Ghost Catching System-Chapter 485 - 484 More Shameless Than Me_1

Seeing Ji Qingzheng return with another man in tow—a decently dressed but rather unattractive individual—the crowd was taken aback. Brother Shen felt his luck was good today; he had actually stumbled upon so many beautiful women and immediately started walking towards Ji Qingqing.

Ji Qingqing, terrified, hid behind Luo Yan.

When Brother Shen spoke, he flashed his yellowed teeth—a result of too much smoking. "Beauty," he said.

Luo Yan frowned. "What do you want?"

Brother Shen pointed at Ji Qingqing. "I followed this little sister here, and I want to take her with me. Additionally, if any of you other beauties are interested, you can come to our place for some fun. I guarantee you’ll have a great time."

This Brother Shen, a guy with a mouthful of yellow teeth, just waltzes in to drag Ji Qingqing away and even invites all four young women to join him? Does he think he owns the place?

Ji Qingqing said in horror, "I’m not going! I don’t know you!"

Brother Shen bared his yellow teeth again. "Little sister, your brother is with me. It’s just for some fun; nothing will happen to you."

Off to the side, Ji Qingzheng hung his head, unable to look at his sister or Luo Yan.

Luo Yan, furious, demanded, "Ji Qingzheng, what is going on?"

Ji Qingzheng didn’t dare to speak, merely keeping his head bowed.

Brother Shen chuckled arrogantly. "Let’s go, little sister."

Luo Yan snorted dismissively. "Get lost. You’re not welcome here."

Brother Shen also snorted, his eyes turning fierce. "When Brother Shen comes calling, he doesn’t leave empty-handed. You’re coming with me. And the rest of you, come have some fun."

Luo Yan wasn’t nervous; she had already seen Chu Hao approaching Brother Shen from behind. She trusted Chu Hao’s abilities implicitly. With him there, what tricks could Brother Shen possibly pull?

She smiled. "This young lady isn’t going. What are you going to do about it? Besides, you’re so ugly, stop talking to me."

Brother Shen’s face darkened. This woman is looking to die! Indeed, he wasn’t good-looking, but no one had ever dared say it to his face.

Brother Shen took something out from inside his jacket—it was a tiny oil lamp. "You’ll go," he said. "And willingly, at that."

Luo Yan replied indifferently, "Perhaps you should worry about yourself first."

Just then, someone patted Brother Shen on the shoulder.

He turned around to find a group of sullen-faced male students standing behind him, glaring.

Was Brother Shen afraid of students? Of course not.

He snorted. "Boys, don’t meddle in other people’s business."

Chu Hao was speechless. How much self-confidence does this guy have? He came alone into their private room demanding people, and even surrounded, he still acts brave?

As it happened, Brother Hao had been feeling pent-up these past few days, and this guy had just delivered himself to his doorstep.

Chu Hao said, "A person should have principles. My ’sisters’ here aren’t going with you. What are you going to do about it?"

Brother Shen arrogantly replied, "I’m not going to do anything. Just don’t meddle, or someone might get hurt."

Chu Hao said in an exaggerated tone, "Wow, you’re so tough!"

Who was Brother Shen? He couldn’t miss the deep mockery in the other’s eyes.

His eyes filled with anger, Brother Shen growled, "Kid, no one dares to meddle in Brother Shen’s affairs. Those who do never end well. I’ll show you something ordinary people have never seen."

As he spoke, Brother Shen picked up the oil lamp and took out a lighter, intending to ignite it.

But before the lamp could be lit, Chu Hao struck first, slapping him across the face. SMACK!

Brother Shen stumbled, the lamp still unlit. He growled, "Did you fucking hit me?"

Chu Hao replied, looking dumbfounded, "Are you an idiot? If I don’t hit you, who should I hit?"

Furious, Brother Shen fumbled for the lighter again, determined to ignite the lamp, as if lighting it was the only way to properly teach Chu Hao a lesson.

CRACK!

A beer bottle struck Brother Shen hard on the head. He staggered, nearly passing out, and spun around angrily.

There stood Wang Qi, the school’s Little Tyrant, cursing, "What kind of trash are you? Daring to act so arrogantly at Class 164’s gathering!"

Brother Shen was seething. Just wait until I light this oil lamp, then you’ll all see!

Li Yin, who was next to Chu Hao, rushed forward and kicked Brother Shen to the ground, his foot connecting squarely with his crotch.

Brother Shen knelt, howling in agony. As everyone advanced with menacing glares, he groaned, "Hold on! Don’t hit me yet! I have something to say!"

Everyone was speechless. Is this guy nuts?

Chu Hao asked, "What do you want to say?"

Brother Shen, still in pain, pleaded, "Can you let me light the oil lamp first?"

This clown is definitely a newbie to the Yin-Yang Realm, Chu Hao thought.

He chuckled. "Sure, go ahead and light it."

Overjoyed, Brother Shen immediately raised the lighter, but Chu Hao casually picked up a beer and poured it over Brother Shen’s hand, dousing the flame.

Brother Shen looked like he was about to break down. "Didn’t you say I could light the oil lamp?"

Chu Hao stroked his chin. "Did I say that?"

"DING! Host has shamelessly postured. Dealt 10,000 points of critical damage to the enemy’s psyche. Gained 900 Pretentiousness Points."

Damn it all! Brother Shen felt like he was going to cough up blood. How can there be someone even more shameless than me?

Chu Hao waved his hand. "Get him!"

Li Yin, Wang Qi, and some of the other bigger male students, who had been itching for a fight, rushed forward without a word and began to pummel him.

Nearby, Ji Qingzheng’s face turned pale with shock. "Stop! Stop hitting him!"

However, Chu Hao sent him flying with a kick, cursing, "You were going to let your sister go drinking with these guys? Are you out of your mind?"

Ji Qingzheng knelt on the ground, sobbing in agony. "I didn’t want to... If I didn’t, I’d be dead... Sob, sob..."

So, there really was a hidden story behind all this.

Brother Shen was on the ground, being beaten by the crowd, his anger boiling. To be thrashed by a bunch of students! But there were too many of them. He tried to get up, but Wang Qi smashed another beer bottle over his head.

Qiu Xueying walked over. "Chu Hao, this isn’t good, beating someone like this."

Chu Hao replied, "It’s fine, Teacher. I’ve got this."

Qiu Xueying trusted Chu Hao to handle things, so she didn’t say anything more. Although she was a teacher, she was relatively open-minded, and Brother Shen had indeed gone too far.

Brother Shen lay on the ground, covered in footprints, seething with uncontrollable fury.

"You... you little bastards! Just you wait!" Brother Shen snarled. He planned to leave and call for backup.

Chu Hao stepped on his back. "Did I say you could go?"

Unable to light the oil lamp, Brother Shen was at a loss. He said angrily, "What more do you want?"

Chu Hao pointed to himself. "Do you know who I am?"

"Who!"

Chu Hao bragged, "The high school tyrant. If I let you just walk away, wouldn’t Brother Hao lose face?"

I’m a real street thug! Brother Shen cursed inwardly.

"Wang Qi!" Chu Hao called.

Wang Qi hurried over. "Brother Hao, what’s up?"

Chu Hao gave a wicked smile. "Drag him over to the side. Smash a beer bottle on his head every minute, got it?"

Wang Qi’s face lit up. "Brother Hao, consider it done!"

And so, Brother Shen was dragged aside by Wang Qi and a few others, and empty beer bottles began to rain down on him.

Brother Shen wailed. The other students watched, their skin crawling; after all, they were still just students.

Qiu Xueying couldn’t help but say, "Ah-Hao, this... this could kill someone!"

Chu Hao waved his hand reassuringly. "Teacher, don’t worry. This guy isn’t an ordinary person. A few beer bottles to the head are no big deal for him."