70: Section 70

Qin Hao finally reacted. Everything that happened today was such a coincidence; Xiao Fan must have been manipulating things behind the scenes.

Those burly men were clearly Grandmaster-level experts. What decent person who is a Grandmaster would resort to robbery?

And it just so happened that they robbed him.

Qin Hao felt a chill run down his spine, and he even began to doubt whether he could contend with Xiao Fan.

Seeing Qin Hao remain silent, the others assumed he was feeling guilty.

They began to lay hands on Qin Hao.

But at this moment, Qin Hao was like a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

Facing the punches and kicks from the Qin Family members, Qin Hao retaliated without hesitation.

Qin Zhen, the strongest among them, was only at the fifth stage of Houtian, so how could he be a match for Qin Hao?

In just a few moves, Qin Hao had beaten him black and blue.

"Rebellion! Rebellion! Qin Hao, how dare you strike an elder? My Qin Family can no longer tolerate you!

I will now erase your name from the Qin Family's ancestral register!"

Qin Zhen said fiercely, covering his bruised left eye.

"Do as you please. Now, all of you get out. If anyone dares to come again, I won't go so easy next time."

Facing Qin Zhen's threat, Qin Hao was fearless.

They were already bankrupt, so why were they still putting on airs with him?

"You..."

Qin Zhen still wanted to say something.

But seeing Qin Hao's fist, which was as big as a sandbag, he could only lead the Qin Family members away dejectedly.

"Godfather, what should I do?"

Qin Hao fell into confusion and could only turn to ask Tang Long.

"Waste, with your strength, are you still afraid of not being able to get money? Do I need to teach you such a small matter?"

Tang Long was almost infuriated by Qin Hao. He had the strength of a Xiantian realm expert but lacked any brains.

Hearing Tang Long's insult of 'waste,' a hint of murderous intent flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.

He hated it most when others called him that, even if that person was his Godfather!

However, he didn't have the strength to fall out with Tang Long yet, so he could only humble himself and say,

"Please, Godfather, guide me!"

Chapter 62: Traitor Qing Long

"Since you have asked so sincerely, I shall mercifully tell you."

As a Martial Saint of an era, Tang Long was naturally not a benevolent person.

"Why don't you also go rob, just like those Grandmasters today?"

"Yes, yes, Godfather makes a good point."

Qin Hao: I thank you.

He had originally thought Tang Long had some good idea, but he didn't expect such a terrible suggestion.

Times had changed; a Xiantian realm expert couldn't even withstand bullets now.

If he got caught, he would definitely be spending a few years in prison working on a sewing machine.

Hmm?

Qin Hao suddenly realized.

Tang Long was clearly present when he was being beaten, but he had been playing dead the whole time.

This made his hatred for Tang Long even deeper.

"I can only borrow some money from my best friend first."

Fortunately, Qin Hao's home still had a landline, even though it was a product of a bygone era.

But he could still make calls.

"Brother Hao, what do you need me for?"

"Junhao, how have I treated you usually?"

"That's certainly very well, Brother Hao. Just tell me what's on your mind."

Kong Junhao had seen through Qin Hao; he didn't believe Qin Hao would call him for no reason.

Every time Qin Hao looked for him before, it was to be his wingman for picking up girls.

In reality, it was just to step on him to show off in front of beauties.

"Brother wants to borrow some money from you..."

Qin Hao felt a little nervous. If Kong Junhao didn't have money, he would surely lose two pounds from hunger tomorrow.

"Brother Hao, isn't your family quite wealthy? Why would you..."

A surge of nameless anger rose within Kong Junhao. He had considered many possibilities for why Qin Hao would contact him.

But he never expected Qin Hao to actually ask him for money.

He had just asked Qin Hao for money yesterday, and Qin Hao wouldn't lend it to him. Where did he get the nerve to ask him now?

"Sigh, don't even mention it. My family went bankrupt, and I now have nothing.

Junhao, you wouldn't disown me as a brother, would you?"

Qin Hao said tentatively.

"How could I? We promised to be good brothers for life."

After saying this, Kong Junhao tightly covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud.

He still had to complete Xiao Fan's mission, so he couldn't let his cover be blown.

It took a while for Kong Junhao to compose himself. "Brother Hao, I still have a few hundred yuan on me. I'll lend it all to you."

"Good brother, I didn't misjudge you. Don't worry, in the future, if I have a bite of meat, you'll have a sip of soup.

Just note down my card number and transfer it to me later: 6282..."

Although the money in the card had been transferred out, at least the card was still there.

"Alright, Brother Hao, I'll transfer it to you right away."

After hanging up the phone, Kong Junhao took out his phone and transferred 400 yuan to Qin Hao.

He had originally wanted to transfer 250, but he was afraid Qin Hao would notice and fall out with him.

"I have money for tomorrow's meal, but it's still not enough to be safe..."

Qin Hao's mind raced, and suddenly a brilliant plan emerged in his mind.

"I really am a genius. I'll do just that!"

..."Young Master, the phone number has been found."

Qing Yuan took out a piece of paper with the phone number written on it from her bosom and handed it to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan took the paper; it still carried a faint fragrance.

"Qing Yuan, have you considered finding a partner? Would you like me to introduce someone to you?"

Looking at the serious Qing Yuan, Xiao Fan couldn't help but tease her.

"Thank you for Young Master's kindness, but Qing Yuan does not wish to consider this."

Facing Xiao Fan's teasing, Qing Yuan still maintained a serious expression.

"However, if Young Master desires it, Qing Yuan is willing to offer herself."

Xiao Fan really wanted to ask her how she could say such audacious words with a straight face.

"No, no, you should go out first."

Although... but... a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its own burrow.

"Yes."

Qing Yuan turned and left Xiao Fan's bedroom.

Watching Qing Yuan's graceful figure disappear around the corner, Xiao Fan murmured softly,

"It seems it's not entirely out of the question."

Shaking his head and casting aside distracting thoughts, Xiao Fan dialed the number on the white paper.

"Good morning, Qing Long."