The beginning of September, a cold in autumn.

The withered yellow leaves fell on his broad shoulders.

Standing under the old tree, Chu He looked at the barren old house of the Chu family.

Eight years ago, on the wedding night, the Chu family in Cloud City was destroyed overnight. Their parents were buried in the sea of fire and turned into ashes. Their elder brother was buried in the river and his bones were gone. Even his young nephew died a violent death. However, his enemy was lawless and broke free.

"Child, run, run as far away as possible!"

"Run, stay alive and avenge the Chu family..."

Painful memories spread in Chu He's mind. He clearly remembered that his Second Uncle carried him out of the sea of fire and finally fell on the ice-cold snow with his last breath.

He had endured humiliation for 13 years. Now that Chu He succeeded and became famous, it could be said that he was second only to ten thousand people. It was the right time.

When a gust of cold wind whistled and the sea of clouds dispersed, Chu He took a deep breath and said, "Father, Mother, Big Brother, Second Uncle, I'm back."

Before Chu He stood alone in the deserted house, his eyes were full of hatred, and he clenched his fists secretly.

"According to the latest news provided by Yangui Restaurant, the Chu family's massacre was by no means accidental. The five great families in Cloud City were all involved."

"As long as the general gives an order, the five great families in Cloud City will no longer exist after tonight."

In the night, a lonely figure approached and stopped behind Chu He respectfully.

Chu He shook his head. "It's just the five major families in Cloud City. They're just ants. They can be destroyed with a flick of a finger. I want the truth."

In the middle of his words, Chu He emphasized, "This is my family affair. I must do it myself and kill the enemy myself."

Eight years ago, he carried his hatred and fled to the border. In order to avoid the enemies' pursuit and sneak into the military camp, he fought bloody battles in the border where corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river. His life and death did not last more than a moment.

Eight years later, he went through nirvana and came back bloody. He was the famous national general of Hua nation and also the supreme War God who was numb and determined to kill in the enemy's eyes.

"Is the thing I want ready?" Chu He suppressed the chill and turned back to ask.

Ge Feng nodded and said, "I'm ready. According to your instructions, there is a total of 100 million dollars."

As soon as he finished speaking, a uniform and well-trained team placed ten safes in front of Chu He. The moment they opened the safes, the passers-by were shocked and stopped to watch.

In the safe, there were neatly arranged beautiful cash notes.

"Damn it, what's going on? There are so many beautiful bills. There must be at least tens of millions. Is it true?" A man next to him rubbed his eyes in disbelief and asked.

"It must be fake. Who would have the money to show off in broad daylight? Besides, who in Cloud City can take out so much dollars all at once?"

"No, all these dollars are real."

At this time, a woman's voice broke the debate. The woman was wearing a bank uniform. She should be a bank practitioner. Suddenly, the scene was in an uproar, and the number of onlookers was increasing.

"They are showing off their wealth in broad daylight. What do they want to do?"

"God knows. He's just putting on airs. What else can he do? Now, what else can the rich second generation do other than putting on airs? He's a little too rich to show off."

Chu He turned a deaf ear to the remarks of the passers-by. He gradually bent down, took out a stack of beautiful notes from the safe, and then took out a lighter made of oil from his trouser pocket.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the fire lit up the beautiful bills.

"F*ck... Burning... burning, US dollars..." The onlookers were stunned. "This fu*king beast is too much. Who on earth is this person? Is there a gold mine in his family?"

It was the end of winter today, and there was the custom of worshipping ancestors in China. As the fire burned more and more fiercely, Chu He threw the beautiful banknotes into the raging fire.

Green smoke rose into the sky, hoping that the soul of the Chu family could rest in peace as soon as possible.

A total of 100 million dollars burned nearly half an hour. The crowd was excited as if they had a red-eyed disease.

"It's really the first time that I've seen a dry and dry death, a dry death of a cold, and an incense sacrifice."

When the flames dissipated and the smoke disappeared, the subordinates and the onlookers left one after another. However, at this moment, several excavator came from a distance, and they were parked behind Chu He.

Then, a long-haired young man with a cigarette in his mouth jumped down from the excavator. He pointed at Chu He and shouted arrogantly, "Who gave you the balls to burn paper money in our Zhao Family's territory? You are really unlucky. Get out of here."

"The old house of the Chu family has become the territory of the Zhao family?"

Chu He's face suddenly turned cold. "Since when did the Zhao Family dare to covet the ancestral mansion of our Chu family? Who gave Zhao Wan the courage?"

"Hey, kid, you're quite arrogant. I said this is the Zhao Family's territory, and it's the Zhao Family's. I think you need to be taught a lesson."

As he spoke, he stretched out his fist and hit Chu He. Before his fist could touch Chu He's back, Chu He turned around and punched.

With a bang, Damao fell to the ground in an instant.

"You f*cking dare to hit me?" Damao said angrily.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the other people brought by Damao jumped off the excavator one after another, and a dozen people swarmed toward Chu He.

It was said that it was hard to fight against four people with both fists. Damao was used to bullying others with his power, so he immediately forgot his scars and pain. He got up happily, pointed at his face, and shouted at Chu He, "Old boy, weren't you powerful just now? How dare you hit me again? If you have the ability, you can punch me again."

Chu He smiled calmly and said, "I've been in the army for eight years, but I've never seen such a cheap request. Well, I'll satisfy you."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

He couldn't see anything at all. This time, not only Hairy, but also his men fell to the ground.

He, Chu He, dominated the battlefield and fought hundreds of battles. He was just a dozen ordinary people. How could he care about them?

"He's just an ant. Go back and tell Zhao Wang that I'll settle with him about the grievances eight years ago," Chu He said sternly.

"What a big tone. I want to see who dares to sweep our Chu family."

Suddenly, a car came over and stopped. After the car door opened, a handsome young man got out of the car.

The young man was dressed glamorously. Each of his clothes was an international brand, and he wore a limited edition P lava watch on his wrist.

Chu He also knew this person. It was Zhao Xiangrui, the young master of the Zhao Family.

"Big Master, it's him. Not only did he hinder our construction, but he also insulted our Zhao Family and our master in public." The long-haired man pointed at Chu He and replied in horror.

Zhao Xiangrui took a step forward with a cold face and glanced at Chu He from the corner of his eyes. He frowned slightly and suddenly smiled. "Hey, isn't this the Chu family's young master, Chu He? Why, are you still alive?"

After that, he turned to the crowd and said with a smile, "Dear friends, please allow me to introduce this person to you. This is the only good-for-nothing-Chu He, who was born from the destruction of the Chu family eight years ago!"