Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

"Ever since that old man was released, he's been keeping a closer eye on me. He won't even let me leave the house, let alone go back to the city."

Tian Jiangyue became more and more upset as she spoke, and she could no longer hold back her tears: "Sometimes they don't even give me food. I don't know how I've gotten through these past few days."

"I'm sorry you suffered."

Chen Jianming patted her back and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm here to help you solve this problem. That old bastard Wang Mancang dares to bully even my woman; I think he's tired of living."

Tian Jiangyue was deeply moved upon hearing this.

Especially when Chen Jianming said she was his woman, it made her feel sweet and inexplicably at ease.

She wiped away her tears, her eyes seemingly filled with tears, and leaned closer, saying softly, "Mingzi, I thought you had forgotten about me after you went back. I've missed you so much these past few days."

As she spoke, she hugged him even tighter, her hands groping over Chen Jianming's body.

Chen Jianming pinched her cheek and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll deal with Wang Mancang first, and then I'll take care of you when I get back."

Now that it's dark and windy, it's the perfect time to make a move.

Given his physical condition, if he were to get entangled with Tian Jiangyue, it definitely wouldn't be resolved quickly enough. Let's not delay our important business.

After all, it wouldn't be so easy to make a move during the day.

Tian Jiangyue nodded, blushing. "Mingzi, be careful. I'll be waiting for you."

In another room.

Wang Mancang sat at a table with a plate of peanuts in front of him and a bottle of baijiu in his hand, drinking it in a sullen mood.

He had just been released from the police station two days ago and had been investigating who had reported him.

"Nobody in this village dares to report me. It's most likely because of that little hussy Tian Jiangyue. She dares to report me? She thinks she can go back to the city?"

Wang Mancang took a swig of baijiu and said with a sinister expression, "Let it stay and be buried with my son."

He glanced at a black-and-white photograph in the room and said, "Son, don't worry, I'll send your wife down to see you soon. But that little slut is really something else. Before I send her to meet the King of Hell, I need to have some fun with her first."

"That old bastard is really vicious."

Chen Jianming, with a cold gaze, stood in front of the door and heard Wang Mancang's words clearly.

With a creak, he didn't hesitate any longer and pushed the door open and went inside.

"Who?"

Wang Mancang's face was flushed, and he was slightly drunk. He was caught in the act when someone discovered him, and he was immediately startled.

When he looked up and saw who it was, his expression immediately turned as if he'd seen a ghost: "What, it's you, kid? Didn't you already go back to the city? What do you want at my house in the middle of the night?"

"Still drinking? Here we go!"

As Chen Jianming spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the other person across the face.

He didn't hold back with his palm strike. Wang Mancang staggered back several steps, several of his front teeth were knocked out, and half of his face swelled up instantly.

Wang Mancang was stunned, never expecting the other party to make a move.

Realizing what had happened, he flew into a rage: "Damn it, you dare to lay a hand on me? Do you want to die? Wait, you're here for that little slut Tian Jiangyue? I've had my eye on that little bitch for a while now, she's actually having an affair with you!"

Chen Jianming was too lazy to waste words with him, so he kicked out and landed a solid kick on the other man's shin.

With a crack, Wang Mancang's lower leg broke on the spot, and he slammed into the table behind him with a thud.

With a clang, the wine bottle on the table fell to the ground, and peanuts were scattered all over the floor.

"Ah! What...what exactly do you want to do?"

Wang Mancang's eyes were filled with fear, and he clutched his calf, hissing in pain.

Judging from his posture, this young man clearly intended to kill him.

Ignoring the pain in his legs, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Spare me, I'll give you all the money I've hidden, and I'll even give you that little hussy Tian Jiangyue."

"Let me send you to reunite with your son."

Chen Jianming looked disgusted, slapped the other person unconscious, and casually tossed him into his spatial storage to feed the tiger.

There's absolutely no need to be merciful to such a vicious person.

If he hadn't come this time, Tian Jiangyue would probably have been killed.

Wang Mancang's final pleas for mercy were merely out of fear, not out of remorse.

If we release him, Wang Mancang will definitely seek revenge later.

"Woof woof woof!"

This caused quite a commotion, alerting the neighboring yard, where dogs barked.

In fact, he could have easily used a drug to kill Wang Mancang silently.

There's absolutely no need for that, since no one will suspect him anyway.

Huai Shu Village is more than 2,000 kilometers away from the capital. Who would have thought that it was him who did it?

"Uncle Mancang, what's going on? Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?" A voice came from the neighboring courtyard, disturbed by the noise.

Chen Jianming ignored him and quickly left the courtyard.

After dealing with Wang Mancang, there's still Liu Neng.

Back in the village, Liu Neng often bullied others by taking advantage of his power, frequently withholding grain, and during criticism sessions, he was subjected to relentless persecution.

Since we're already here, let's settle both old and new scores today!

The night was pitch black, and the occasional barking of dogs could be heard from the village.

When Chen Jianming arrived at Liu Neng's house, the lights inside were still on.

"Director Gou, you old woman are really proactive, I like it."

"Pah, hurry up and stop talking nonsense!"

The sounds of men and women playfully teasing each other came from inside the house.

"Anyone else?"

Chen Jianming stood in front of the door and listened for a few minutes.

Judging from the voice, the woman inside was the village's women's director, who usually did nothing good.

After he was sent down to the countryside, the women's director assigned him the job of carrying manure.

There's also the case of Tian Jiangyue being forced to marry Wang Mancang's short-lived son, with the women's director also involved.

"I never expected these two to be having an affair. What a coincidence."

Chen Jianming sneered and kicked the door open.

The two people inside were busy with their work when they were startled to see someone burst in.

The women's director, in particular, quickly pulled the quilt over and curled up into a ball on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Liu Neng's face was full of fat, and his small eyes revealed a fierce expression: "Damn it, who's got a death wish? Daring to ruin my good time?"

His good deed was abruptly interrupted, leaving him both surprised and furious.

Chen Jianming smiled and waved: "Accountant Liu, it's been a long time!"

However, his smile didn't look quite right to Liu Neng.

Liu Neng's eyes gleamed with suspicion, and he said in a fierce voice, "Kid, you dare to come back after returning to the city? You even dare to kick down my door! Did I not scold you harshly enough back then to teach you a lesson?"

"Go to hell."

Chen Jianming immediately delivered a devastating kick, sending Liu Neng flying two or three meters before he slammed heavily onto a nearby table.

He's fine as long as the topic of criticism and struggle sessions isn't brought up, but he gets angry as soon as it is.

When Chen Dajun went to the countryside to target him, Liu Neng, that bastard, was the most ruthless.

If he hadn't been in good physical condition at the time, he probably would have been killed long ago.

"ah..."

Liu Neng immediately clutched his lower body and screamed in pain.

Seeing this, the women's director shrank on the kang (a heated brick bed), her face filled with terror: "Xiao Chen, what...what do you want to do?"

Chen Jianming ignored her, walked up to her, and patted Liu Neng on the head.

"Why aren't you being arrogant anymore? Huh? Got mute?"