemy, many young tribesmen couldn’t help but view Qin Hao more highly.

Because of the Clan Leader’s tyranny, many privately disliked him.

But daring to insult him directly, for all these years, only Qin Hao had done so.

Simultaneously, the Clan Leader was momentarily stunned, then his face darkened: "Do you know? When I was young, I loved eating human tongues. Tender, if cooked properly, they taste better than any elixir."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s hearts turned cold.

They clearly understood the Clan Leader wasn’t lying.

Legend had it that in his youth, the Clan Leader liked to pull the tongues of enemies as trophies.

Back in the joint attack on the other two tribes, the Clan Leader was the main force.

And when tallying wartime achievements, someone fearfully discovered the Clan Leader had over two hundred tongues collected in his sack.

Meaning he had killed over two hundred enemies!

Bear in mind, those two tribes together might have totaled just four hundred people!

The Clan Leader alone was equivalent to wiping out one tribe.

How could such a person not be terrifying?

And what was more terrifying was that those over two hundred tongues eventually became his liquor snack!

Now, with the Clan Leader recalling past events, does Qin Hao have any chance of survival?

Is his tongue really going to be cut out!

Many were terrified by this statement.

But two were excited because of it.

One was Map, who cried with tears: "Father! Please avenge me!"

Growing up, it was the first time he was beaten so miserably.

Now that his father finally took action, how could he miss the chance?

On the other side, Ah You’s mood was also uplifted.

After enduring humiliation for so long, getting slapped for so long.

Finally, the Clan Leader was making a move!

Under the pressure of someone like this, Qin Hao, no matter how skillful, couldn’t escape unscathed!

At this moment, Ah You looked at Ah Sang with a venomous smile: "Bitch! Do you think this little bastard can still survive now?"

Ah Sang’s face was pale, extremely pale.

As the Saintess, she naturally knew the Clan Leader’s terrifying side.

Despite having confidence in Qin Hao.

But recalling the clan leader’s dreadful past.

She couldn’t help but become terrified.

Seeing Ah Sang’s expression, Ah You became even more smug, cursing: "Cheap woman! When that little bastard’s tongue is cut, you must watch carefully!"

"Stop talking!" Ah Sang glared angrily at Ah You, her fists clenched.

"You don’t want me to talk? I insist on talking!"

Ah You shouted even more arrogantly: "When the little bastard is torn to shreds, I’ll take his head home as a chamber pot! So every time I see his face, I’ll remember your expression, little slut!"

Hearing this, Ah Sang was infuriated and wanted to strike. But a voice came from behind Ah You: "That’s enough!"

"Brother Mang!"

Ah You turned and was pleasantly surprised to see Mang: "Brother Mang, you’re back! Rest assured, the little bastard who beat you is about to die! Haha, that cheap woman Ah Sang will cry herself to death!"

Mang’s face was somber.

He hadn’t actually left, just watched from the crowd.

Qin Hao, such a formidable opponent, how powerful really was he.

He was also eager to find out.

Seeing the opponent bring Map to pain, Mang felt respect.

After all, Map was also a towering presence in his heart.

Now, Qin Hao, this outsider, crushed the mountain, forcing Mang’s admiration.

But seeing the Clan Leader intervene, he couldn’t help worrying. Setting aside loyalties, he really liked Qin Hao a lot.

After Ah You’s words, Mang’s anger surged on his face, "Shut up!"

As he spoke, his large hand slapped Ah You’s face.

Slap!

Ah You’s cheek swelled, with a bit of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

She covered her face, bewildered: "Brother Mang... you hit me?"

"For years, I’ve spoiled you too much! That’s why you’re so arrogant!"

Mang’s voice shifted from his usual warmth to icy coldness: "Hao may be an outsider, but his strength and character are admirable; I don’t like you insulting him!"

Crunch!

Ah You heard the sound of breaking; she knew it was the sound of her own heartbreak.

"Brother... you actually hit me for an outsider... and scolded me..." Tears flowed from Ah You’s eyes.