My sister returns to a wealthy family, and her eight brothers spoil her with their lives.

Ye Lingfeng immediately felt a great sense of crisis.

He looked at Xiaoxi and said seriously: "Xiaoxi, you are my biological sister, my only sister. I will only treat you well in my life."

This made Xiaoxi laugh, and she originally wanted to make a joke.

……

It is said that the ancestor had been hiding in the family statue and had his tongue and hands chopped off by Xiao Xi.

He also has life-saving mucus and evil skills to protect his body.

After he released the slime, his hands instantly regenerated. He picked up the fallen tongue and escaped through the roof.

The old man also knew that he couldn’t show his horrible appearance in front of others, so he hid in the sewer.

He secretly regretted it, because he could have moved freely if he had sucked the blood and essence of his grandchildren from the villa.

He was thinking about hiding away and practicing his evil skills, and then he remembered the extremely yin courtyard that he had built that year.

When he came back from the villa, he found that Ye Shiming's family had already moved in.

The old ancestor chuckled, he had never seen anyone so stupid, Ye Shiming escaped for a long time, went around in circles, and finally he was clean, waiting for him here.

So the old ancestor was not in a hurry and slowly absorbed the luck and blood essence of Ye Shiming's family.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he just waited for the Mid-Autumn Festival to suck Ye Shiming's entire family to death, and his newly-developed evil skills would then be completely stable.

He never expected that he almost died in this yard.

Who is that little girl?

The old man thought back to that night and the ferocity of the little girl, and he shuddered.

Don't be fooled by her young age, the light of righteousness on this little girl is simply terrifying.

The old man ate some rats in the sewer, and his tongue slowly recovered and returned to human appearance.

But the ancestor himself has the ability to discern and doesn't want to stay in the sewer, but he needs money to survive outside.

He had no choice but to go out at night to look for opportunities.

He came under the viaduct in the outer city and waited for the fish to take the bait.

There happened to be a few people from other places who came to Beijing to look for jobs, and they were reluctant to stay in a hotel.

"Fuck! A small hotel costs 200 yuan a night."

“Why don’t they just go out and rob?”

"Hush, you jinx, we just came out of the village, and we have cash on us."

When the old ancestor heard what these people said, he almost laughed out loud. They were really a fat sheep that was being offered to him.

He suddenly rushed out from under the overpass like a ghost, at an extremely fast speed, like a flash of lightning.

His eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness, and in his hand he held tightly a dagger that looked very real.

This was a bladeless toy dagger he picked up from the garbage dump.

The outsiders were gathering together, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Suddenly, the figure of the ancestor appeared in front of them, shocking them so much that they were at a loss.

When they saw that the ancestor was alone and his clothes were dirty and torn, they became bolder, as they knew that there were at least several of them.

"What are you doing? You stinky beggar, get out of here now!"

The old ancestor felt a surge of evil fire, and anyone who dared to scold him would die. The nails on his hands grew out, and he wanted to cut these people into pieces.

But the old ancestor changed his mind and realized that what he wanted now was money.

So the old man rushed towards one of the outsiders without saying a word and put the dagger to his neck.

The others looked on in horror. The beggar they had just seen now had such momentum that they were unable to move.

"Hand over the money!" The old man's voice was low, majestic, and full of threats.

The outsiders trembled and took out their wallets and banknotes and threw them on the ground.

The old man quickly picked up the wallet and the loose change, then disappeared into the darkness.

Leaving the outsiders trembling in fear and confusion.

The whole process only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like a nightmare.

The scene was silent, with only the breathing and heartbeats of outsiders echoing in the air.

The old man achieved his goal and took out his wallet and scattered banknotes under a street light in a deep alley.

One of the wallets also contained an ID card.

Then we counted the total amount of money that was robbed, and it was about 3000 yuan in total.

Just now those people were talking about the small hotel. Now that he has money, he doesn’t have to sleep in the sewer anymore.

The ancestor found a small hotel nearby.

Perhaps because he was unfamiliar with the place or the hotel check-in process, he seemed a little embarrassed and nervous.

The middle-aged woman at the front desk was woken up from her sleep on the folding bed behind the counter, and naturally felt a little unhappy.

She looked impatient and spoke in a stiff and cold tone, "What kind of room do you want? A king-size bed room or a single room with a small bed?"

The old ancestor also felt the other party's hostility. He wanted to kill someone again, but he managed to control his emotions with great difficulty.

"How much is a king-size bed room? How much is a single bed room?"

"The price is on the sign on the counter. Check it out for yourself. Bring me your ID card."

After all, this was not his ID card. He carefully handed over the stolen ID card and asked for a double room. He was relatively rich now.

After the front desk clerk took it, he didn't even ask me to scan my face. He just quickly registered and threw an old room card to me.

The old man took the room card and silently found his room. He fiddled with the door for a long time before he realized that this is how the room card can be used.

He swiped open the door. It was pitch black in the room. Fortunately, he had night vision and found the switch at the door. "What the hell? There's no electricity."

Then he found the card slot and tried to insert the card into it, and the whole room lit up.

Although the room was simple, he was already very satisfied. After all, it was much better than living in the sewer and being a rat in the gutter. At least he had a place to stay.

There was a TV in the room. He turned it on and desperately learned some fragmented knowledge.

The old man took a bath and lay on the yellowed sheets.

"No, I still have to complete my ambitions. Life like this is worse than that of a dog.

When I become the emperor, that damn woman downstairs will be the first one to be executed.

Is it to be torn apart by five horses or to be executed by slow slicing?"

The next day, the old man slept until noon before waking up. There was a loud knock on the door. It turned out to be the waiter calling for check-out.

The old man came to the street again, cursing.

He took a bath last night, and his robe was dirty and torn after all. No matter how enchantingly beautiful his face was, passers-by on the street always pointed at him.

"I'm rich now, why not buy two sets and have a good meal at the same time."

The old man bought two sets of clothes in a clothing store on a small street, which cost him five or six hundred yuan. He felt a little painful about it, but spending money was a small matter. In such a shabby store, he still enjoyed the treatment of being looked down upon.

Sitting in a street restaurant, he spent 300 yuan on food and drink.

He still had about 2000 yuan on him, and when he saw the information about renting a house on the street, he thought about it and decided to rent a house first.

He must achieve hegemony, but then he has to take it step by step.