In the Chengnan resettlement community of Tanyang City, a two-bedroom and one-living room is a rental house of less than 50 square meters.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Lun was rushing to make an advertising copy in front of the computer, and was disturbed by the sound of banging on the door outside.

"Wang Lun, are you deaf? Open the door! ”

A rude roar came in.

Wang Lun ignored it, but the banging on the door was louder, and the men outside became more and more arrogant.

"If you don't open the door again, Lao Tzu will knock down this broken wooden door!"

Wang Lun opened the door, and a burly middle-aged man with a height of almost one meter nine broke in outside.

Followed in, there was also a middle-aged woman with a snarky face.

"What are you doing here?"

Wang Lun couldn't help frowning when he saw these two people.

This is where he and his mother, Qian Mingzhu, have lived alone, since his mother died a month ago.

The people who broke in were his nominal second uncle and second aunt.

"Of course I'm looking for you!"

Qian Dayong sat on the small sofa with his feet on the small coffee table.

"There's a good thing for you."

In his hand, he clutched a black plastered sign.

"Wang Lun, have you seen this black iron plate?"

"This is a brand used for sacrifices in the Iron Age, an ancient object, give me 10,000 yuan for my second uncle, this good thing is cheap for you."

Qian Dayong said ill-intentionedly, holding a black iron plate worth "10,000 yuan", but it seemed to be holding a cinder.

In this way, anyone who sees it will know that the object is worthless.

"Keep it for yourself!"

Wang Lun didn't believe Qian Dayong's foolish rhetoric.

"I'll sell it to you!"

Qian Dayong spoke unscrupulously!

"Remember it's 10,000 yuan, tomorrow is the day you pay your salary, and when the money arrives, transfer it to me immediately on WeChat, otherwise you look good!"

When he bought it from an antique shop, he thought that the plaque with the intricate pattern was heavy, and that it might be a bronze plaque that had been destroyed by fire for sacrificial purposes.

After buying it, he couldn't help but go to the connoisseur to ask for an explanation.

It turned out to be told that this thing was the residue of meteoric iron, and it was just polished by a machine and then processed with complicated patterns on the surface.

Although this broken brand only lost him 900 yuan, he could sell it to Wang Lun at a high price.

Smack.

He casually threw the black iron plate to the ground, and he didn't even bother to act again.

"If you want to sell it, you can find someone else to sell it, anyway, I won't buy it!"

Wang Lun said angrily.

The nominal relatives are treating themselves as fools and bullying, even if Wang Lun is in an absolutely weak position in the face of Qian Dayong, who is very burly and strong, he is categorically refusing at this moment.

But this immediately angered Qian Dayong.

"Looks like I didn't teach you enough last time!"

Qian Dayong smiled fiercely, made a quick move, and smashed Wang Lun's lower abdomen with a punch, allowing Wang Lun to fall to the ground.

He was an amateur boxer, and the punch was very powerful.

Seeing his wife Liu Shuili gloating and laughing on the side, Qian Dayong laughed along.

Wang Lun's mother, Qian Mingzhu, was adopted by the old man when she was a child, not her own daughter, but just an adopted daughter.

When Qian Mingzhu was twenty-one years old, the Qian family planned to marry the young and beautiful Qian Mingzhu to the fifty-year-old Gu Ming in the provincial capital, so that he could connect with the Gu family, the official family.

It's just that letting the adopted daughter marry a slightly older person, the Qian family thinks it's not a big deal.

Without the Qian family, Qian Mingzhu would have frozen to death and starved to death, it was the Qian family who gave Qian Mingzhu a life, and Qian Mingzhu should be grateful to the Qian family and pay regardless of conditions.

As a result, Qian Mingzhu ran away with a wild man, and a year later, there was Wang Lun, and the old man was furious and cleared Qian Mingzhu from the Qian family tree, and he didn't recognize this adopted daughter until he died.

And a month ago, Qian Mingzhu was seriously ill and passed away, and the bones of the wild man Wang disappeared for several years, and the old lady Gu Fengying took people to the rental house to rummage through the boxes and cabinets and took away valuable things.

Afterwards, the old lady also asked everyone in the Qian family to find trouble with Wang Lun and suppress Wang Lun if they have anything to do.

The reason why the old lady did this, Wang Lun would not have thought of when he broke his head.

But he knew it well.

The old lady wanted to make Wang Lun afraid of the Qian family, and she became cowering in the face of the Qian family.

Because the wild man Wang left the bones to Qian Mingzhu and Wang Lun a trust fund.

This fund is actually as much as 40 million!

Three months later, on Wang Lun's twenty-fourth birthday, the trust fund will expire.

At that time, Wang Lun himself needs to sign the transfer, and the huge amount of money can be transferred to the name of the Qian family.

The old lady began to deliberately suppress and bully Wang Lun from a month ago, in order to make Wang Lun obedient, but fortunately, three months later, she gave Wang Lun both grace and power, and successfully got the 40 million.

Wang Lun didn't know about the existence of the trust fund at all, and Qian Mingzhu died suddenly, so he didn't have time to explain.

And the old lady also took people to search for valuable things in the rental house, and accidentally found the trust fund documents, and only found out about it.

Instructed by the old lady, no one in the Qian family took Wang Lun seriously in the past month, and he could handle it as he wanted!

It's just that Wang Lun's bones are hard, it's been a month, and he hasn't obeyed the Qian family's words.

Bang.

Wang Lun fell to the ground, and his right elbow just hit one of the corners of the black brand, and his elbow was cut.

Some of the blood that flowed from the wound came into contact with the black sign.

Everyone didn't notice that the black sign shook slightly, and a small cloud of white light and shadow flew out from the inside, which instantly disappeared into Wang Lun's wound and disappeared.

Wang Lun felt a pain in his elbow, and his eyes were bursting with fire glaring at Qian Dayong.

"What are you staring at, you're not bad if you don't fall to death!"

Qian Dayong sneered.

Liu Shuili also snorted coldly, and warned Wang Lun with bad intentions before leaving.

"Remember to transfer 10,000 yuan to your second uncle's mobile phone tomorrow!"

The two walked away.

Wang Lun thought about rushing out and fighting hard, but finally closed the door hatefully, rinsed the wound, and pasted it with a band-aid, and his clenched fist did not let go until this time.

was oppressed by the people of the Qian family, he did not resist, but not only could he not beat Qian Dayong, but because the Qian family was powerful, he was suppressed everywhere.

This month, he has had a hard time, with hatred in his heart, and has been trying to find a way to deal with the rich and powerful Qian family.

He wanted justice for himself and for his poor mother.

"As long as there is any opportunity to deal with the Qian family, I will definitely seize it at any cost!"

Wang Lun clenched his fists fiercely, his nails dug into the flesh and he didn't know it, at this moment he only thought about defeating the Qian family!

At this moment, a feeling of dizziness hits!

Wang Lun found that there seemed to be a lot of more information in his mind!

This information flows inside the head and hits like a wave!

Wang Lun seemed to be able to understand their meaning in a daze.

"Borrow the jade saucer, get the inheritance of my medical martial arts immortal ghost sect, obtain the Qihuang medical technique, obtain the martial arts method, save people with one hand of this sect, and control the enemy with one hand of martial arts."

"People are seriously ill and need to be treated, and they can be cured with medical skills, even if the king of Yama names them and says that they can be saved!"

"The people are evil and traitorous, and they need to be cured, and they need to be governed by martial arts means......"

More massive information containing the art of Qihuang and the martial arts method flows in the head, quickly settling down and merging into one.

This information seems to be innate.

At the same time, a mysterious warm current at the wound brought its own power, swimming among Wang Lun's limbs and hundreds of remains, providing the purest yuan power, strengthening the physical body and nourishing the meridians.

Wang Lun was dazed, drowsy and fell asleep directly on the ground.

After sleeping soundly, when Wang Lun woke up, he was shocked by the changes in his body.