Universe's Ultimate BOSS 39 I Need a Mask Before I Go to the Stree

Wang Hao took a deep breath and curved his lips. He put on Little Slut's Smile, his ultimate skill against women.

Something fell to the ground heavily from a tree. The whole world was quiet at this moment.

All the females, both those next to Wang Hao and those who were watching the livestream, could see nothing but that most wicked smile, which was etched into their brains and could not be wiped clean.

The women who often went to nightclubs found it to be the most charming smile in this world. They fell in love with the high school student instantly.

All they could think of was that they had to sleep with him no matter what it might cost.

After a while, the world was back to normal, except that everybody was shouting.

"Did you see that? That's Wang Hao, a scoundrel of scoundrels! His smile has said everything."

"It can't be! That must be an illusion! How could Wang Hao have smiled so wickedly?"

"Girls, wake up! Wang Hao is not anything like you imagined! He's a combination of beast and scoundrel."

"I'm the owner of Tianyang Bar. I like this boy. I will give ten million to whoever brings him to me!"

"You're only paying ten million for him? Dream on! I'm offering a hundred million to sleep with Wang Hao!"

"As long as he comes to the Heiming Society, he can be the boss, and I'll be his wife and take care of his children…"

"You have slept with too many men. Wang Hao certainly does not want you. I've only slept with a hundred. As long as Wang Hao comes to me, I swear that I'll stop fooling around…"

"Are you kidding me? Why are the bad girls all out?"

"Wang Hao is screwed. He's definitely going to be drained by those women."

"They will be doing the people a favor. However, it's not a bad ending for Wang Hao to die on top of a woman…"

Because of Wang Hao's smile, people's impression of him changed, and his fans had different thoughts.

The guys of the No. 11 High School also jumped out, trying to talk sense into these lost souls.

Su Mu frowned as he watched Wang Hao's smile, which seemed to be some sort of mental attack. However, he had never seen any mental attack that could be launched on such a large scale.

How did he do it? His legacy seems rather sophisticated.

Su Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about that. It didn't matter how Wang Hao learned this stuff. He was never interested in other people's secrets.

What he needed to do was to help Wang Hao grow as fast as possible. Otherwise, once those nobles learned of his progress, they would deal with Wang Hao through all kinds of dirty methods and prevent him from growing up.

〈〈Ding-dong. The host has been acknowledged as a villain. Reward: 10 Villain Points…

〈〈Ding-dong. The host has been acknowledged as a bitch. Reward: 10 Villain Points…

〈〈…Reward: 10 points…

〈〈Ding-dong. Congratulations. The host has won 350,000 Villain Points in total.〉〉

How many!?

Wang Hao was stunned. All the ten points amounted to 350,000 points in total?

〈〈System reminder: Thirty-five thousand people despise the host and believe that the host is not anything decent.〉〉

Wang Hao raised his head to the sky. Fine. Thirty-five thousand people was not a large number since there were billions of people on Earth.

The feeling was too great!

One Little Slut's Smile has gotten me so many points. It's obvious that I'm world famous now. Wang Hao realized that he needed to wear a mask before he went to the street in case anyone recognized him and threw rotten eggs at him.

In the meantime, Xia Weiwei and Le Xuan quietly stepped back and kept a distance from Wang Hao.

They wouldn't forget that wicked smile for the rest of their lives.

Xia Weiwei, in particular, had seen the wicked smile three times. She remembered how the smile popped up in her nightmares and woke her up late at night after she saw it.

Having no time to bother with what they were thinking, Wang Hao reached Xue Qianqin with his giant sword. His eyes were so cold and suffocating that anything he saw was almost frozen.

Suddenly, Wang Hao's pupils constricted, and he stomped on the ground and flew backward quickly. In the meantime, he darted his level-two dagger at Xue Qianqin's thigh.

"Ahhhh…" Xue Qianqin moaned in pain.

Also, Wang Hao wielded his giant sword and left a few wounds on Xue Qianqin, depriving her of her combat ability.

"Jerk, what… are… you… doing?" Xia Weiwei was about to scold Wang Hao, but her head suddenly became dizzy, and she fell to the ground.

"Weiwei!" Greatly surprised, Le Xuan approached her, but she too collapsed before she reached her.

"Why is this happening? Didn't we take the antidote?" Xia Weiwei clenched her fists but could not exert any strength.

Wang Hao came to Xue Qianqin again. He pointed the giant sword at her and said coldly, "You've lost. Give me the antidote!"

"The antidote?" Xia Weiwei looked at Xia Weiwei curiously. Shouldn't Xue Qianqin be saying that? It was not she who used the poison, was it?

"You are a Dark Spirit!" Le Xuan stared at a black star on Xue Qianqin's forehead, which was a unique mark of the Dark Spirits. No wonder Wang Hao attacked Xue Qianqin just now.

"She's a Dark Spirit?" Xia Weiwei exclaimed.

The Dark Spirits were special people who were immune to all poisons and could even concentrate poisons on the black star on their forehead.

When needed, the poisons could be unleashed instantly.

In the meantime, the poisons could also place the cells inside their body in a state of fake death, making it impossible to tell whether they were dead or alive. Even the Perceivers could not detect them.

So, it was well-acknowledged that the Dark Spirits were natural-born assassins when they put on advanced Stealth Cloaks. Nobody could avoid their assassination attempts.

Xue Qianqin coughed and said, "If you know that I'm a Dark Spirit, you should know that I do not have any antidote."

Xia Weiwei glared at Xia Weiwei angrily. "Why did you poison us if you didn't have the antidote?"

"Weiwei, don't be anxious." Le Xuan tried to soothe her. "If Xue Qianqin intended to kill us, we would've been dead. The poison is not fatal but only limits our mobility."

"Where are your partners?" Wang Hao asked Xue Qianqin curiously.

Xue Qianqin replied gloomily, "They were defeated by Zhuo Chao. I only survived the disaster with the gifts of the Dark Spirit and my Level-Two Stealth Cloak."

Wang Hao raised his eyebrow. This mecha player, Zhuo Chao, was truly something!

Suddenly, Wang Hao was stunned. A Level-Two Stealth Cloak? Did Xue Qianqin just say that she survived the disaster with a Level-Two Stealth Cloak?

Chapter end