In Jiang Qiu's memory, Tang Siming just arrived at Jiang's house ten years ago and robbed him of everything.

Jiang Qiu's beloved room, favorite piano, and even childhood toys were all occupied by the cousin in front of him, and even Jiang Qiu had a girlfriend in his previous life, but Tang Siming used all means to trick him and play with him.

And Jiang Qiu could only bear the humiliation silently.

Now, Jiang Qiu doesn't need to endure the humiliation anymore!

He glanced at Tang Siming slightly, smiled disdainfully, and then walked towards the open door.

"Jiang Qiu! Didn't you hear me talking to you? ”

Tang Siming was extremely angry after seeing Jiang Qiu's contemptuous smile, and scolded Jiang Qiu loudly.

In Tang Siming's impression, his cousin is just a weak reptile, a little person who likes to tease the most in his life, and can let him find a sense of superiority.

When a person who habitually steps under his feet suddenly stands up and gives you a slap, that kind of psychological gap is difficult for ordinary people to bear.

That's how Tang Siming feels now.

"What are you that deserve to be yelling at my door?"

Jiang Qiu didn't reply, he stepped into the gate of the villa, and even the old housekeeper who was watering the lawn in the villa looked at him in surprise.

"What do you say? Your home? ”

Tang Siming was stunned for a moment, then reacted, pushed the car door and ran towards Jiang Qiu.

"Whose house do you think this is?"

Tang Siming took a few steps to catch up with Jiang Qiu, and reached out to grab Jiang Qiu's shoulder.

Tang Siming has lived in the Jiang family villa for ten years, and he was still a little afraid at first, but after many years of extravagant life, Tang Siming has long regarded this place as his own property.

This is really a joke, what capital does he have in Jiang Qiu to fight against the Tang family?

How could Tang Siming be willing to give up this great business?

Not to mention that Tang Siming is unwilling, his sister Tang Sijuan will not be willing, and his parents are even less likely to be willing!

You must teach this kid a good lesson, let him know that today, this villa is surnamed Tang, and it has nothing to do with his Jiang family, even if your mother and son can live in the villa, that is also what our Tang family will give to you in the past!

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Siming's power was a little greater, but ......

'Smack......'

Before Tang Siming's palm touched Jiang Qiu's shoulder, he was slapped in the face by Jiang Qiu's hand, causing Tang Siming to stumble, and blood flowed directly from the corner of his mouth.

Then, Tang Siming saw Jiang Qiu's cold gaze sweeping towards him.

"You heard me clearly, this is the Jiang family."

"This villa is surnamed Jiang, it used to be my home, now it is my home, and in the future, it will also be my home! This will never change! ”

"Acquaintances, let Jiang Wanhong take your family out of the house as soon as possible, for the sake of a little family affection, I won't kill you, otherwise ......"

When Jiang Qiu said this, he showed a devilish smile that made Tang Siming's heart tremble, and then continued to walk towards the villa.

"Crazy, crazy!"

"You dare to hit me? Aren't you afraid that my mother will kick you out of the house and let you sleep on the streets with your mentally ill mother? ”

Tang Siming wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at the blood on his hands and shouted frantically.

'Smack......'

Before Tang Siming's words were finished, he was slapped in the face again!

It turned out that Jiang Qiu returned at a very fast speed and slapped Tang Siming again.

After recovering a trace of spiritual power, Jiang Qiu's slap was heavier than the one just now, directly pulling out two of Tang Siming's teeth and spitting out blood.

"That's what you call your aunt?"

"Useless things, so big and relying on your mother to threaten others, Jiang Wanhong dared to occupy the Jiang family's villa, you didn't even learn one percent of her skills, you are simply a reptile-like existence."

"If I were you, I would go to Jiang Wanhong now, instead of being a hero here."

Jiang Qiu said coldly and turned around again.

Crawler! Crawler!

This is his Tang Siming giving Jiang Qiu a nickname, but he didn't expect to be deducted by Jiang Qiu on his Tang Siming's head today!

Tang Siming looked at the blood on the ground stupidly, and he didn't know how to vent his anger, he was used to being pampered, he had ever suffered such an insult, and he wanted to fight hard with Jiang Qiu, but he was slapped twice in a row, and Tang Siming was completely scared.

Tang Siming bit his lip tightly and shouted viciously at Jiang Qiu: "Jiang Qiu, you, you wait for me!" ”

Jiang Qiu didn't even turn his head back, if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation hadn't fully recovered, he would have even killed Tang Siming.

But now the repair has not been restored, this is a villa area, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, if you really kill someone in public, I am afraid that it will soon provoke the relevant departments.

Jiang Qiu, who was reborn, still understands the laws of society, and his strength is not enough, and Jiang Qiu doesn't want to cause big trouble.

So what Jiang Qiu has to do now is to restore his strength first.

Of course, before that, Jiang Qiu wanted to take a look at his mother, after all, blood is thicker than water, and family affection will never be erased.

Walking through the familiar living room, Jiang Qiu came directly to the corner door under the stairs on the first floor!

This room of less than 20 square meters under the stairs, or in the basement, is the residence of Jiang Qiu and her mother Yang Xiaoqin for the past ten years.

Standing in front of the heavy wooden door of the room, Jiang Qiu had a lot of thoughts in his heart, for a hundred years, Jiang Qiu was thinking about his relatives all the time in hell.

But even if he is the king of Hades in hell, he still can't continue this family relationship, and looking back at this time, it's been a hundred years.

"What are you going to do? I said I'm not sick, don't touch me! ”

An extremely angry familiar voice faintly came from the room, interrupting Jiang Qiu's thoughts.

"It's a mother's voice!"

Jiang Qiu's face changed, and his trembling hand tightly grasped the handle of the door, and suddenly pulled it open!

What caught his eye was a doctor in a white coat, a white hat, and a mask, holding a needle filled with black potion in his hand, looking indifferently at the middle-aged woman whose head was held down by two men, and walked towards the middle-aged woman mercilessly.

"Whether you are sick or not, it's not up to you to have the final say, but, I have the final say!"

The doctor sneered: "After this injection, I can live a comfortable life for three months again." ”

After the white coat finished speaking, there was an eerie chill in his eyes.

"Don't, I beg you don't, I don't want injections, I'm not sick, I'm really not sick......"

The middle-aged woman's face is beautiful, but because of years of malnutrition and lack of sunlight, she is extremely thin and looks extremely haggard, this woman is naturally Jiang Qiu's mother, Yang Xiaoqin!

Yang Xiaoqin looked at the white coat approaching, but she was helpless, so she couldn't stop shaking her head and washing her face with tears.

It's been a full decade, and every three months, this mysterious white coat appears in front of her out of thin air, injecting her with such a syringe.

It is precisely because of the injection of this liquid medicine that Yang Xiaoqin's mental disorder will have a serious illness every three months, and then it will slowly ease down, but he is still crazy, until the effect of the medicine is about to disappear, this white coat will appear again!

Four times a year, for a full decade.

In the past ten years, Yang Xiaoqin has been tortured to despair, she can only watch the sharp needle pierce her scalp, suffering in this kind of groggy days, long-term neurasthenia, even if sometimes the spirit is slightly better, but it is also rare.

Seeing that the white coat appeared again, Yang Xiaoqin was trembling all over, the coldness and pain after the liquid was injected into her body, only she knew it, it was a sense of helplessness and madness from her soul, which made Yang Xiaoqin feel painful.

But this time, just as the cold needle was about to pierce her scalp, the door to the room opened!

Jiang Qiu, who was murderous, appeared!