Dressed as a petite jerk

"It's because you don't know me well enough to think that I, Mo Jiuqin, are easy to talk to?"

"Or you don't know my methods well enough, do you think my temper has changed? Is the skinning technique rusty?"

Everyone in the murderous atmosphere that was so thick that it couldn't be dispelled didn't even dare to breathe out.

Even Luo Qingci, who commanded thousands of troops and did not blink an eye in the face of countless powerful Zerg, felt timid because of this killing intent.

And the people around are all thinking of those horrific things——

It is rumored that the Mo family is a big family that has lasted for hundreds of years, and it still maintains extremely strict family rules.

——A man should put his main wife first, even if there are countless women who are willing to be the second, third, or fourth wife of the head of the family...

But the previous Patriarch of the Mo family brought a vixen into the house just one year after he got married.

He said it himself—to be with his original partner forever, never change his mind, and no one can tarnish the pure and sacred relationship between them.

But as soon as he turned around, he indulged Xiao San'er to ridicule, plot, and frame his ex-wife.

He even cruelly threw his first wife, who was about to give birth, into the ice and snow, to a bunch of villains that the little San'er had bribed in advance, and brought the little San'er back to the Mo family...

The original wife was completely desperate, and was forced to make a deal with the leader of the villain, offering her unconditional satisfaction of any request of the leader after giving birth in exchange for the leader letting her child live.

In the dark forest, on the vast snow field, that child came to this world.

His mother hung the jade pendant with his name on his neck that he had prepared long ago.

His surname is Mo, and his name is Mo Jiuqin!

He grew up in a den of bandits.

He just learned a little bit, and he saw his mother being tortured and humiliated by the leader with special hobbies day by day...

Even after the leader got tired of his mother, he threw her to a group of people...

He was called a bastard, a scum, and because he was good-looking, he was planned to be a plaything for some big bosses when he grew up...

But obviously, he is the orthodox son of the Mo family!

The huge Mohist family, if they want to save their mother and child, it will not take much time and cost at all...

From the age of five, this abandoned son of the Mohist family began to plot to accumulate his own strength.

No one knows that his IQ is close to that of a monster, but they only know that looking at him who is extremely weak, he somehow uses some method to make himself stronger little by little, and he has a group of diehard loyalists who obey his orders...

At the age of 11, he entered the bedroom of the bandit leader, cut off the head of the bandit leader like a pig's head, and threw it in front of all the bandits.

Then, let his people move the leader's body over there, and dissect it expressionlessly in front of everyone.

Peel the skin, extract the bones, pick the tendons, divide the meat...

That den of thieves on a deserted island in the high seas began to recognize him as the king!

He finally got the news about the Mo family.

Knowing that his biological father, Mo Quankun, unilaterally announced that he and his mother were dead.

He unilaterally made Wu Tongying his wife, and gave birth to a son who was only seven months younger than him, named Mo Aiyin.

Love Yin?Ai Ying!

He, Mo Quankun, fell in love with Wu Tongying, so what about his former wife?

Just waiting to rot in a corner somewhere?

Mo Jiuqin hated these people very much, but he endured and did not return home.

He went abroad, learned the same skill after another, killed one after another, established one company after another, and achieved one amazing achievement after another...

Until, when Mo Quankun was about to hand over the power of the Mo family to Mo Aiyin on the day of Mo Aiyin's coming-of-age ceremony, he returned to the Mo family.

With the means of absolute iron and blood, suppressed the power of the Mohists.

The dog-leg forces that Wu Tongying had cultivated for so many years were neatly peeled off, packed in more than a dozen large boxes, and given to Mo Aiyin as a congratulatory gift.

What did he say then?

"Mo Aiyin, my mother gave birth to me, so I won't call you brother, bastard, bastard, cheap, trash... I can pass these titles to you!"

"I, Mo Jiuqin, am the heir of the Mo family, the dead heir of the Mo family's family rules for hundreds of years—I'm not dead yet, who dares to seize power?"

"Mo Quankun, since you don't want to be the head of the Mo family, then I, Mo Jiuqin, will take over the position of head of the Mo family and the right to lead the Mo family today..."