Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

She pushed through the crowd and walked in, saying loudly, "I was wondering who it was. I could hear the noise from across the building. Turns out it's my uncle and aunt's family!"

When Uncle Zhong saw his niece who was good at talking, his eyebrows jumped.

He looked like a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, a little short, only about 167cm tall, but he was well-dressed and spoke slowly, exuding the air of a successful person who had seen the world.

He spoke slowly, his tone gentle but with a hint of reproach: "Wanwan, don't interrupt adults' affairs as a child!"

Zhou Shuwan sneered, "Uncle, I'm already 20 this year, and I've already reached adulthood. No wonder you didn't know. Our two families haven't been relatives for five or six years, right? What's the matter? Do you think that after so much time has passed, everyone has forgotten the disgusting things you did back then?

How dare you come to our house and ask for a place to live? I don’t know who said that even begging for food would miss my door!

Back then, Zhong Tiyun made a harsh statement that she would never visit Uncle Zhong's house even if she had to beg for food. Uncle Zhong followed suit and said that he would never visit the Zhou family again even if he died!

Uncle Zhong's face flushed darkly, but he still spoke with dignity: "Your mother did something wrong at that time, and I, as the eldest brother, was teaching her a lesson. The eldest brother is like a father, and it is natural for me, as an older brother, to teach my younger sister a lesson no matter where I am!

Your mother is narrow-minded and so wicked that she almost broke up our family. She's such a vicious woman!"

Zhong Tiyun was so angry that her lungs almost exploded. She rushed forward two steps, and her fingers almost touched the other person's nose: "Zhong Baoguo, tell me clearly, who was the one who did it back then?

Who didn't allow me to come to my parents' funeral? Who didn't want to support the elderly but only wanted to take money from my brothers and sisters? Who didn't act like an eldest brother and ruined the reputation of his younger brothers and sisters for the slightest thing..."

Uncle Zhong was short and thin, not as imposing as Zhong Tiyun. He retreated when his nose was pointed at him. His eldest son Zhou Qinghui was afraid that his father would suffer, so he immediately stepped forward with his neck stiffened and pulled Zhong Tiyun's arm with his hand: "Aunt, don't blame me for being rude if you dare to hit me!"

Zhou Jianghai was immediately furious: "Qinghui, you dare to hit your aunt!" He took a few big steps and was about to slap her like a palm-leaf fan.

But someone was quicker than him. Zhou Shuwan slapped his cousin in the face, then grabbed his thick neck and pushed him back. With a few screams, he pushed him against the wall.

No one expected her to suddenly take action, and everyone looked at her in shock.

"Wan... Wan..." It was the first time that Zhou Jianghai saw his daughter display her power. He was stunned for a moment before muttering her name.

Uncle Zhong's family was also shocked. Uncle Zhong hurried forward to persuade them, "Qinghui, Wanwan, you young people should stop adding fuel to the fire. Let the adults handle the matter!"

Aunt Ding Yanhua was stunned for a moment. She was very protective of her son, and when her precious son suffered a loss right under her nose, how could she let him off easily? She screamed and rushed forward: "Zhou Shuwan, you little bitch, I'm going to rip your mouth apart!"

Zhou Shuwan only took a step back and raised his legs slightly, but his aunt couldn't stop because the momentum was too strong and she fell heavily to the ground.

"Mom! Zhou Shuwan, I'm going to fight you!" Uncle Zhong's daughter Zhong Xingyu rushed over angrily. Zhou Shuwan slapped her, and the other party whimpered and fell on her mother.

In a blink of an eye, three of the four adults in the Zhou family fell to the ground.

Zhou Shuwan ignored the surprised crowd and looked coldly at his uncle who was still standing there, and pursed his lips: "Uncle..."

It seems like a polite invitation to the other party to join in this exciting game.

Uncle Zhou is a brain-based survivor. He always hides in the back and makes plans, while his wife, son and daughter charge forward in the front. But now, before the two families have even fought a few rounds, his wife, son and daughter have all fallen to the ground.