I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

The sky was cloudless and the sun was shining brightly, which also dispelled the fear in everyone's heart.

But the real crisis has not passed yet, and the alien creature's spaceship still stays at the junction of the river city and the sea, making no movement.

"Give it to you." Yun Wang handed Qian Yiming the God of War sword that he had received yesterday.

"Wow! You really went to the principal's office!"

Black gold filled Qian Yiming's eyes, shining with dazzling light like obsidian. The emotions that had been sad for a day and a night reversed at this moment.

He recognized the sword as a treasure collected by Principal Zhou. He had seen it once when he asked the principal to change his major.

"Otherwise, where do you think I went?" Yun Wang asked with interest.

"I thought you were going to find Sheng... Sigh, stop talking."

Qian Yiming didn't want to tell Yun Wang that he was worried to the point of crying, otherwise he would be troubled.

Qian Yiming couldn't put it down, gesturing with the sword as long as his forearm, and assuming various powerless postures.

Although the God of War's Sword is not long, it is a bit heavy for him, and his wrist becomes numb after holding it for a short time.

Yun Wang raised his profile to watch Qian Yiming play tricks: "Ask your father to find someone to sharpen the blade and equip it with a scabbard."

Hearing this, Qian Yiming scratched the wide edge of the knife with his fingertips and hesitated: "Did you ask me to use it?"

"You don't want to use it?"

Qian Yiming sat back in his chair in frustration: "If I said no, and just wanted to keep it, you wouldn't have given it to me."

Yun Wang shook his head: "I've already given it away, it's up to you what to do with it."

Qian Yiming grinned and approached Yun Wang: "This is a gift from you. I feel bad if it's worn out."

Yun Wang was used to Qian Yiming's glib tongue, and he clearly didn't dare to use his sword to chop things.

Qian Yiming noticed Song Zhijie's gaze not far away. He waved the treasure in his hand in a showy manner, showing off in all his expressions and actions.

Song Zhijie grimaced, an unknown annoyance spreading in his heart, turned around and buried his face in the textbook.

Qian Yiming felt secretly happy when he smelled the sour smell.

He vacated his school bag and stuffed it with the sword. He held the mouth of the bag and stroked the blade of the sword. Feeling that he needed to reciprocate, he immediately said, "My new stepmother used to be on the national archery team. Let's go to the shooting range with her tomorrow night."

Qian Yiming thought that Yun Wang had mentioned it in Chifeng Village, probably because he wanted to play, but unfortunately he didn't know how to play, so he had to give up. Now that there happened to be one more person in the family who knew how to play, Yun Wang also had a companion to play with.

"Jiang Ruanruan?" Yun Wang asked.

Qian Yiming was startled: "How do you know, my father hasn't hosted a banquet yet." He didn't even tell Brother Qi, so he planned to wait until the date was set before inviting him.

The atmosphere at the moment was like a pool of stagnant water, so calm that it made people feel suffocating.

"Why don't you talk?" Qian Yiming gently pushed Yun Wang, who seemed to be distracted by the phone: "If you feel uncomfortable playing with strangers, I will take you alone later."

Yun Wang lay on the desk: "No need, I don't like bows and arrows, you can play with it."

Qian Yiming hung his schoolbag on the table inside: "If you don't want to play, I won't play either. In fact, I'm not interested either. I thought you liked it."

At this time, Yun Wang's cell phone rang, and he slid open the screen: "What's wrong?"

"Go to Longyi to pick up Jin Yan. I can't get away now."

Shen Qiu watched a group of unkempt people pouring into the work area. Yan Fei's pants were soaked with blood and his legs were swaying.

He looked away with a cold expression: "Jin Yan bit someone at school, and the head teacher asked her to go there."

"I see."

Shen Qiu hung up the phone and walked up to Jiang Xue, whose eyes were bloodshot.

"Is there a problem?"

"Master Sheng asked us to come." Jiang Xue, who was over fifty years old, had already turned gray after a night of fright.

He took out Lingzi, Wen Yincai, Yan Fei, and the crew from his briefcase, including the one to terminate his own agency contract. Then, he took out a contract drawn up by Qixing Media.

Jiang Xue's eyes turned red: "Save us, if we don't sign, we really have no way to survive..."

His old voice trembled, and he became much older in an instant, and the expressions of others also darkened.

When Xia Chu saw Yan Fei's miserable state, he couldn't bear it. He took out a blanket and wrapped it around Yan Fei's waist to block the mess.

"Let's find a place to rest first. We'll discuss it later when Mr. He comes in the evening." She pushed open the large conference room and said, "Tell me what you need."

"Sorry to trouble you." Jiang Xue left the contract and said cautiously: "Let me know after signing. I have to go back to Mr. Sheng with the new contract."

"Okay." Xia Chu responded.

Jiang Xue moved into the room with people and shooting tools, and they lay down on the floor. Their tired bodies were still not relieved at this moment, and each of them looked dead.

Xia Chu trotted out of the house, heating hot water and busy ordering food.

Shen Qiu opened the contract drawn up by Kai Xing, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The above requires these people to work no less than 12 hours and receive a fixed salary of 1000 per month. They cannot refuse the company's various requests, and all income will go to Jinyu.

Those people have already signed their names, and there is only one space left on the last page of the contract.

Shen Qiu knew that this was a tool used by Shengfeng to control He Wenxin. Once the signature was revealed, Jinyu would be completely ruined. After all, no one believed that anyone would voluntarily sign something without human rights. Jinyu must have been "forced" by it.

Shen Qiu held his forehead, a faint cloud of sadness lingering between his eyebrows.

Wang Youyou, who stayed in the company to guard, had a panoramic view of everything.

Jingle Bell--

Shen Qiu picked up the phone receiver.

"It's not signed for us." Yutong said, "Send it to Ye Huaiwei."

Shen Qiu thought for a moment: "I understand."

He put away the contract, took out a hat, sunglasses, and a mask from the cabinet, and covered himself tightly.

Song Huaizhou has shares in Jinyu. He should have reached some kind of cooperation with Shengfeng, and the other party needs to hold his hand to feel relieved.

Shen Qiu left the company with the contract under his arm and walked briskly on the busy street.

The situation has calmed down, the company is developing in a good direction, and he feels happy.

At this time, I bumped into an acquaintance walking quickly.

Yun Wang's face was expressionless, and there was a person hanging on his right arm. The person was holding his arm and not letting go, biting Bai Yi with his mouth, half of his body leaning forward, and his legs were being dragged along.

"Why are you here?" Shen Qiu looked confused.

Yun Wang waved his hand and flew Jin Yan onto Shen Qiu, then turned around and left.

Shen Qiu put down Jin Yan and grabbed Yun Wang: "I still have something to do, don't leave it to me."

"Then throw it away."

Shen Qiu was once again shocked by Yun Wang's speech. Seeing Jin Yan's eyes turning red, he dragged Yun Wang into the dark.

"What happened?"

Yun Wang curled his lips: "It's nothing, it's just that her classmates asked her where she lived, and she said Shen Qiu's house. The classmates didn't believe her, saying she was bragging and lying. She bites people when she gets angry, and she wants you to prove that she didn't lie."

Yun Wang spread his arms: "It's a pity. I went there shamelessly, and she was laughed at again. She doesn't want to go to school anymore. Then you can make her an artist."

After saying that, he jumped into the air, jumped on the building a few times, and disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Yun! Brother Yun!!" Jin Yan shouted hysterically, crying heartbreakingly.

This movement immediately attracted many passers-by to watch. They were all curious about what happened to this beautiful little girl, and couldn't help but gather here.

Shen Qiu broke through the crowd and pulled Jin Yan out, and ran a few steps towards Times Community. When no one was paying attention anymore, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you think Yun Wang has embarrassed you?"

"I didn't!" Jin Yan denied sternly: "It's those people who said bad things about Brother Yun. I don't want to study with them anymore!"

Shen Qiu originally felt that Jin Yan was not suitable for studying in school.

"I will find a tutor for you, and you will learn at home from now on."

Jin Yan wiped her moist eyes, and there was a hint of stubbornness in her aggrieved voice.

"You have to go to school and prove to me that I never lie. People who lie are bad assholes."

Shen Qiu panicked and covered his mouth with shocking words: "Girls can't say this."

He understood that Jin Yan didn't want to show off. She knew little about the profession of an artist and she would tell the truth honestly when asked, but she was regarded as a liar by her peers.

Shen Qiu, who only knew the reason, could not help her prove: "I can't go to school because it will cause public opinion."

"What public opinion?" Jin Yan was confused.

Shen Qiu said slowly: "For example, everyone distorts the facts and says that your falling in love with me and living together will have a bad impact on you and me. Fans, that is, people who like artists, if they are angry, they will find Bad things to do at home.”

"I'm not in love with you." Jin Yan frowned displeased.

"But no one cares what the truth is. Do you want Brother Yun to be harmed?" Shen Qiu moved Yun Wang out.

Jin Yan shook her head vigorously: "Then don't go. I won't study with them anyway. You can say whatever you want behind their backs, as long as I know I'm not lying."

At this time, her eyes seemed to be attracted by something. Jin Yan strode to the window and looked at the red skirt inside the transparent glass with piercing eyes: "My birthday is coming soon, can you buy me this skirt?"

Shen Qiu took out his wallet and handed it over: "Go in and buy it yourself."

Jin Yan happily walked into the store holding her wallet, and soon ran out with a paper bag to return her wallet.

"It cost 132 yuan, and she asked me for 264. I cut her in half, but she agreed immediately. Oops, I felt like I said too much..."

Shen Qiu quietly listened to Jin Yan chattering about her mother's bargaining exploits. Unknowingly, the two of them walked to Times Community, and Jin Yan jumped home.

Shen Qiu went deep into the community and handed the contract to Ye Huaiwei, who was boxing in the front yard of the villa.

"Handle, do you want to sign it?"

Ye Huaiwei wiped her wet hands, opened them, glanced at them, and sneered.

"Chi Yun!"

"I'm coming."

Chi Yun was sweating profusely while bathing the two children. The main reason was that Chi Shuyi was not easy to worry about, could not catch them, and was playing with his telekinesis.

"Bring it to Shengfeng and be polite." Ye Huaiwei handed the contract to Chi Yun intact.

"Row."

Chi Yun rolled up the contract, rolled up her sleeves and walked out of the villa aggressively.

Shen Qiu was stunned: "She's the only one, is that okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Ye Huaiwei put on her boxing gloves and hit the sandbag with her fists, making a dull sound.