I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 1444 - 1445: Thank You (21st Update)
CHAPTER 1444: CHAPTER 1445: THANK YOU (21ST UPDATE)
"Hey, how much do you make a month? Two thousand, or three thousand?" One of the men with red hair circled the janitor, Aunt Baojie, who was keeping her head down and holding a broom, and nodded, "Hmm, not bad, not bad! Although a bit older, I heard Brother Da Dong likes mature women. Maybe she can help us through this tough time."
"Yeah, why didn’t I think of that!" The young man in the lead laughed and reached out to grab Aunt Baojie, but before he could, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.
The young man turned his head and saw a tall and handsome guy, opening his eyes wide in surprise, and shouted with the usual gangster expression, "Kid, are you tired of living and looking for death?"
You said nothing, slightly tightened your grip on the young man’s arm, and he immediately cried out in pain, "Damn it! This kid’s got some strength! What are you all standing around for, get him..."
Before the lead young man could finish, he felt a lightness in his body, his feet suddenly left the ground, and shortly he was airborne. By the time he realized, he was already in mid-air and falling—"Bang!"
The lead young man finally landed heavily on the ground over ten meters away, temporarily unable to get up from the pain.
"How dare you hit Brother Ma!"
"Brothers, get him!"
Two of them immediately swung their fists towards your face, and you effortlessly caught their punches in your hands, then applied some pressure—"Crack!" At once, the two hooligans screamed out in agony, yet you didn’t let them go. As they retracted their hands, you punched them under the armpits.
Amidst louder screams, the two thugs collapsed onto the ground from the pain, their faces distorted, unable to make a sound; they could only gape as saliva dribbled out, their voice weakly echoing "uh uh ah ah" from their throats.
The remaining two, seeing this, panicked and didn’t dare to approach. But you had no intention of letting them off, quickly stepping forward and kicking them in the stomach with quick jabs. Though the kicks seemed casual, the blow to their stomachs left them in as much agony on the ground, their faces contorted and twisted in extreme pain.
It only took you a matter of seconds, and by the time the surrounding onlookers reacted, all five of them were on the ground. The first thug you threw out immediately took out his phone to make a call, and after a few words, he stood up hastily and said, "Stupid kid, just don’t run away!"
Too lazy to bother with such small-time thugs, you told the clearly frightened Aunt Baojie, "Auntie, you should go. There are some things that need to be ended."
Aunt Baojie looked troubled and replied, "Young man, you’d better leave too, these people are the local bullies around here."
"Don’t worry, it’s just a few maggots," you said as you turned towards the now-standing thug leader, who was obviously afraid of you and backed away hastily as you approached.
Seeing this, you couldn’t help but laugh and say, "There are a lot of people here, and it’ll be a mess if the cops show up. Find a place, and let’s settle today’s business."
Saying this, you tilted your head with a natural expression, a faint smile on your face, "It’s been a while since I’ve stretched my muscles, just taking you guys as sandbags for a warm-up."
"You brought this on yourself!"
Soon, about a dozen young people came running over.
Everyone talked briefly, then led you away quickly.
Watching you being taken away, Aunt Baojie couldn’t help but furrow her handsome eyebrows tightly.
For onlookers, it was just a spectacle, once the person left, the crowd dispersed, leaving Aunt Baojie standing there full of worry.
"Mom."
At this point, a clear voice called from behind Aunt Baojie.
Aunt Baojie turned her head and saw her daughter slowly approaching. If you were here at this moment, you’d surely marvel at how small the world is, realizing the person you helped was actually Yan Zisu’s mother!
After learning what happened, Yan Zisu wasted no time, went to the roadside, pushed your bicycle, and said to Aunt Baojie, "Mom, I’m going to return the bike to its owner."
"Be careful," Aunt Baojie hurriedly said, wanting to follow, but feeling herself a burden, she could only tightly grip the wooden handle of her broom.
As Yan Zisu pushed the bicycle into a more secluded alley, the sounds of fighting quickly followed by a series of screams became constant.
When she pedaled through the alley, she entered a clearing, where over twenty thugs were lying on the grassy ground, their faces filled with intense pain.
At the same time, Yan Zisu saw a somewhat familiar figure, and when that figure turned around, she froze.
"Is it him?" Many emotions flashed through Yan Zisu’s heart as she thought, "How could it be him?"
Ever since her father fell severely ill and was bedridden, Yan Zisu found her life’s purpose became extraordinarily simple—get into a medical university, study medicine, and cure her father’s disease.
Since she was twelve, Yan Zisu hadn’t smiled; she was well aware of the heavy burden she carried, so besides studying, no one could stir a ripple in her heart, except for this strange guy in front of her.
You also saw Yan Zisu and naturally paused for a moment, then smiled with your little tiger teeth showing and walked towards her, "Classmate Yan, what are you doing here?"
Yan Zisu propped the bike against the ground, bowed to you, and said, "Thank you."
With a quick turn of thought, you asked, "Oh, I get it, that aunt was your relative?"
Yan Zisu nodded, "She’s my mom."
"I see," you said with a smile, "Let’s go, these scumbags should have learned not to mess around now."
Yan Zisu nodded and turned to leave.
You watched Yan Zisu’s back, a serene smile on your face. From the first glance, you sensed that this girl was extraordinary; you felt the heavy burden she bore, far beyond what she should carry.
After the two of you left the alley, Yan Zisu turned to go without another word. Oddly, her heart raced as she passed through the alley, suddenly afraid to talk or even look at you, as if something inexplicable weighed in her heart.
But just then, you suddenly called out to Yan Zisu, your voice piercing through all her mental defenses, "Zisu, if you ever face any difficulties, make sure to tell me, no matter what."