Ghost Catching System-Chapter 630 - 629: The Current Difficulty of Showing Off_1

At three in the morning, Little Yue saw Chu Hao still playing games and exclaimed in shock, "Boss, is the customer at computer No. 52 alright? He's been playing for two days straight."

The boss replied helplessly, "Just let him play, as long as he doesn't cause any trouble."

Little Yue's face was full of astonishment. Whatever Chu Hao had done, it had left the boss quite afraid of him.

Just then, a large group of people walked into the internet cafe. The leader pointed at Chu Hao and yelled, "It's him! Get him!"

The boss and Little Yue turned pale.

Chu Hao was playing games when he suddenly heard the disturbance. Curious, he looked up, expecting a show.

Instead, he saw a group of people armed with knives and sticks, looking ferocious as they approached him. He felt utterly frustrated.

Chu Hao muttered, "What have I done to deserve this?"

Chu Hao lashed out with his foot, sending the first person who charged at him flying into a computer. Then, he moved swiftly and cleanly, knocking down everyone else who rushed at him. They were left wailing on the ground.

The boss and Little Yue were utterly stunned.

Chu Hao stepped on the leader's hand, causing a CRACK. He then lit a cigarette and said coldly, "You pieces of trash think you can mess with me? Who sent you?"

The man screamed, his fingers feeling as if they were about to break. He blurted out, "No, no one sent me! You stole my girlfriend!"

Chu Hao was even more baffled. I stole your girlfriend? Are you out of your mind?

"Who is your girlfriend?"

The young man cried out in pain, "Big brother, I won't do it again! Take the woman if you want her, just let us go, please!"

They were all ordinary people. Chu Hao had just swept away their brief moment of intimidation, and none of them dared to fight now.

Chu Hao squatted down and said, "Are you going to talk or not?"

"I'll talk, I'll talk! My girlfriend is Ji Qingqing."

Chu Hao was stunned for a moment. Ji Qingqing?

Chu Hao laughed and cursed, "We haven't even met, have we? Besides, Ji Qingqing isn't my girlfriend."

"Big brother, we... we messed with the wrong person," the guy said helplessly.

Could it really be this simple?

These guys might have looked like punk gangsters, but they had been ruthless earlier, as if they wanted Chu Hao dead.

Chu Hao said indifferently, "You won't tell the truth without a lesson."

Chu Hao drew out the Night Demon Blade. The gleaming long sword's tip pressed down precisely between the man's fingers. Just one gentle flick, and his fingers would be gone.

"Wait! I'll tell the truth!" the man cried out in terror, breaking into a cold sweat. He could sense that Chu Hao was serious.

"A young man paid us to beat you up. We truly didn't know you were this tough!"

Who wants me dead?

Chu Hao's mind raced. These are just ordinary people. If it were an enemy from the Yin and Yang Realm, they wouldn't hire such trash to deal with me. So, it's highly probable they're from outside the Yin and Yang Realm community.

Chu Hao put away the Night Demon Blade and said, "Get up. I'll go with you."

The man dared not utter another word.

Chu Hao took some money from their pockets, threw it to the internet cafe's boss, and asked, "Is this enough to cover the damaged computers?"

"Enough, enough," the boss said, seeing the amount was about ten thousand.

Chu Hao nodded and left with the group.

Only then did the internet cafe attendant, Little Yue, exclaim excitedly, "He... he was so cool just now!"

One man against more than a dozen—how could that not be cool? If I were that powerful when I was young, I would have been invincible.

He followed this group of Shamate to a Late Night Bar. It was already three in the morning, and the bar was still open, truly living up to its name.

When he got there, a person was sitting at the bar whom he didn't recognize at all. He looked very young, probably only about seventeen.

Chu Hao walked straight over, tapped on the bar counter, and said, "So it's you, the one who got these Shamate to trouble me?"

The young man was unflustered, even arrogant. "You're Chu Hao? I'm Zhang Xianfeng. Ji Qingqing is my girlfriend. Now you have two choices: one, take half a million and stay away from Ji Qingqing; or two, get your legs broken right now."

Ji Qingqing's boyfriend?

Chu Hao was puzzled. Why would Ji Qingqing's boyfriend be looking for me?

But this kid was very arrogant because, around the Late Night Bar, several people—all Zhang Xianfeng's men—were eyeing Chu Hao with ill intent.

As Chu Hao approached, figures emerged one by one from the shadows of the Late Night Bar—a good seven or eight burly bodyguards.

Zhang Xianfeng, feeling secure, said with brimming confidence, "Now, make your choice."

Chu Hao asked, "What has Ji Qingqing told you?"

Zhang Xianfeng snorted coldly, "What makes you think you're worthy of Ji Qingqing? You've pissed me off now. Make your choice, or you won't be walking out of this Late Night Bar."

Chu Hao slapped him and cursed, "Are you crazy?"

The slap was sudden and caught everyone off guard, sending the young man tumbling to the ground.

The surrounding bodyguards were shocked and rushed forward, fierce and menacing—they were not ordinary Shamate.

The outcome was obvious: Chu Hao quickly took them all down. He walked up to Zhang Xianfeng and said, "You came looking for trouble with me but didn't even bother to find out who Brother Hao is. Seeing how arrogant you are, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable-ski if I didn't slap you a few times?"

Zhang Xianfeng saw with his own eyes how Chu Hao knocked down all the bodyguards in one go. His eyes were almost bulging out.

Chu Hao grabbed him and started slapping him repeatedly. The SMACK SMACK sounds drowned out the music of the Late Night Bar.

Before long, Zhang Xianfeng's head had swollen up like Pig Head Brother's.

"Young Master!" one bodyguard, lying on the ground, watched his young master getting beaten, utterly powerless.

Chu Hao frowned. The System didn't play the 'successful pretentiousness' notification sound. Am I not being pretentious enough? Being pretentious is getting more difficult now. This won't do. I need to figure out this 'preparation mode.'

So, Chu Hao let Zhang Xianfeng down and even patted the dust off his clothes, saying, "Sorry about that. I've been very irritable lately. It's just your bad luck running into me."

The sudden change left Zhang Xianfeng somewhat baffled. His face was swollen as he cried, "Don't... don't hit me anymore."

Chu Hao patted his shoulder and said gently, "I won't hit you."

Zhang Xianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, assuming Chu Hao must have had second thoughts. "My family is very powerful. If you let me go, they won't trouble you."

Do kids these days all cause trouble for their families like this? Always bringing up their family background at the slightest provocation.

Chu Hao said with feigned surprise, "What sort of background does your family have?"

Zhang Xianfeng took a deep breath, believing his guess was correct. "A strong social background. Ji Qingqing and I grew up together. If you have any self-awareness, stay away from her."

Little did he expect, Chu Hao smacked him again.

That slap made Zhang Xianfeng's head buzz. He squatted on the ground, clutching his face in pain.

"DING... Host has succeeded in being pretentious, awarded 2000 Pretentiousness Points."

Chu Hao was startled. Why are there Pretentiousness Points now when there weren't any before?