Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 1010 - 585: Mr. Yang, It’s Cold—Let Me Put a Coat on You_2
"If you don’t jump off the rooftop today... I’ll consider you a real man."
"Hehe~ Let’s go!"
Boss Biao neither took action nor called the police and simply decided to leave with his men.
Suddenly, the principal’s face was drenched with sweat.
He understood... this was going to privately kill Lin Bai.
Lin Bai wouldn’t be able to leave this school.
As the students whispered among themselves, Lin Bai picked up the microphone and coldly said:
"Hold on, did I say you could go?"
Principal: "?"
Everyone: "??"
Boss Biao also abruptly turned around, incredulously, his tiger-like eyes staring at Lin Bai.
"Young brat, are you talking to me?"
This almost scared Lin Bai, but recalling that mysterious person... courage surged through Lin Bai’s body once more.
If he’s going to die, then he’s not afraid of death, why fear anything else!
"Kneel before me!"
Lin Bai shouted in anger.
The entire school fell silent; it was as if they had heard the most unbelievable words.
Even Boss Biao’s bodyguards, who initially thought they were just scaring the students, were angry.
Immediately, someone rushed to pin Lin Bai down.
Boss Biao said viciously: "I’ll make sure you die in pain... I’m this."
He pointed his thumb downwards, his face twisted with ferocity.
A mere student, dare to speak to him this way.
He couldn’t help but think he had turned over a new leaf all these years, and Niu City had forgotten his name.
Cutthroat King A Biao!
As they were about to act, a voice blasted from outside through a megaphone.
"Everyone on the stage, hands on your head, kneel down!"
Soon after, little red dots began appearing on the faces of Boss Biao and his men.
Outside the school, a group of armed police quickly entered.
Once the red dots hit them, the fierce-looking bodyguards immediately wilted, their legs weakened, and they fell to their knees.
Boss Biao, after all these turbulent years... had never seen anything like this.
He was just someone who followed others in hacking people, but this was, dammit, counter-terrorism!!!
Instantly, everyone knelt down.
Boss Biao also shivered and got to his knees.
The only one standing on stage... was Lin Bai.
All the teachers and students looked at Lin Bai, as if they were looking at a deity.
"How did he manage that?"
He was just a regular bullied coward!
Then, a group of officers holding arrest warrants entered.
"Shen Longbiao, chairman of Dragon Might Real Estate, suspected of multiple murder cases, tax evasion, engaging in violent activities, this is your warrant..."
"Principal Meng Hong, suspected of corruption, colluding with criminal gangs, abusing underage students, you’re under arrest..."
"Vice-principal Zhang Xiaohong suspected of being involved in the incident of student Gu Bingshuo from Third High jumping off a building three months ago..."
"Dean Wang Feng dereliction of duty..."
All related personnel were taken in for investigation.
As the light poured down, Lin Bai stood entirely bathed in sunlight, a pair of extraordinary eyes gleaming, seemingly the most beautiful eyes in the world.
Those beauty product companies could never produce such a masterpiece.
"His eyes are really beautiful..."
"He always walks with his head down, I haven’t noticed them in so long."
"I declare, Lin Bai is my idol!"
At this moment, a student suddenly whispered:
"Hey? I remember... at the beginning, it was because Lin Bai’s eye color was different... that they wanted to beat him."
Lin Bai, born with unique eyes.
He looked up toward the sunlight and saw the person sitting on the balcony... waving at him.
Like a deity.
The next day, Lin Bai dropped out, placing an urn at his home.
"This is your son Lin Bai... he already jumped to his death."
Amidst his father’s questioning and angry voice, he left Niu City without looking back...
....
Quan City.
First People’s Hospital.
"Qiao Jianlu, your bone marrow is a match for your brother’s. Are you willing to donate your bone marrow to your brother?"
"I am willing."
"Great... prepare yourself, I’ll schedule the surgery for you."
Qiao Jianlu sat on the hospital’s waiting chair, finally feeling like she could breathe a sigh of relief.
The car accident that took her parents’ lives had already been a massive blow to her, and her brother, whom she relied on for companionship, has always been frail and ill, until last week when he suddenly fell into a coma. A hospital checkup revealed... leukemia.
It was a severe setback for the already unfortunate duo.
Qiao Jianlu, just 18 years old this year, was supposed to be enjoying her fresh college life, but the death of her parents last year left the family without an economic source.
Qiao Jianlu dropped out in her senior year to work and support her brother who was in middle school.
Siblings relying on each other, they never expected... misfortunes to multiply upon them.
Fortunately, the bone marrow was a match, offering Qiao Jianlu a chance to save her brother.
But holding the bill, she realized the successful match was just the first step to saving her brother.
Every following step required a significant amount of money.
"Where am I going to get this much money..."
Qiao Jianlu thought of loans, borrowing, fundraising... she had to try everything.
In the hospital, a middle-aged man noticed the pitiful Qiao Jianlu.
"Hello, Miss... Are you facing any difficulties?"
Qiao Jianlu seemed accustomed to roadside soliciting, shaking her head.
"It’s nothing."
The middle-aged man insisted: "If you’re facing any difficulties... you can tell me, maybe I can help you..."
"No need, thank you."
Qiao Jianlu hurriedly left, but the man grabbed her hand, just as she was about to shout, the middle-aged man placed a business card in her hand and released it.
A smile appeared on his face: "Miss, this is my business card, I think your appearance would fit our company’s recruitment needs very well... if you need money, you might want to consider it."
Qiao Jianlu hastily left with the business card.
Written on it were four words: Litchi Media.
A week later...
Qiao Jianlu dialed the number.
"I need money..."
"Hehe~ At Litchi Media, we’re looking for girls like you to join us... as long as you sign the contract, we can advance you part of the payment... don’t feel burdened, our films are all distributed overseas... won’t be seen domestically."
If she wanted to save her brother, she had to take the plunge.
Qiao Jianlu’s gaze was momentarily lost... she looked at her brother in the hospital room holding an orange and watching her.
"Sis, will I survive?"
"Yes, you definitely will... sis will do whatever it takes to keep you alive..."
Her expression gradually turned resolute, but just as she was about to agree...
A large hand covered her phone.
"Perhaps there’s another way to live with more dignity..."
Tian Zhe smiled slightly, looking at this uniquely enchanting girl with a hint of awe.
Such a distinct girl... she wasn’t traditionally beautiful, but exuded an innate allure, unknowingly, but constantly present.
This was her unique charm.
...
"So that’s it... you’re doing a Song Jiang cosplay for me here?"
Yang Genshuo listened to Tian Zhe’s story and finally understood what selecting ’Death Soldiers’ meant.
Let the filial fulfill their duty, the oppressed seek revenge, and those burdened with responsibility support their family!
A gust of wind blew by, making Yang Genshuo shiver.
This Tian Zhe... really has something.
At this moment, You Xianqi Group’s top Song Jiang cosplayer Tian Zhe didn’t know where she pulled out a yellow jacket from and handed it to Qiao Jianlu.
She walked over slowly, speaking gently:
"Mr. Yang, it’s cold, let me put a jacket on you..."
