Chapter eight hundred and thirty first uncle, clearly in the heart
Lin Fan looked at the famous Demon King in the Xuanhuang Realm holding his thigh and crying bitterly. If anyone saw this, their jaws would definitely drop in shock.
"Xiao Ming, don't cry." Lin Fan gently touched his head to express comfort.
"No, uncle, please stop comforting me. Xiao Ming really wants to cry now." Wang Xiaoming felt aggrieved. It has been too much suffering for so many years.
"No, if you want to cry, don't hold my uncle's thigh, because the mucus will be smeared on your nose." Lin Fan said with disgust.
Wang Xiaoming looked up at Lin Fan, blinked his big eyes, feeling that he was being disliked, and then said sadly.
"Uncle, Xiao Ming is feeling miserable." Wang Xiaoming said sadly.
"Why are you suffering? You have lived a very comfortable life in the past hundred years. You have bullied a large number of talented people. You even became the boss next door and seduced other girls. Even the children are yours. What do you think you are suffering from?"
Lin Fan felt a little helpless when he heard Wang Xiaoming's complaint. How could this man be so shameless? This genius will be treated like a monkey, and he will be fooled for a hundred years.
Moreover, tens of thousands of people were fooled. Needless to say the process involved.
Especially those female prodigies. If Wang Xiaoming hadn't taken advantage of them, he wouldn't believe it even if he beat Lin Fan to death.
When Wang Xiaoming heard this, his expression was stunned, and he didn't understand, "Uncle, what the old Wang next door, what the child, you have wronged me."
"Let me just say, there used to be a guy who said that I seduced his wife. I said no, and he didn't believe it. He even started beating me. I was so angry that I beat him up. Later I found out that someone was pretending to be me.
I have been blamed for this for decades, and I don’t believe anyone who tells me.”
Wang Xiaoming burst into tears and said, "Uncle, the baby is in pain and has no one to tell him."
"That's it." Lin Fan didn't expect that Wang Xiaoming would take the blame, and inexplicably.
"Why are there so many talented people? You don't bully people every day, do you?"
Lin Fan couldn't believe this number of people. Bullying one person a day is only 365 people a year. It is more than 30,000 people in a hundred years. And among those 10,000 geniuses, it would take three days to bully them.
One, this frequency is a bit explosive.
It would have been better if Lin Fan didn't say anything. Once he did, Wang Xiaoming cried again.
"Uncle, it's unfair. I tried my best, but I only bullied six or seven thousand people. The rest were just joining in the fun, swarming to get rid of the harm. I didn't offend them. Do you think I'm unlucky?"
Wang Xiaoming cried and cried, and after meeting Lin Fan, he suddenly released the grievances in his heart.
This provoked whomever, and three to four thousand strange enemies appeared for no reason. If he didn't know the truth, he really thought he would kill his whole family.
"Hey! This is really hard on you."
After listening to Wang Xiaoming's story, Lin Fan really felt that Xiao Ming was a tragedy. This kind of thing could happen, but it was already like this, and it could only continue like this.
"Uncle, can it end like this? To be honest, the first few decades were quite happy, but the next few decades are really deadly."
"I miss my parents and my family, but I can't go back to my family now. Look, uncle, as long as I go out, for at least half a day, a large group of people will definitely surround me and kill me. Do you think this person can still do it?"
Do you have free time?"
"In the past hundred years, I haven't even had a daughter-in-law. The old Wang family has been discontinued. Uncle, you see how pitiful I am, so please help me."
Wang Xiaoming burst into tears, what he said was sad and heartbreaking.
"Didn't you give up on a genius? You defrauded him and his treasure at that time, wasn't that what happened?" Lin Fan felt that this was still Wang Xiaoming's own fault. There were so many good opportunities in front of him, but he didn't.
Cherish it, who can blame you?
"Uncle, what you said is wrong. You didn't see that prodigy. She is shabby, unattractive, and hideously ugly. If I hadn't seen that she had a baby, how could I have licked her face to deceive her?
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"On that one occasion, I faced that woman's face for three days and three nights, which caused a shadow in Mingming's heart."
Wang Xiaoming's heart trembled as soon as he mentioned that prodigy. It was a sin, an unbearable sin.
If I hadn't been strong-minded at that time, I would have been frightened to death.
Lin Fan did not expect that Xiao Ming's life in these hundred years would be so colorful.
"Do you really want to go back? What do you want to do after you go back?" Lin Fan asked.
"Uncle, I really want to go back. Calculating the time, I should inherit my father's position as the head of the family when I go back. From now on, I can enjoy life, marry a few wives, and have a few children, and I will be very happy."
Wang Xiaoming thought about it and felt that days like this were what he needed most.
"You don't want to bully others anymore?" Lin Fan asked.
Wang Xiaoming waved his hand hurriedly, "I won't come, I won't come. In the past hundred years, whenever I bully others, I feel like vomiting. After I go back, I want to be a good person and always help others."
"My day."
When Lin Fan heard this, he was stunned. This was bullying. Bullying made him feel guilty and he changed his mind.
But no, without Xiao Ming's special physique, the development of these geniuses would be very slow, and they must be allowed to continue.
"Okay, uncle will take you back now."
In an instant, Lin Fan flicked his sleeves, enveloped Xiao Ming, penetrated the void, and in the blink of an eye, he was above the void of the Wang family.
A hundred years have passed, and the Wang family has endured and become stronger and stronger, but it has always developed within the confines of this city.
Nowadays, the Wang family has developed to an extremely terrifying level, with many direct descendants and factions.
"Hey, uncle, where is my father? Who is this guy? Why is he the head of the Wang family?" Wang Xiaoming was a little confused when he saw the middle-aged man below.
"It's been a hundred years, Xiao Ming. This is the sixth generation. This is the grandson of your great-grandson..." Lin Fan pointed out, and then a screen appeared in front of Xiao Ming.
"Look, your father, your brother, your nephew, your nephew's son... are all practicing in seclusion. Do you think that if you go back now, you can still compete with the younger generations for the position of head of the family?" Lin Fan said.
"I...I..." Wang Xiaoming was almost dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He couldn't even breathe, and he almost cried.
"Uncle, this is unfair. I have never experienced the feeling of being the head of the family. Why are there so many juniors? I feel so sad..."
All these changes are so fast that Xiao Ming can hardly accept them.
Hasn't this guy not come back for a hundred years? Why is this change so big?
Lin Fan patted Xiao Ming's shoulder and said earnestly, "Xiao Ming, listen to uncle and go back to bully others. Uncle promises you that as soon as the time comes, uncle will give you a world and let you become the master of the world.
"
With the Master of Creation function that I have, I will definitely collect more worlds in the future. Giving one to Xiao Ming at that time will naturally not be a problem.
"Xiao Ming, are you not satisfied? Then two."
Lin Fan saw that Xiao Ming was silent and thought it was not enough, so he added another one.
But what Lin Fan didn't know was that when Xiao Ming heard his uncle calling him the Lord of the World, his heart couldn't help but beat. Just when he was about to say yes, he heard his uncle say two more words, and he was even more excited.
Almost fainted.
"Uncle, three, as long as you agree to give me three, I will continue to bully others." Wang Xiaoming said in a cunning manner.
"Sure, no problem, just three, uncle can afford it." At this moment, Lin Fan smiled, what a good boy, he agreed as soon as we discussed it, he was obedient, so good.
"Thank you, uncle..." Wang Xiaoming smiled happily. The hundred years of suffering had long been forgotten. Now, for Xiao Ming, all he could think about was the Lord of the World.
"kindness."
Lin Fan smiled happily, then flicked his finger, and a drop of blood vibrated in the void and seeped into Xiao Ming's body.
Nowadays, the talents of those geniuses have been improved by him. If Xiao Ming is not given some tricks, he will really be killed by these geniuses.