bodyguard against fate

Chapter 44 Reversing the Heavenly Order

Not many people flooded into the live stream, less than a hundred. It was Lao Zheng's first time doing a live stream, and he was a little at a loss, not knowing what to say.

What are you livestreaming?

"What time does it start?"

Some netizens have already asked about this in the live chat.

"What do you want to see?" Old Zheng asked.

"Let's break a boulder on our chest."

"I want to see a mentally ill woman taking a bath, is that possible?"

It seems that normal beauties can no longer satisfy this guy's taste.

"None of these are available."

After listening to Feng Weida's advice, Lao Zheng went back and thought about it for two nights before finally daring to take the plunge. He hadn't figured out what to broadcast in the mental hospital until one day he saw a video on a passerby's phone where someone posted an online plea for help. A thought flashed through Lao Zheng's mind: Why not broadcast the 20-year-long feud between me and He Yong?

For the past twenty years, Lao Zheng has never thought he was wrong, and He Yong has always insisted that he was right. Why not let netizens act as judges and make a ruling? Let's see if Lao Zheng has been wronged for twenty years, or if He Yong is right and has no faults.

After coming up with this idea, Lao Zheng instantly felt his blood boil. He didn't know if justice would be absent, but this bastard was always late and a habitual offender. This time, he was going to give him a good beating!

"Would you like to watch the live stream of him taking revenge?" Old Zheng asked.

"Who will avenge us?"

"A mentally ill person seeking revenge?"

"How does a mentally ill person take revenge, by dismembering them into eight pieces?"

Old Zheng felt these netizens were being unreasonable: "It starts at 2:30."

Old Zheng checked his phone and estimated when He Yong would arrive. This phone was stolen from Dean Gao; Old Zheng hadn't had a phone since he came out.

"What's that axe on the table for?"

This generation of netizens has a sharp eye; they don't even overlook the background props.

"They're not really going to kill me, are they? I'm scared—"

Old Zheng quietly moved the axe out of the frame.

"Is this really a mental hospital? Or are you lying about it?"

Some netizens have raised questions.

"I am the director of this mental hospital. Rest assured, I'm not lying!"

Old Zheng waved his phone at the various surveillance cameras, and the images indeed showed all sorts of mentally ill patients, who didn't look like they were acting.

"What is your surname, Dean?"

"My surname is Zheng."

After He Yong left, He Xiuli was worried.

"Xiao Feng, come to my place." He Xiuli called Feng Weida and asked him to pick her up and take her to the mental hospital.

"Mr. He, I've been fired," Feng Weida said on the phone.

"Opened? Who opened it?" He Xiuli was still unaware.

"Mr. Wu."

"Him? By what right?"

"He said I lost 30,000 yuan and had to compensate the company—" Feng Weida said, his voice slightly trembling with tears.

"Don't listen to him. He's no longer the company's vice president, so his word doesn't count!" He Xiuli said domineeringly.

"Then I..." For Feng Weida, both of them were his superiors, and he didn't know whose advice to take.

"Listen to me, I'll pay your salary from now on. He has nothing to do with the factory anymore."

"Why……"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Weida didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He was happy that he didn't have to pay back the 30,000 yuan, but he was sad because Wu Renxing had not only been fired from the factory, but also from his marriage. No matter what, Wu Renxing was his "benefactor," so he couldn't be happy to hear this news.

What Feng Weida didn't know was that Wu Renxing had been following him for the past two days.

Wu Renxing originally planned to find Lao Zheng first, get the gold, and then kill He Xiuli. However, He Xiuli directly filed for divorce. Wu Renxing had just received a summons from the court. It seemed that he couldn't delay with He Xiuli any longer. If he delayed any longer, it would be too late. Anyway, Lao Zheng couldn't escape, and the gold would be mine sooner or later.

Wu Renxing knew He Xiuli would definitely contact He Yong, but he didn't dare to go to He Yong. From the time they got married until now, He Yong had never given him a kind look. Now that he knew about his affair, wouldn't He Yong berate him mercilessly? Over the years, his fear of He Yong had been ingrained in Wu Renxing's genes. Subconsciously, Wu Renxing would avoid He Yong at all costs, hoping never to see him again in his life.

On the other hand, Feng Weida was not only a close fellow patient of Lao Zheng, but also deeply trusted by He Xiuli. It was possible that clues could be found from him. Therefore, Wu Renxing's firing of Feng Weida that day was not an impulsive act, but rather an attempt to force He Xiuli to reveal herself.

Feng Weida was fired and had to pay 30,000 yuan in compensation. He would definitely go to He Xiuli to complain, and then Wu Renxing would follow the clues... But who knew that Feng Weida was really stubborn. He would rather suffer the loss of 30,000 yuan than go to He Xiuli to explain, leaving Wu Renxing completely confused.

After Feng Weida moved out of the dormitory, he lived in Chen Ergou's basement. Wu Renxing didn't believe that Feng Weida wouldn't go out, so he simply waited outside. As a result, he waited for a whole day, and sure enough, Feng Weida came out.

"Xiaoxue, I'm not talking to you anymore, Feng Weida is coming out."

Wu Renxing was on the phone with Jiang Xue in the car.

"Why aren't you looking for He Xiuli? Why are you staring at a driver?" Jiang Xue was even more anxious than Wu Renxing, afraid that the ten million that was almost in her hands would slip away.

"Don't worry, we'll find He Xiuli if we follow him. I've already spoken to Zhang Hao and they're on standby! That's all for now!"

After Feng Weida left, he hailed a taxi. Wu Renxing followed and immediately called Brother Qiang.

"Get out of here right now! Whether we have the chance or not, we have to do it today!"

Time is indeed running out for Wu Renxing.

"Now? How are we supposed to make a move in broad daylight?" Qiang Ge complained.

"Never mind those things for now, just get out and find an opportunity!"

Wu Renxing always planned his actions meticulously in advance, but unexpected things always happened. This time, however, he had a change of heart and decided to make no plans at all. He would follow He Xiuli and find an opportunity to kill her when she was alone. If he had the chance, he would also kill He Yong!

"That'll cost more. The risk is too high during the day and in the city!" Brother Qiang demanded a higher price.

"Add more, add more, we'll give you another 300,000!"

At this point, Wu Renxing couldn't care less about saving money; if he tried to save any more, he'd lose everything.

"Six hundred thousand!"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Send the money first!"

"Hit half."

"Alright!"

As expected, money makes the world go round. The three men, who were initially lacking in motivation, suddenly became enthusiastic and eager to get to work.

Everyone gets another 150,000 for free. Isn't that money just falling from the sky? Let's take a little risk. Even drinking water can choke you to death. What doesn't involve risk? Besides, if there's really no opportunity, we won't make a move. We'll still earn half the money.

He Yong felt something was off about the mental hospital today. The patients were all wearing white coats, acting erratically, while the medical staff were wearing patient gowns, making everyone feel uncomfortable. Old Zheng asked a caregiver, "What's going on today? Why is everything going against the grain?" The caregiver looked reluctant and said that Director Gao had gone crazy for some reason. He said the city had ordered medical staff and patients to put themselves in each other's shoes for an inspection in a couple of days, and today was a rehearsal. The problem was, there was no way to put themselves in someone else's shoes like that. Doctors and patients swapped uniforms, and some patients actually thought they were doctors, holding syringes and trying to give the real doctors injections, scaring the real doctors running all over the hospital.

Viewers in the live stream also saw this, but they all agreed that it was scripted and couldn't be real. The so-called mental hospital was probably a mock show, with actors and not real mental patients. Some people laughed along, and some people joined in the commotion. When Lao Zheng saw He Yong arrive, he used Dean Gao's phone to send him a message and went directly to the control room.