The newcomer interrupted Bai Zhonghui directly.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"I heard you want Xiaojing to take the blame for you, to Xiaojing that she was the one who sent the message to those two assassins?"
Bai Zhonghui.
I don't know if Bai Zheming will be merciful, but you should know that my brother and I are not very bright or rational, and we don't care about the consequences.
"If I want to kill you, I'll just kill you."
She spoke slowly and deliberately, but her cold voice carried an extreme chill, especially since last month at the summit, when Bai Zhonghui had been dragged into a bathroom stall like a dog by the president of the Song Corporation, and had his head shoved into the toilet and beaten.
Bai Zhonghui couldn't help but shudder.
The newcomer smiled faintly, "Don't disturb Xiaojing, or else..."
She was elegant and graceful, unbuttoning her trench coat one button at a time.
Exposed inside--
Inside the trench coat, on both the left and right sides, there was a full row of grenades.
Bai Zhonghui was shocked and terrified. His calf twitched, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The chair slid back a little, and instead of sitting down, he awkwardly fell onto the floor.
Bang!
The visitor was arrogant and haughty. He walked to the sofa in the office and slowly sat down.
He placed a finger to his crimson lips, making a shushing gesture, and asked with a half-smile, "Want to die?"
Bai Zhonghui was trembling uncontrollably, and even felt a heat in his groin as an uncontrollable liquid flowed out.
My inner scream: You're insane!
Fuck you!
madman!
You're insane!
How did she get up here?!
Where did she get all these grenades?!
Countless angry questions surged to the top of his head, but Bai Zhonghui didn't dare to utter a single word.
After all, it's true that the Song Corporation siblings are mentally unstable; if they anger her, she might just set herself on fire...
Aaaaaaahhhhh!
Bai Zhonghui was terrified and incredibly frustrated!
Is he just going to do nothing and waste his time here?
What is this living father trying to do?!
Gasping for breath, Bai Zhonghui took several deep breaths, observing the newcomer's reaction, before slowly and shakily pushing himself up from the table. "You, what do you want?"
The newcomer smiled slightly and pulled a tablet out of his handbag.
Turn on the computer and open a live stream.
"Nothing much, just borrowing President Bai's office to watch a live stream for a while."
The live stream just shut down; the screen is black now, there's nothing there.
But she remained engrossed in staring at the black screen.
This person is definitely not mentally sound!
ill!
Seeing her like this, Bai Zhonghui was afraid that she might suddenly jump up and light a grenade if she disagreed with him, so he was too scared to say anything more.
Buzz~
Buzz~
At that very moment, Bai Zhonghui's phone rang, startling him so much that he almost fell to the ground again.
Startled, she looked down at her phone.
It was Du Wei calling.
Before Bai Zhonghui could react, the person sitting on the sofa smiled sinisterly and said, "Continue."
[It's back on air! It's back on air! It's back on air!]
What just happened?
[It seems the police came to arrest someone, so the live stream was turned off, and then turned back on after the police left?]
[Huh? Split-screen live stream? What's on the other side?]
[It looks like a hospital? A ward?]
Hello everyone.
In the instant the live stream resumed, an excessively handsome face suddenly appeared on another split screen.
[Holy crap, so handsome!]
[I need all the information about this man within one minute!]
[Why did it suddenly connect to another live stream? What's it trying to do?]
"Some people previously spread rumors online, saying that Mr. Gong's Yunyao Hospital only accepts high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and does not accept ordinary people."
"As Mr. Gong's partners, we, the Mr. Gong Song Corporation, have an obligation to refute these rumors on his behalf."
Today I'll give you a tour of Yunyao Hospital.
[???]
[Are you crazy? We were just showing the Bai Family's story, and now you're visiting a hospital?]
[This person seems to be some kind of special assistant to the Song Corporation. I met him once when my dad went to a meeting; I think he was Special Assistant Su?]
[ Jiang Mingxi and Bai Zheming are searching for their father's killer, Song Lan's family is using their online popularity for what they're trying to do? Speechless!]
[Disgusting! He still says he loves Jiang Mingxi? Is this how he loves her? He's profiting off other people's blood?]
"This is Yunyao's VIP top-tier ward. Please wait a moment while I go get my selfie stick, and then I'll show you the entire ward."
As he spoke, Special Assistant Su casually placed his phone on the bedside table next to the hospital bed and walked towards the bathroom.
The live chat was filled with insults, calling the Song Family shameless and exploiting the Bai Family for their own gain.
Just as the comments section was filled with angry remarks...
The ward door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a short, stout man nimbly slipped in.
Holding his phone, he was on the phone, " President Bai, I'm in the VIP ward of Yunyao Hospital now. I've found Guan Yuntao. He's still alive. Should we kill him?"
[???]
[!!!]
Holy crap!!!!!
[What the heck? Did I hear that right?]
[Password!]
Bai Corporation's President's Office
Bai Zhonghui looked at the woman sitting on the sofa with a sense of unease.
The woman had a captivating charm, but her eyes held a cold glint as she stared at the tablet in her hand.
Sound came from the tablet.
The sound overlapped with the sound coming from his phone.
Bai Zhonghui felt a mouthful of blood gush out of his throat.
Du Wei called him, and it was broadcast live!!!
Unable to withstand the shock any longer, Bai Zhonghui's vision went black, and as his limbs went weak, he coughed up blood and fainted.
On the phone.
Du Wei was unaware of what had happened.
" President Bai, I'm in Guan Yuntao's hospital room right now. He's been diagnosed with traumatic injury and hasn't regained his memory. He's incapable of confessing to the police, but living him is risky; it's better to kill him. I brought some cephalosporin and baijiu (Chinese liquor)..."
Du Wei was speaking.
Suddenly I noticed something was lit up on the bedside table.
He stepped forward suspiciously.
Bang!
As he made eye contact with his reflection on the screen, Du Wei took a step back in alarm, dropping his phone to the ground.
How come there's a cell phone here?
How do I stream live?
A fleeting moment of doubt crossed his face, then his expression changed drastically, and he turned and fled.
Special Assistant Su emerged from the bathroom, holding a selfie stick. "Found the selfie stick, now..."
A look of utter ignorance and bewilderment washed over Special Assistant Su Special Assistant Su. He paused, staring in surprise at the person in the ward, "You..."
In a fit of extreme terror, Du Wei drew his knife and lunged at Special Assistant Su.
[Watch out, handsome guy!]
[Depend on!]
[Call the police immediately!]
Amidst the whistling barrage of comments, Special Assistant Su, in a split second, kicked out as the opponent's blade pierced through the air.
He kicked the other person's wrist directly.
A dagger clattered to the ground, and before the other party could react, Special Assistant Su followed up with a second, ruthless kick.
He kicked the other person directly in the chest.
The other person was kicked and staggered back several steps before falling to the ground.
Special Assistant Su pulled out another phone from his pocket, dialed three numbers, and said, "Hello, is this the police? Someone's trying to assassinate me, it's terrifying!"