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Chapter 1427 Qin Hao's Return Gift

Chapter 1428 Qin Hao's Return Gift
For Qin Hao and Ailiya, it was as if nothing had happened today.

However, this might not be the case for Jason.

The joys and sorrows of this world are not shared by all.

Down the mountain, the city's dazzling lights resembled a vast, unfolding Milky Way.

It felt like two different worlds compared to the brief conflict that had just ended on the mountain.

Qin Hao's car merged into the traffic; his destination was the upscale bar he had booked.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in a luxuriously decorated, soundproof private study.

Jason was holding a glass of newly mixed whiskey that the bartender had just prepared.

A faint, smug smile played on his lips as he glanced at the clock, waiting for good news.

I don't know if it was a certain singer who gave him this confidence, but now Jason imagines a video of Qin Hao looking disheveled and begging for mercy on his knees.

Or at least a phone call from a subordinate reporting that the mission was successful.

He had even planned how to subtly humiliate the other person with this incident the next time they met.

Just then, the screen of his encrypted phone on the table lit up, indicating that a new message had been received.

Jason's smile deepened as he slowly put down his glass and picked up his phone.

"The efficiency is not bad."

It hadn't been long, he muttered to himself, as he opened the message.

The first thing that pops up is a short, shaky video.

The lighting in the picture is very dim, and the background appears to be a mountain roadside.

The camera panned across him, showing him hiring his henchmen, especially the small-time leader with a scar on his face whom he vaguely remembered.

He was lying on the ground in a very contorted position, groaning in pain.

Some people were rolling around, some were hugging their arms, and some were clutching their stomachs; all of them had completely lost the ability to move.

Qin Hao's car, which should have been smashed, was completely intact and no longer in its original location.

Jason's smile froze instantly, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Before he could even process the impactful visuals, the accompanying audio message started playing automatically.

Qin Hao's mocking voice came over at that moment.

The voice was familiar, yet it echoed coldly and clearly in the quiet study.

"Jason, I received your greeting, but it's too light, not even enough to fill a tooth gap."

"Next time, send someone decent. Don't keep wasting the medical expenses of these lowly scoundrels."

After the audio finished playing, the study fell into a deathly silence.

Only the phone screen remained lit, frozen on the face of a thug contorted in pain.

This scene seemed like a silent mockery of Jason.

Oh shit!

Jason really wanted to swear!

"Snapped!"

He slammed his phone down hard on the expensive mahogany desk, making a loud bang!
The phone screen is also cracked.

His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably. At first, he couldn't believe it, but after accepting the news, he was immediately consumed by overwhelming rage.

The smugness and composure I felt just moments ago have vanished without a trace.

Jason's face turned bright red, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

He forced out those words through gritted teeth.

What a bunch of rubbish!
So many people couldn't do anything to Qin Hao and one woman!
That's right, he had investigated Qin Hao and Ailiya's whereabouts beforehand.

Jason only allowed these men to advance after confirming that they had no bodyguards with them.

In reality, these people were no match for him at all. This was the point Jason should have realized, but he just didn't know it.

He had painstakingly arranged these appetizers, intending to give Qin Hao a warning, dampen his arrogance, and hopefully get some leverage over him.

Unexpectedly, not only was he easily defeated by the other party, but he also became the tool for the other party to humiliate him!

Especially that slightly sarcastic tone, which, through the words, made him hear every single one, like a resounding slap across his face.

The phrase "Send someone decent next time," in particular, was filled with undisguised contempt.

It was as if they were mocking Jason for having no one to rely on, and for only ordering around low-class people.

There's also a recording... That scarred idiot must have been tricked into saying something!

Given Qin Hao's intelligence, it's not impossible for him to do this.

Yes, Jason admitted that his left and right hemispheres were fighting each other.

On the one hand, he didn't want to admit that Qin Hao had any intelligence, which is why he sent over a few brainless thugs.

On the other hand, he was also worried that Qin Hao's intelligence would overwhelm them and get information out of them.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to find his contact information so accurately, especially using video and voice messages sent from his phone.

Before the incident, he watched as the group of thugs deleted their chat history and told them to send a message only after the deed was done.

Once Jason considered this possibility, his face turned even uglier, almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

If Qin Hao really recorded the evidence that identified him... then he will be completely put on the defensive.

This situation is not conducive to Jason's subsequent plans.

He also knew very well that Qin Hao was actually a very shrewd person.

You can tell from his understanding of Qin Hao's past, but he's unwilling to admit it.

This situation is actually quite common; you always hope that your opponent is not as smart as you.

It's such a simple statement, but often this arrogance actually reveals a deep-seated inferiority complex, ultimately leading to a crushing defeat.

"asshole!"

He suddenly swung his arm, sweeping the expensive whiskey, which he had barely taken a few sips of, off the table along with the glass!
Wine and shards of glass splattered everywhere, staining the expensive gold-threaded carpet.

At this moment, Jason no longer cared about anything else.

Because he has a lot of troublesome things to deal with next, which is already enough to give him a headache.

At the same time, his chest heaved violently.

Jason stared intently at the phone screen on the table, which had gone dark and was cracked in several places, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister look.

Discontinued?
Test?

Now it seems like he's just a clown who brought shame upon himself!

Qin Hao not only easily thwarted his tactics, but also turned the tables on him, displaying an extremely arrogant attitude.

This was not the game start he had envisioned at all.

what to do? what to do?
A profound sense of frustration and anger at being provoked gnawed at his reason like venomous snakes.

He took a few deep breaths to calm his turbulent emotions, but to little avail. He walked to the window and looked at the city's night view outside, but his eyes were unfocused.

After a long while, he slowly walked back to his desk, looked at the messy floor, his face still ashen, but his violent anger had subsided slightly and was not as obvious as before.

Instead, it transforms into a deeper coldness and ruthlessness.

He wants revenge.

The goal is to make Qin Hao lose the initiative.

We must not let the other party continue like this, otherwise he will be the one who suffers.

We can no longer rely on stillness to control movement.

He picked up another phone and dialed a number.

After the call connected, he remained silent for a few seconds before giving a cold, suppressed command in his voice.

"Clean up the mess left by those good-for-nothings before, don't leave any loose ends."

"besides……"

He paused, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"Find me someone new! A truly professional one! Price is not an issue!"

"I don't want a lesson, I want results! Even if I can't kill him, I want to get back the evidence he has against me."

After hanging up the phone, Jason looked out the window again, his fingers gripping the window frame tightly.

He received Qin Hao's return gift.

He remembered this humiliation.

In the next round, we will definitely not be so amateurish again; some money still cannot be saved.

He will make Qin Hao pay a heavy price for his arrogance today.

He hadn't even considered killing Qin Hao before; he just wanted to teach him a lesson and then film some videos to humiliate him, as a kind of fun.

And now he has considered killing Qin Hao.

But he also felt that this was a difficult task, so his main goal was still to get the recording back.

If we could really kill Qin Hao, that would be excellent.

I didn't think about killing him before because I felt it would be difficult to deal with him afterward.

This is why he had already arranged for people in Lanzhou to try to thwart Qin Hao's mining plans, but he didn't intend to kill him.

But now, with the auction incident and Qin Hao really angering him, no matter how difficult it is to handle, he has to make the other party pay the price.

When these wealthy people gain power that they don't actually possess because of their money, their thinking becomes quite insane.

It's like—human beings can no longer rely on their own strength to restrain their madness.

As night deepened, the city's neon lights continued to flicker.

In front of the upscale bar, Hexing, located in the city center.

Qin Hao parked his car in the private driveway in front of the upscale bar he had booked.

When you make a reservation at a high-end bar like this, you also reserve a parking space in front of the bar.

This parking space is exclusively for you; no other car can park in it except yours.

The advantage of doing this is that it regulates the order on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can also ensure that clownish incidents such as fighting for parking spaces do not occur.

This will greatly damage the image of a high-end bar.

Nowadays, people are no longer satisfied with low-quality places; they prefer high-end hotels, high-end internet cafes, high-end bars, and so on.

Everything is supposed to be high-end.

Merchants often use this tactic to increase prices in their stores, but such places do indeed offer better service and a higher standard of living.

The waiter quickly stepped forward and respectfully opened the car door.

Qin Hao got out of the car first, dressed in a well-tailored suit, with an indifferent expression.

Who could imagine that this man had just been through a major battle?
The conflict that just happened in the mountains was just a minor incident.

He walked around to the other side and, in a very gentlemanly manner, extended his hand to Aria inside the car.

Ailiya smiled sweetly, placed her slender hand in his palm, and gracefully stepped out of the car.

She wore a royal blue dress tonight, which made her skin look as white as snow and her figure graceful.

Her chestnut-brown long hair was slightly curled and fell over her smooth shoulders; her features were as exquisite as a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Especially her blue eyes, which, under the changing purple-red lights at the bar entrance, shimmered with a captivating, understated beauty.

She naturally took Qin Hao's arm, and the two were very affectionate, clearly in the throes of a passionate romance.

The two of them walked into the bar together.

Just then, the door was pushed open rather roughly from the inside.

A wave of heat, a mixture of strong smoke, alcohol, perfume, and clamor, hit me.

A group of men and women escorted a young man who was clearly drunk as he walked out.

The man was dressed in expensive clothes, his collar was askew, and his face was flushed with drunkenness.

He is the only son of a very powerful local CEO, and a notorious playboy in the industry.

At this moment, he had a woman on each arm, both with glamorous makeup and revealing clothes. These women were second-tier celebrities often seen in entertainment news, with excellent figures and faces that looked like they had been sculpted.

Behind them were several men and women dressed similarly, along with a few bodyguards; the group was quite large.

The two groups of people happened to brush past each other at the door.

The drunken CEO son, who had been squinting and walking unsteadily, his gaze aimlessly sweeping over the breasts of his female companion, suddenly froze when it passed over Aria.

Alcohol amplified his senses.

Arya possessed a beauty unlike the other women around him, a beauty that blended exotic charm with a cold and aloof aura.

Like a sudden burst of energy before death after taking cephalosporin while drunk, it brought a brief moment of clarity to his muddled mind.

"Woo grass?"

These two characters are pronounced in the third tone.

Immediately afterwards, he almost instinctively broke free from his female companion, staggered a step, and stood in front of Ailiya and Qin Hao.

"Hey... beautiful lady, you look unfamiliar?"

He was stammering, trying hard to appear charming, but his eyes were unmistakably glued to Arya's face.

"Would you do me the honor of coming in for a drink? Or... somewhere else? My treat."

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