我是一个乞丐，但突然变成了百万富翁。

I was a beggar, but suddenly became a millionaire.

I looked at him pI was begging on the street when a gang of thugs beat me up.At that moment, a luxury car suddenly stopped in front of me. 

An elderly man dressed in fine clothes got out from the passenger side.When he saw me, his eyes welled up with tears, and he cried out,

 "Young master, you've suffered!" 

It turned out that I had been kidnapped 20 years ago, and my real father was actually the richest man. 

....

 I hadn't yet figured out what was happening. 

I saw the old butler wave his hand, and a group of men dressed like bodyguards captured the thugs who had beaten me up earlier. 

"Kneel!"

 With a few thuds, the three men knelt before me. 

Seeing them made my injuries ache, and I shrank back in fear. 

The butler had a chair brought from the trunk, and I was helped into it. 

Then he respectfully asked me, "Young master, how should we handle this?" 

The three men were still defiant, struggling and glaring at me. 

I whispered to the butler, "I can do anything?" 

The butler smiled kindly, "Yes."I swallowed hard and whispered even more softly, "

...Beat them up?""You dare!"

 As soon as I finished speaking, the man in the middle suddenly shouted, broke free from the bodyguard's grip, and swung his fist at me. 

I screamed in terror, hugging my head and curling up on the bench, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I won't dare anymore, please don't hit me!" 

The sound of fists and feet hitting flesh filled the air.But it wasn't hitting me. 

Through the gap between my arms, I peeked out and was stunned.The three men were surrounded by a group of bodyguards, being beaten mercilessly. 

The butler, still unsatisfied, frowned, "Didn't you eat? Hit harder!"

 After a while, the butler asked me, "Young master, do you feel better?"Seeing the three men's vicious glares, I felt choked and couldn't speak, barely nodding. 

The butler clapped his hands, "Stop."The bodyguards stopped and forced the three men to kneel in front of me again.They had lost their arrogance, their faces bruised and swollen, barely able to open their eyes. 

I stood up slowly, inching towards them, stopping in front of the man in the middle, staring at him.He looked up at me, his mouth moving slightly, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam towards me. 

It didn't hit my face, but landed on my already dirty clothes.I stared at the spit on my clothes for a moment, then looked at him expressionlessly.He smirked coldly, muttering through gritted teeth,

 "If you don't kill me today, I'll kill you another day!"

 With a slap, I raised my hand and gave him a hard slap.My hand went numb, but I felt a rush of satisfaction.The man looked at me in disbelief.I extended my hand, "Give back the money you robbed." 

The man snorted and lowered his head, pretending not to hear.I turned to look at the butler.The butler ordered the bodyguards, "Search him."

 The bodyguards immediately searched the man thoroughly, finding several bills: two hundreds, a fifty, two twenties, and a five.