Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"Your grades are so poor in an aristocratic school, won't they be even worse if you go to an ordinary school? You get what you pay for, it's better to be the tail of a phoenix than the head of a chicken!"

My father's hand holding the pickles suddenly paused and said, "I'm paying your tuition of 100,000 yuan this month, and this is how you study?"

"Dad, that place is not suitable for me. I am from a different social class. People there will look down on me."

The boy had tears in his eyes. Being treated like a dog every day was like hell to him.

"Such good educational resources were wasted by you! How could I give birth to a loser like you? Do you know how much I paid to send you to an aristocratic school? Did you know that I almost died from gastric bleeding when I was drinking to block alcohol for my boss? What bad thoughts can a child have? You are not having a better time than me, right?"

"Wow!"

The furious father knocked over the bowl of pickles. He wanted his child to be a dragon, but he didn't look in the mirror to see what breed he was.

Seeing his father's furious look, the boy felt even more wronged...

This is also the reason why he never told his father. He is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

His father wanted him to make friends with children from wealthy families since he was young, so that he would naturally be able to cross class boundaries when he grew up.

But making friends depends on what you can bring to the other person. Children from wealthy families understand this principle from an early age.

People give each other toys worth hundreds of thousands of dollars as gifts on their birthdays, but all he could give was a thousand paper cranes and a letter of blessing. Why would they want to be friends with you unless they look down on you?

Only those who can bring benefits and value to both parties are friends. His situation is called a clown, so of course others treat him like a dog.

After all, you need to ask me for everything, but I never have to ask you for anything.

Seeing that his son didn't say anything, the father rubbed his head.

"I've given so much, isn't it all for you? Daddy is doing this for your own good. You don't understand the ways of the world. This is the best opportunity Daddy has given you. Do you think it's been easy for me these years? Well, go and study."

Bending his old waist, he picked up the broken dishes on the ground...

It is an impossible dream for people from the lower class to become people from the upper class.

……

"Hey, you're short of money, right? I'll give you an address. If you sneak in tonight, I'll give you 100,000. Do you dare?"

The next day when he went to school, Fat Dong was waiting for him on the road he had to take to go to school.

"Dong Xiaopang? What do you need me to do?"

The boy was also confused. He also wanted to make some money to relieve his father’s pressure…

Money is a necessity. What’s the point of talking about love without money?

Life is so realistic. If you have no money, everyone will look down on you.

"This is for you. You'll know when you come. Thirty thousand for the down payment, and the balance of seventy thousand. I'll give it to you when you come."

Dong Xiaopang knew human nature very well. Without saying anything, he stuffed an envelope into his arms and left.

The little boy secretly opened it and took a look, his eyes lit up.

There really was 30,000 yuan and an address inside...

In the middle of the night, while his father was drunk and asleep, he took money to take a taxi and walked to the villa area according to the address. Dong Xiaopang had already left the window open for him.

The dark window seemed like the door to hell, but also like the ladder to the upper society...

If you don't go in, you won't get a penny.

Go in, it's a dead end...

That night, he finally understood why Fatty Dong hardly spoke. He was a pure mutant!

That night, he suffered humiliation and torture, but as he was too thin to resist Dong Xiaopang's oppression.

"You do this to me! I'll call the police! Have you arrested! You're committing a crime!"

The boy with scars all over his body looked at Dong Xiaopang in despair. He never dreamed that Dong Xiaopang would torture him like this!

"Call the police? You can do that if you want! What I did to you was indecent assault, which is not illegal at all! Besides, you took my money, which is an illegal transaction. You came here voluntarily, I didn't force you here. Don't worry, from now on you come and stay with me for three hours every night and I will give you ten thousand a month. If you dare to call the police, these photos will appear on everyone's phone immediately. You are shameless, but can your father, that old loser, be shameless too? Haha! Hahaha!"

Dong Xiaopang is a perfect wife. It is not illegal for him to abuse dogs and no law can control him.

Treating women the same way is against their will, but for men, the only option is to go home for civil mediation.

The only book that Dong Xiaopang could recite by heart was the law book.

"Woooooooo..."

The boy left this hell in despair and tears, but what followed was an endless hell...

After that, every day after school, Fat Dong would pat him on the shoulder three times and raise his eyebrows at him before leaving.

He has to go, whether he wants to or not...

Every time he came back, he was injured, definitely injured, but he was powerless to resist...

And every time he went to Dong Xiaopang, he would give him 400 yuan, and the extra yuan was called service fee.

The boy studied legal knowledge specifically and found that it was useless to call the police.

Am I just unlucky for something like this?

A few months later, the boy could not bear the humiliation and jumped from the top floor, ending his young life...

The father held the boy's body and regretted his decision, but what had happened had already happened and there was no outcome.

He didn't even know what his son had been through...

Fatty Dong was lying on the bed, feeling extremely regretful as he recalled what Little Fatty Dong had done.

The knife that I raised finally stabbed me.

"Is this... retribution?"

Fatty Dong looked at the ceiling helplessly. His wound began to rot and become inflamed, but he was given medicine.

Heart damage and kidney necrosis.

Cirrhosis of the liver, enlarged stomach, all the organs in the body erupted in the most severe protest.

There was excruciating pain all over my body, but my mind was extremely clear.

I am only 60 years old, in the prime of my life. Why did it suddenly become like this?

During the last month, every day and every second felt like a year.

The wounds on Fatty Dong's body were rotting and emitting a foul odor, just as disgusting as the things he had done.

There is a tube in his mouth to feed him three meals a day, and a ventilator in his nose to keep the power on.

At that moment, he finally understood what it meant to live a life worse than death.

He wanted to die, but his body was weak and he couldn't move.

Thinking about the many cruel things he had done every day, he understood that this was God's punishment for him.

He used to not care about other people's feelings and was extremely proud of squeezing other people's hard-earned money. Now, no one cares about his feelings either. What does your life or death have to do with us?

"drop…"

A tear fell from his dim eyes. He had never cried in his life, but he wanted to cry now...

"Didi di di di!!!"

The life monitor gave off a piercing alarm, and he was glad that he could finally die...

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

At this moment, Dong Xiaopang personally took the defibrillator and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on his father.

"I am so filial. Don't worry, Dad. You will never die as long as I am here! Lin Feng, didn't you say that you could give my dad another month of life? Then you must give it to my dad! Doesn't my dad want eternal life? Then I must fulfill his wish for eternal life!"

Dong Xiaopang is very filial. When he heard that Lin Feng had an eternal VIP package with unlimited monthly renewal, he directly applied for one for his father!

As long as I pay the money on time every month, my dad will never die!

Can I, Dong Xiaopang, let my father die? I, Dong Xiaopang, have plenty of money!

Charge! Charge to death!

"You! You! You..."

Fatty Dong thought he was about to die, but he didn't expect that his filial son would give him another big one!

This time Fatty Dong said nothing and gave a five-star rating!

Now Fatty Dong doesn’t have to worry about death anymore, as he has gained eternal life in another way.

Isn't it just buying life with money? His money is enough to renew it until the end of time...