C1 Bullying Others too Much!!

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will fight you to the death!"

Suddenly, a furious roar came from the wakefield, causing a commotion. A young man who looked to be in his twenties held a rusty ancient bronze sword in his hand as he confronted more than ten people.

Chen Hao was furious. He never thought that these people would be so shameless. They actually wanted to expropriate his house for free!

Chen Hao was an orphan. When he was seven or eight years old, his parents passed away due to an accident, leaving behind some compensation. His relatives used his age as a reason to forcefully take the compensation for themselves and even built a village villa.

The poor Chen Hao could only live in the shabby house left behind by his parents. If it wasn't for the fact that the expenses before entering university were all waived, he probably wouldn't even be able to afford to study.

Just like that, Chen Hao had to go through high school with much difficulty. As for the university, he didn't have the money to study there. After working for two years outside, he decided to return home and start planting the ten acres of land his parents left him.

However, he never expected that he would receive a notice from the village committee the moment he returned. They wanted him to contribute his house as a temporary warehouse!

All this time, there was a rule in the wakefield that every family had to provide a room as a temporary warehouse every year. At the same time, they could also receive a portion of the subsidy. This was a pretty good job.

However, this year, the rules had suddenly changed. The warehouse was still provided, but there was no fee. In other words, it was free to be used as a temporary warehouse for the village!

In this way, no one was willing to do it anymore. Everyone was arguing endlessly. In the end, someone said, "Isn't that Chen Hao's house empty? Why don't we use his house as a temporary warehouse? What do you think?"

In the end, the whole village agreed unanimously. The group of people came over to Chen Hao to talk about this. Of course, Chen Hao was not willing to do it. It would be fine if he had the money, but the point was that it was a difficult thing to do. Why would he do it?

The two sides argued endlessly. In the end, the village chief's expression changed. "Chen Hao, if it wasn't for your parents, our village committee would have taken back your house a long time ago. This is a chance for you. Don't waste our time!"

Chen Hao was so angry that he laughed. These people were really shameless. When they had the money, they were fighting for it. Now that they didn't have any money, they were forcing him to agree.

If it was just a house, it would be fine. They actually planned to occupy his entire house as a warehouse. Where would he sleep?

In his anger, Chen Hao took out his ancestral treasured sword and pointed it at these people. Although the treasured sword was rusted because it hadn't been maintained for a long time, it was still a weapon. When those people saw Chen Hao take out the treasured sword, none of them dared to go forward.

"Chen Hao, you have to remember that you are a member of the Wakefield. As a junior, you have a responsibility to do this!" This was an old man, and he was a rather famous person in the Wakefield. He had been a teacher in his youth. Although he was only a teacher now, he still had a certain amount of prestige in this small place.

Chen Hao knew that if he let go, he would definitely not have a good life in the future.

What about the first year, the second year, and the third year?

He didn't need to think to know that these people would definitely treat his house as a warehouse. This was intolerable!

"Chen Hao, what are you doing? Put down the sword!" At this moment, a loud voice appeared, and then a middle-aged man walked out from the crowd.

The middle-aged man looked to be in his forties. His face was very clean, and he was dressed in a suit. He looked like a successful person, but the smile on his face revealed his character. He was Chen Hao's big uncle, Chen Weimin.

Seeing this person, Chen Hao's eyes were bloodshot. He almost couldn't hold back and rushed up to slash this man.

It was this uncle who took away all of his parents' compensation and used all sorts of reasons to take away all the valuable items left behind by his parents. Everything that could be sold for money was taken away, and his house was almost completely empty. That period was the most miserable time for Chen Hao.

Without money, Chen Hao had even eaten the weeds by the roadside. As for the crops left behind by his parents, not a single one was left. The culprit was also this uncle.

"Uncle, you still dare to come over!" Chen Hao squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"How can you speak like that! Is this the tone you should use when talking to your uncle? Your parents didn't educate you well from a young age, right? If they hadn't left so early, I would definitely have talked to them properly." Chen Weimin was filled with righteous indignation.

"If there was no one present, would you have come by yourself?" Chen Hao revealed a trace of ridicule. He pointed the tip of his sword at his uncle, as if he would stab him in the next second.

When Chen Weimin heard this, he subconsciously took a step back, afraid that Chen Hao would really stab him. However, he quickly realized that his movements were very cowardly. This was the result of his fear of Chen Hao. This made him angry out of humiliation.

"This time, I came here to let you accept the village committee's opinion. In the entire village, only your house is empty. Who else can you leave it to? Of course, the village committee will also take a step back and leave a room for you to rest. The other places will be used as warehouses." Chen Weimin seemed to be considering Chen Hao's feelings.

Chen Hao did not speak. He only held the hilt of his sword with more strength. His nails dug into his palm, and blood dripped onto the sword, but he did not feel anything.

The atmosphere in the field was a little strange. No one spoke. They were all waiting for Chen Hao's decision.

Not long after, Chen Hao put down his sword. His expression was very calm. "I accept the village committee's decision. However, I have a request. Give me some seeds of cabbages and rice. I want to plant my family's ten acres of land again."

"That's easy. Every family has their own seeds. As long as you agree, it's fine." The village chief revealed a smile.

What happened next was simple. In a short while, the villagers brought over some things that they did not need but would occasionally use. They placed them in Chen Hao's house. From the beginning to the end, Chen Hao did not say a word.

"It is not too late to take revenge for a gentleman. Although I am not a gentleman, I will endure it until I have the chance to take revenge."

When night fell, the villagers all left. Only Chen Hao sat by the table alone. On his table was only a bowl of porridge and a small plate of pickled vegetables. This was his dinner.

"The only valuable thing in this house should be this ancestral treasured sword. If I sell it, I can make some money. The money on me can only last me for a month. When I have no money, I will sell it again … Eh?" Just as Chen Hao was considering when to sell the ancestral treasured sword, he suddenly realized that the rust on the treasured sword seemed to have lessened.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again. It was not an illusion. The rust on the treasured sword had really lessened.

Suddenly, the treasured sword emitted a dazzling light. The light flashed and disappeared. At the same time, Chen Hao fainted.