There’re Always Paranoid Thoughts to Monopolize Me - Chapter 17.3

Gao Hao was well aware that after tonight, Qin Ke would definitely not have any possibility of getting close to him.

The little greedy thought in his heart twisted like a corroded vine, slowly tightening around his entire heart. A voice seemed to whisper in his ear, telling him, “This is your last chance to get close to the beauty,” tempting him to take a step forward involuntarily.

Gao Hao’s thoughts were crystal clear to Qin Ke with just one glance.

She frowned with disgust.

“Senior, I advise you not to entertain inappropriate thoughts.”

“I didn’t mean anything, Junior sister Qin.”

Gao Hao finally dropped the pretense. The girl’s expression of disgust pricked at him, prompting him to quicken his pace—he walked towards her in long strides and reached out his hand.

He smiled.

“But do you know where we are? Just a shabby little house—whatever happens here, no one will know.”

Qin Ke moved lightly, stepping back.

Her eyes turned cold.

“That’s not necessarily true.”

——

By now, at most in a minute, Gu Xinqing would rush over with Wu Qingyue.

However, Gao Hao clearly underestimated Qin Ke’s determination and confidence.

He thought this was just the girl’s unwilling struggle, and his smile grew more arrogant.

“You’re smart, really, Qin Ke. You impress me with your intelligence. But there’s one thing you’re wrong about—you shouldn’t have exposed it tonight. Whether it’s me or Qin Yan, if you hadn’t exposed it, maybe I wouldn’t have done anything to you.”

Gao Hao strode over, looking nonchalant.

“When push comes to shove, you won’t be good to me anymore. So, why should I bother pretending to be nice to you?”

Gao Hao snorted, his expression turning sinister.

“Even if I do something to you tonight, you won’t dare to talk about it tomorrow unless…” His voice turned hoarse as he laughed, pushing Qin Ke towards the corner near the door. “Unless, you don’t care about your reputation, and you’re not afraid of being talked about for the rest of your life.”

“…”

Cornered with no way out, Qin Ke lowered her eyes slowly.

After a few seconds, she rubbed her wrist.

Although she hadn’t gone through the three years of devil training in the art high school in this life, which made her body weaker, she had reviewed the grappling and counter-grappling techniques from her past life during the summer vacation.

This was her true trump card that she dared to gamble on.

But only if absolutely necessary.

She really didn’t want to reveal this trump card…

Qin Ke lifted her eyes slightly, looking at Gao Hao with a cold gaze.

“You wouldn’t want to do this.”

Gao Hao grinned grimly, just as it was Qin Ke’s dying struggle. He reached out and grabbed the girl’s wrist——

“Qin Ke, you might as well accept your fate.”

As he was about to make a move, a loud “bang” suddenly exploded in their ears.

Accompanied by this alarming sound, the glass window next to the door, old and rusted at the edges, was punched through by someone.

——

Countless shards of glass fell, creating dazzling lights in the long lamp’s shadows.

Both people in the room were startled by this commotion.

Qin Ke instinctively stopped her movement.

Someone kicked away the remaining broken glass on the window frame, grabbed the windowsill, flipped over neatly, and jumped in.

The slender legs wrapped in black trousers first appeared in sight, Qin Ke’s eyes flickered with the shimmering glass.

She looked up.

It was not surprising that what she saw was Huo Jun’s cold, pale, and handsome profile. The angular features, the slowly contracting cheekbones, and the sharp curve from the jawline to the slender neck—all confirmed how enraged this madman was at the moment.

Qin Ke felt a bit uneasy.

She was about to say something when she saw Gao Hao, who was already panicking, release her wrist first, then awkwardly step back with a stiff smile.

“Brother Jun….What are you doing here?”

Huo Jun lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He raised his left hand, his gaze following it.

On his pale and slender palm, the glaring red blood, flowing along the palm lines, dripped down, hitting the ground and breaking into petals.

Huo Jun snorted lightly.

As if the hand didn’t belong to him, Huo Jun casually shook off the blood and ignored it. He looked up and walked directly towards Gao Hao.

The slight upturn of his peach blossom eyes carried a terrifying murderous intent during these few steps.

Qin Ke’s expression changed.

“Huo Jun—”

But it was too late.

Almost immediately after her voice trailed off, Gao Hao, scared out of his wits, only managed to let out a scream before Huo Jun, in a fit of rage, kicked him directly in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

Without any hesitation, Huo Jun grabbed Gao Hao by the collar, squeezing so tightly that it was difficult for Gao Hao to breathe—his right hand clenched into a fist, pounding fiercely on Gao Hao’s face one after another.

The first punch turned red.

The next ones bruised purple.

By the time the third punch came down, Gao Hao could barely utter a cry of pain.

“Huo Jun—!”

Qin Ke was on the verge of losing it.

She hurried to rush forward, but just then, from the shattered window outside came Gu Xinqing’s shocked voice—

“Ke Ke!? Ke Ke, are you okay!?”

“Qin Ke?!”

Wu Qingyue’s anxious voice rang out as well.

The lock on the wooden door outside was opened along with the voices, and Wu Qingyue and Gu Xinqing rushed in through the door.

Seeing the scene in the room, both of them were stunned.

When they regained their senses, Wu Qingyue’s face turned grim—

“Huo Jun, let go of him now!”

“…”

Despite everything behind him, Huo Jun seemed completely oblivious.

Moreover, from the moment he entered until now, he hadn’t uttered a single word.

But those relentless and terrifying punches seemed aimed at taking Gao Hao’s life.

Gu Xinqing was also stunned.

“Huo Jun!!”

Wu Qingyue raised his voice, almost shouting, as he hurried forward to pull the two apart.

However, when he was just half a meter away from Huo Jun, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Wu Qingyue’s pupils contracted sharply.

“Huo Jun, put down that thing now!”

“!”

Just as Qin Ke had momentarily relaxed due to Wu Qingyue’s intervention, she suddenly froze.

She remembered something and glanced towards the window, her face turning pale.

Qin Ke stepped forward.

——

Under their gaze, Huo Jun held a razor-sharp piece of glass, pressing it against Gao Hao’s neck.

His cold, pale, and handsome profile now had veins bulging on his forehead, showcasing his terrifying anger.

Huo Jun leaned down with an expressionless face and dark eyes.

In Gao Hao’s incomprehensible pleading, he sneered coldly, his eyes looking like he was seeing a dead man.

“Wanna touch her?”

Each word was pronounced with emphasis, and his lips curled into a chilling smile, sounding like a whisper:

“How many lives do you have?”

With the lingering tone, the glass shard pressed down abruptly.

A line of blood appeared instantly.