The protagonist is very powerful; others have what he has, and he also has what others don't.
Even all the worlds belong to him.
World 1: The ungrateful wretches living with the mot...
"Xie Ming, how do you plan to handle this? Just say you can use the Chen family members as you please."
The two sat on a rock at the top of the back mountain, with the baskets they had brought at their feet, giving off a strong sense of underground activity.
Chen Fu was also shocked by Qian Fen's situation, and he was very nervous when he told him about it.
Although Xie Ming didn't try to avoid the topic, Qian Fen's actions were humiliating and quite embarrassing.
However, for the Chen family, that matter was reassuring. Xie Ming was definitely determined to fight the Qian family to the death, so the goodwill he had shown before could not have been a trap.
"This is something you really need to do."
After Xie Ming finished speaking, he took a camera out of his basket. The person sitting next to him saw this and his hand trembled a little, so he didn't dare to reach out and take it.
This thing is very precious; it's not something a peasant like him can just touch casually. If it gets damaged, he wouldn't be able to afford to pay for it even if he sold it.
But Chen owed Xie Ming a favor, so there were some things he had to do. Composing himself, he accepted the gifts.
The worst part was that just as he had mentally prepared himself, Xie Ming took the camera out of the basket again.
"What are you doing?!"
Chen Fu went from being nervous and at a loss at first to becoming numb later. Looking at the five cameras placed in his basket, he didn't expect that he would accept it so quickly.
"I didn't say I needed your help, so of course I'll bring a few more. Don't worry, my mother works at a newspaper, so I got a few certificates from her, so don't worry about anyone causing you trouble."
Xie's mother was a reporter with a camera in this life, how could he not take advantage of it? As for how many cameras were used to take the final photos, who cares?
Then Xie Ming started whispering to Chen Fu, teaching him how to take photos, change film, and save them... and then he talked about the plans to come.
After hearing this, Chen Fu couldn't sit still any longer. This guy didn't just want to break off the engagement; he wanted to reshape the landscape of the surrounding villages!
He was well aware of all the filth in the village. Those of them who had clans could receive some protection. Apart from suffering some losses when working, they were not bullied.
Even if we knew about them before, what could we do? They were already being suppressed. If we took action, who knows what accusations would be leveled against us.
But Xie Ming's appearance has given Chen Fu another possibility.
"Xie Ming, I will do my best to do it, but I must explain what you said to the clan."
"Yes, I told you so that you could talk to some of the older folks about it, and they'll understand."
In fact, Xie Ming was well aware of Chen's intention to bring down Qian. Those people had been constantly trying to trip up Chen, and if they didn't fight back, they might really fall into their trap one day.
"Brother, the Chen family has been indebted to you time and time again..."
"It's just a matter of mutual benefit."
Xie Ming called him mercenary, but Chen Fu was still grateful to him.
The conversation between the two in the back mountain quickly spread among the Chen family's key figures, and without much hesitation, they decided to do it!
If they still don't praise the food when it's practically on their lips, then Chen should probably leave as soon as possible to avoid being labeled a bad element later.
The Xie family could no longer hide the fact that the old man was in poor health.
After Mr. Xie innocently fell into a coma again and woke up, he was completely unable to speak. He looked around as if he was looking for someone.
But none of his dutiful sons and grandsons understood what he meant. They thought the old man was confused and was looking for that slut and her bastard children again.
"Dad, none of the children that woman had were yours. She's already been sent to jail. Blah blah blah."
Old Master Xie didn't know which of his children or grandchildren was nagging in his ear; all he knew was that his blood pressure was rising rapidly.
I never imagined that the children around me would be so eager for their own brothers to die, and none of them are his biological children? Isn't there one? It's because they don't want to share any benefits with others.
Forget it! Forget it! Let him just die like this.
Master Xie closed his eyes and waited for his aching, throbbing head to explode.
Suddenly, a smiling face appeared in his mind.
"My dear grandfather, may you live to be a hundred years old!"
"You, you, you..."
"It's me, Grandpa. Are you curious why I look like a ghost?"
Master Xie wanted to shake his head and say he didn't want to know, but unfortunately his mind and body were both sluggish and he couldn't move at all. He also wanted to close his eyes and not look at his grandson's unusually large head.
"Grandpa's silence means he wants to know the reason."
Xie Ming knew exactly what the old man's attitude was, but wasn't he an ingrate?
Isn't it a bit immoral not to do what a thankless ingrate should do?
With a wave of his hand, he sent all his memories from his previous life, the Xie family's experiences in their previous life, and the events that happened in several villages near Xiangyang Village in the following years to Master Xie.
He had no idea the despair his grandson felt after being drugged and forced into a widow's bed.
He was unaware that the Xie family was later nearly wiped out and destroyed.
He didn't realize that making a blind decision could kill thousands upon thousands of people.
He had no idea that his trusted brother would be living a life of great success by stepping on the Xie family.
Suddenly he understood who was devouring his bones and blood every night when he was starving, and he also understood whose despair it was when he was repeatedly drained dry.
Tears streamed down his face from his closed eyes.
The Xie family members who were guarding him were startled again. Was the old man about to leave?
This is not a good thing. Everyone started searching for unconventional remedies and resorting to all sorts of methods...
Mr. Xie was unable to take care of himself or express himself, and during the day he could only let the children he had once doted on torment his body.
At night, he also had to face vengeful ghosts seeking revenge.
Xie Ming was very satisfied with the current atmosphere in the Xie family. Without Master Xie, those uncles and brothers were nothing at all.
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