The villain boss of quick travel delivered to your door

Chapter 100 I Heard President You Are Reborn
"Ding, welcome to the system world. I am System 001. After completing the task, you can revive Qi Zixuan."

"Ding, mission requirement: seize the destiny of the Son of Destiny in the world."

"Ding, the character is possessed: Mo Zishu"

"Ding, the character's long-cherished wish: to become a top superstar."

"Ding, the world is loaded, good luck."

What kind of role will you be in this world?
My emperor?

Among the top residences in City H, a banquet is being held, with luxurious clothes and rich clothes; the ladies are smiling and holding the man's arm, raising wine glasses, shaking light-colored champagne, and celebrating the birthday of the chaebol's daughter together.

Mo Zishu was dizzy, accepting the flood of memories, stumbled to turn on the light at hand, panted slightly, drank the cold water, and lay back on the bed.

The golden lights swayed in front of him, and the dots of bright colors were divided into countless strands, bright and luxurious.

Mermaid?

It looks like a shark.

It just looks weak.

"There is more." Mo Zishu smiled lazily, quite angry at the fate of this character: "You are a character who can barely be regarded as a lady, why do you want to fight with the little girl directly? You can't kill someone with a knife. Yes, but also provoked a fishy body in vain."

"Mother." The door was violently opened, and a handsome young man was holding a wine glass and casually shaking it: "It's my sister's birthday, you must get up."

The young man spoke forcefully, looked at the woman paralyzed on the bed contemptuously, felt slightly disgusted, and smacked his lips.

Another one for money.

It's a pity that this ability is stronger, and she married into their family.

Mother?

Mo Zishu tapped his head, thinking in his heart, if this is my child, I will have to wring his head off, he is so unruly.

"Xiaoyan." Mo Zishu stood up, picked up a book, and threw it at the boy, "How did you talk to your mother?"

The young man dodged away smartly, with a bad expression on his face, and rebelliously said: "How do I talk? That's how I talk. If you don't like it, then get out of my house."

Mo Zishu kneaded her forehead and crushed the edge of the bed with her bare hands in front of the young man. She slapped the table fiercely with sharp eyebrows and scolded, "Don't you want me to teach you a lesson today?"

Not to mention the brittle debris falling from the edge of the bed, even the table that was photographed was cracked like spider webs, crooked and sinister.

The table is broken.

Broken.

Xiao Yan is not very old, but he doesn't like this young stepmother, and hates her limp character, he was frightened for a moment, dropped the wine glass and spilled it on the expensive carpet, the wine was absorbed by the carpet, and soon Disappear.

In the end is a child.

Mo Zishu's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his lips curled up, exuding the aura of being in a high position all year round, showing no pity for the frightened young man: "Xiaoyan, be good, don't let mother worry."

She paced slowly, patted the boy's trembling shoulders, took out the book that was stuck in it from the wall behind her, shook the scum, and smiled gently: "Good boy, read more books."

If she really had the intention to kill, how could this child who didn't even have the slightest bit of kung fu escape it.

It's just to scare the screaming brat, let him be good.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and watched Mo Zishu walk out of the room in a daze. His legs gave way and he fell to the ground. The writing in his hand was covered with wall dust and mottled, and the title of the book could not be read clearly.

The young man took a deep breath, but his eyes soon became bright. He couldn't wait to wipe off the dust on the book, and the gold-plated title on the book came into view.

　Mo Zishu: "The cleansing of a dead lady begins."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)