Chapter 105 : Chapter 105

Chapter 105. Thunder Team Mission Accomplished. Honorably Disbanded!

“Brother Yichen, we won! We shattered every doubt!”

Inside the lounge, Su Linyu ran up to Jiang Yichen with both hands raised, her face full of joy as she shared her happiness with him.

“From now on, no one will ever look down on the team Brother Yichen built again.”

Jiang Yichen smiled. “That was all the result of your hard work.”

“How could it be? Without Brother Yichen’s pills, cultivation arts, and weapons, we never would have made it this far.”

Su Linyu did not try to take any credit at all. She continued, “I heard from Chu Xingchen that after the three of you graduated from high school, you made a promise to form a team together and compete in the league one day?”

“Uh... that did happen.” Jiang Yichen nodded.

Tang Long and Chu Xingchen exchanged a smile as well.

Hearing that, delight filled Su Linyu’s eyes and brows. She had actually become part of the promise Jiang Yichen and the others had made. Brother Yichen had not treated her like an outsider.

It was simply wonderful.

“Then the final in ten days, we’ll definitely do our best and help Brother Yichen win the league championship!” she declared confidently.

Unlike Su Linyu, Chu Xingchen was not overflowing with emotion. He simply said calmly, “When we get back, we need to study today’s match carefully. I fully felt the pressure of the gap in the realm today.”

“Ah, Hero Chu, relax.” Tang Long slung an arm around the yawning Sleep God. “We still have the Sleep God as our trump card.”

Chu Xingchen frowned. “As Heaven moves with vigor, a gentleman should strive ceaselessly for self-improvement. The Sleep God may be strong, but we cannot sit around passively waiting either.”

“All right, Hero Chu really is the official voice of righteousness.” Tang Long gave him a thumbs-up.

Jiang Yichen could not help but smile, but after glancing around, he did not see Lei Zhen anywhere.

“Where’s Lei Zhen? Didn’t he come down from the arena with you?”

“Uncle Lei said he had something to do and left early,” Su Linyu replied.

Jiang Yichen thought for a moment, then nodded. “Then let’s head back too. You all need to prepare properly for the final ten days from now.”

Su Linyu raised her little fist energetically. “Spark Team, charge!”

...

Central China People’s Hospital.

Outside a hospital room thick with the smell of disinfectant, Zhu He stood there in his team uniform marked with a lightning pattern. Through the door, he looked at his mother lying weak and haggard in the hospital bed, and his nose stung.

Slowly, he raised his hand and gripped the handle of the hospital room door, but he did not have the courage to press it down.

Beep. Beep!

At that moment, several messages popped up on his phone.

[Mr. Zhu, your loan is overdue. Please...]

Zhu He unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone and swiped the message away. But when he looked again, the screen below was filled with repayment reminders.

In the end, he could only back out and stop looking.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Just as he was about to put the phone away, a call came in. Zhu He looked at the caller ID, his eyes full of helplessness.

The call connected, and a cold, merciless voice came through.

“Zhu He, the young master, has given his orders. Thunder Team is disbanded, your contract is terminated, and from this day on, there will never again be a team called Thunder Team in the Huaxia Team League!”

Zhu He’s arm trembled slightly, but he had already expected this outcome.

“Then the termination fee... Boss, he—”

“You lost the match and still want money? Keep dreaming.”

Beep, beep, beep!

The call ended.

Zhu He’s eyes trembled as he slowly lowered his head and leaned against the hospital room door, crying like a child.

Even if he took the contract and reported it to the Law Enforcement Bureau, he still could not beat a great family. He would never get that money.

But his mother’s illness only had two days left before the next payment was due.

He truly had no way to come up with the money anymore.

Tap, tap, tap!

The sound of footsteps approached. Zhu He hurriedly wiped the tears from his face, hiding his vulnerable side.

“Zhu He, it’s me.”

Hearing that familiar voice, Zhu He froze for a moment, then slowly raised his head.

Standing before him was Lei Zhen, wearing a faint smile.

“Captain... if you come to humiliate me, then go ahead. This was my own choice...”

“Take this. Use it to treat Auntie.”

Before Zhu He could finish speaking, Lei Zhen put the savings he had set aside into Zhu He’s hand.

Zhu He stared at the card in his hand, rooted to the spot.

“When something’s wrong, don’t bury it in your heart. We spent four years together in the Thunder Team. We were comrades who could entrust our backs to each other! If you were in trouble, all you had to do was say something.”

“To be honest, I thought about leaving the Boss too. I also hated being arranged to deliberately throw matches. But for this severed right hand of mine, the Boss spent no one knows how much money.”

Lei Zhen took off his black glove and revealed his metal arm. Smiling, he said, “I originally saved this money to repay the Boss, but now I don’t need to anymore. Take it and use it for now.”

When Zhu He heard that, tears surged wildly from the corners of his eyes like a flood.

“Captain, I’m an ungrateful bastard. You didn’t have to help me.”

“You’re still a man, at least, since you knew to save your mother. But that still doesn’t excuse you for forgetting what the Boss did for you.”

After lecturing him for a while, Lei Zhen patted him on the shoulder. “What’s with all this crying? You’re a grown man. If you really feel guilty, then go apologize properly to the Boss.”

“The Boss...” He bit his lip, then raised his hand and slapped himself across the face. “Captain, I will.”

Lei Zhen nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly straightened his expression.

“Zhu He!”

Zhu He steadied his emotions and snapped his feet together. “Present!”

“I now announce that the Thunder Team... has completed its mission and is honourable... disbanded!”

Lei Zhen’s eyes shimmered with tears as his voice caught.

To capital, the Thunder Team might have been nothing more than a tool for profit.

But to people like them, the team had faith.

Zhu He’s hands trembled as he slowly raised a military salute, crying so hard his face was soaked with tears as he shouted,

“Present!”