A Spicy Stick at the Beginning, and the Villain Knelt Down on the Spot

I, the owner of a convenience store, owe 470,000 yuan. I was cheated by my brothers and bullied by my second landlord. I am so poor that I only have a pack of 50-cent spicy chips. Until that day, I had a nosebleed again, and I casually put the spicy strips into my mouth—— The world has changed. Director Wang, who had dominated the villages in the city for more than ten years, knelt down in front of me and cried and said he was sorry. Spicy strips are the trigger. There is a string in my body that can use spicy sticks as a conductor to straighten out the noise in anyone's head - greed, fear, stubbornness, dissatisfaction. From then on, all the high-minded and stubborn people in the city lined up one by one to be transformed into honest people by a fifty-cent spicy stick. The price is that every time I tune, I have to faint for several hours and my nose bleeds non-stop. Zhang Lei, the brother who cheated me of 470,000 yuan, was also involved. His disappearance was not that simple. ——The tuner, starting with five cents, specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.