Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"You old beast!"

The landlord raised his hand high, and the slap landed right above the old woman's head.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the person he had called "Mom" for decades.

"Even if I was adopted by you, have I ever treated you badly for even a single day in these past decades?!"

His voice was hoarse, and his throat tasted of blood.

"I fed you and clothed you! Later, I changed careers, and even gave that big truck to my good-for-nothing brother!"

The landlord became increasingly manic as he continued to rant.

"You fucking ordered him to sleep with my wife just to save on that little bit of dowry money?!"

He pointed at the unconscious bastard lying on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face:

"You made me a cuckold, raising this bastard as my own son for twenty years?!"

The old woman collapsed to the ground, her body shrinking backward:

"Son... let your mother explain..."

The old woman was still trying to argue her point:

"After all, you weren't born from your mother's womb..."

"Our Zhang family must have at least one legitimate member of the main lineage..."

"And all these years, how affectionately Grandson has called you..."

Snapped!

A solid slap landed on the old woman's face.

The slap was so heavy that it sent the old woman tumbling to the ground.

"Explain your mother's ass!" the landlord roared.

"You want your mother's grandson! You want your bloodline! Your whole family are animals!"

Snapped!

Another slap.

The old woman's face was swollen high, and two dentures flew out along with blood.

She screamed in pain, clutching her face and rolling on the ground.

"I'll beat you to death today, you old bastard!"

The landlord grabbed the broom handle from beside the bed, ready to continue smashing it down.

Bai Li stood by and watched coldly, making no attempt to stop them.

Li Jiaxin leaned against Bai Li's arm and muttered to herself:

"That old woman is really something else. She did something like this and still expects people to understand her desire for her own bloodline?"

Bai Li ruffled Li Jiaxin's hair:

"So she got her comeuppance..."

The old woman was slapped twice, and feeling dizzy and disoriented, she could only weakly lie on the ground.

Her mouth was full of blood, and she spoke with a lisp.

"Son...stop hitting him..."

She reached out and hugged the landlord's legs, still calculating:

"You've vented your anger, and you've figured out what you needed to know..."

The old woman tilted her head back, her cloudy eyes gleaming with greed:

"The three of us, grandfather, grandson, and granddaughter, have eaten from the same pot for so many years, we must have some feelings for each other..."

She clung tightly to the landlord's trouser leg, refusing to let go.

"This yard is going to be demolished soon, and our family will be rich. Will you continue to support us?"

"Let's keep this to ourselves and not tell anyone..."

The old woman spoke more and more fluently.

The landlord was so angry he laughed.

"Fuck your mother!"

He kicked the old woman's hand away:

"Who the hell is your son? I've been supporting your mother's stinking bastard! You've treated me like a cuckold for twenty years, and now you dare to covet my demolition compensation?!"

The landlord raised his foot and kicked the old woman hard in the stomach.

The old woman was so frightened that she curled up into a ball.

However, the powerful kick was misdirected and went astray, landing directly on the unconscious bastard.

"Aww!"

The bastard, who had been unconscious, let out a scream.

He opened his eyes groggily, clutching his lower back with both hands, curled up like a shrimp.

"Ouch... Didn't I just get slapped? Why does my lower back hurt so much..."

The bastard wriggled on the ground a couple of times, then opened its eyes and saw what was in front of it.

The father was beating people wildly, and the grandmother was lying on the ground with her face covered in blood.

The bastard screamed in terror:

"Dad! What are you doing?!"

He crawled forward two steps using both his hands and feet:

"I failed the civil service exam and lost my job, why are you taking your anger out on your grandmother?"

He was completely unaware of the dramatic changes that had taken place in his home, instead indulging in fantasies of getting rich.

"Even if I don't have a job, I still have you!"

The bastard looked up at the landlord:

"Isn't your tenement building going to be demolished soon? Our family will get millions and three apartments. We have a great chance to turn things around!"

"Give me two sets, and I'll go out and start some business. I'll still be a high-class person!"

The landlord looked at the bastard child he had loved for twenty years.

Looking at his face with acne scars that were extremely similar to his older brother's.

He took two steps back and burst into maniacal laughter:

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The landlord laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You bastard! You deserve to lose your job! You deserve to be a gigolo and get used by others!"

The bastard was completely bewildered.

He sat on the ground, clutching his back, staring blankly at the crazed landlord:

"Dad...why are you yelling at me? Are you too upset?"

The landlord's laughter stopped.

He looked down at the grandfather and grandson lying on the concrete floor.

Then, the landlord reached for his waistband.

With a click, the belt buckle was unbuckled.

Bai Li reacted quickly, reaching out to cover Li Jiaxin's eyes with his large hand.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing!"

Li Jiaxin's vision went black as she grabbed Bai Li's wrists with both hands.

"Not suitable for children, don't get your eyes dirty," Bai Li whispered.

"Aww, then I'll hide in your arms." Li Jiaxin snuggled closer to Bai Li, only pricking up her ears to listen for any sounds.

The bastard was so frightened by the landlord's action of unbuckling his belt that he shrank back.

"Dad... what are you doing... I'm your son! Don't do anything reckless!"

He tried to struggle to his feet and run towards the door.

But after being slapped and kicked hard in the back, my limbs are weak and I can't muster any strength.

The old woman was also on her last breath, lying paralyzed to the side, unable to move.

The landlord pointed at the two people on the ground.

Warm, foul-smelling liquid poured down.

The sound of pattering water echoed inside the bungalow.

It was poured directly onto the bastard and the old woman's heads and faces.

"Ah! My eyes!"

The bastard frantically rubbed his face with his hands, but ended up getting it all over his body.

The old woman kept her mouth tightly shut, but the liquid still flowed down her nose and chin.

Ten seconds later.

The landlord shook himself, and while fastening his belt, he said:

"That feels so good!"

He exhaled a long breath:

"This piss is to avenge my wife, whom you all drove to her death!"

The landlord pointed at the two disheveled figures on the ground and began to curse viciously:

"Listen up, you two."

"You two are not related to me by blood! Do you understand?!"

"One of you is an accomplice in killing my wife, and the other is a bastard!"

The bastard stopped wiping his face, stunned and speechless.

Even if he's not very bright, he can still figure out what happened.

I am not his biological child.

The landlord ignored their reaction and looked around the bungalow.

He put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter again:

"Hahaha! That's good too!"

"Finally, I don't have to support you two vampires anymore!"

The landlord stood with his arms outstretched, his face filled with blissful intoxication, his mind filled with images of the carefree days he spent with his vast fortune:

"This yard under my name is going to be demolished!"

"A million dollars! Three big houses! All of them are mine alone!"

He looked down at the two men on the ground, his eyes filled with utter contempt:

"Nobody's going to fight me for a share of the money! You won't get a single penny! I'll make you beg on the streets!"

The landlord laughed louder and louder.

Just as the landlord was laughing maniacally, thinking he had gotten rid of all his burdens and was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

Bai Li, who had been silent all along, finally spoke:

I don't think that will work.

Bai Li removed his hand from Li Jiaxin's eyes, took out his phone from his pocket, and waved it:

"Because I just talked to my friend."

He paused for half a second, his thin lips parted slightly:

"Your courtyard is an illegal structure, and you won't receive a single penny in demolition compensation."