Fan Dongjun, the most useless son-in-law in Jiangcheng, was slapped in the face by his mother-in-law in public, and stepped on and humiliated by his wife's ex-boyfriend.
"Trash, what can you do to save your brother-in-law's life?"
He bowed his head and remained silent, just like every day for the past five years.
That night, a satellite phone that had been dusty for five years was connected.
The next day, the underground emperor came to deliver the money in person.
On the third day, the Xiehe expert team parachuted in to rescue my brother-in-law.
On the seventh day, one hundred thousand Tiance cavalry rode through the night sky of Jiangcheng. The commander with the star on his shoulders knelt in front of him, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Congratulations to the commander-in-chief!"
The man who had slapped him was kneeling in the snow and shivering.
The man who had robbed his wife was already stinking in the sewers.
Everyone thought this was the pinnacle of the son-in-law's counterattack.
Until he stood in the middle of thousands of people and said those words to the night——
"It's time to settle the accounts from five years ago."
