Girl, don't run! Your wealthy husband wants to seduce you!

Mo Qingcheng is now a god-like person in the business world and black and white, and is looked up to like a king.

He kills decisively and vigorously.

But he was once a young man who was ignorant of the world and thought that the world was sunny and beautiful.

It wasn't until his closest relative died in his arms that he realized that there were many dark places in this world that he had not experienced or seen.

But at this moment, facing the scene before him, his heart was touched again.

The past that was once covered by dust flashed in front of him in an instant.

Mo Qingcheng is not the only son of the Mo family. He also has a younger brother named Mo Chenyi, who is 8 years younger than him.

He and his brother have a very good relationship. Mo Chenyi likes to stick to his brother, and he also loves this brother very much.

But in a wealthy family like the Mo family, where the ancestors fought and the heirs of the wealthy family fought to the death, he and his younger brother Mo Chenyi did not escape the cruelty of family disputes.

Fifteen years ago, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yuanxun, Mo Qingcheng’s grandfather, had always been strong and strong. His health was getting worse day by day, but the cause could not be found. For a year, he could only rely on a ventilator. Sustain life.

The entire family began to speculate on the successor to the head of the family.

Mo Yuan, the eldest son of Mo, Mo Qingcheng's father, has no intention of being the head of the Mo family. He and his wife Shen Qing both have an indifferent temperament.

They have also experienced family disputes from their parents' generation, and they can't bear to see their close relatives killing each other.

But Mr. Mo's favorite heir to the family head is Mo Yuan. Although Mo Yuan is unwilling to participate in the family business, Mr. Mo knows that he is talented and a genius in business.

Although the group industry he runs privately is certainly not as good as the Mo family, it is second to none in the world. Mr. Mo knows very well that as long as Mo Yuan is willing, it is only a matter of time before he can surpass the Mo family.

The most important thing is that Mo Yuan has a kind nature. Only such a person can lead the Mo family to develop on the right path.

The second son of the Mo family, Mo Yi, Mo Yuan's half-brother, was born to Mr. Mo and his step-sibling Jiang Jinghe.

This person is the exact opposite of Mo Yuan. He is vicious and vicious.

As a child, Mo Yi showed a vicious side and often tortured small animals with very cruel methods.

In order to temper Mo Yi's character, Mo Yuanxun ignored Jiang Jinghe's objection and sent Mo Yi to the mountains to practice with the Taoist immortal Yuan Xuan.

In this way, Mo Yi stayed in the mountains for ten years. Every year, Mo Yuanxun would take Jiang Jinghe to visit him.

Mo Yi is rebellious by nature and doesn't take anyone seriously. He is a little afraid of everyone who sees him. The same goes for Mo Yuanxun, who has a majestic temperament. But he is only afraid of Yuanxuan and respects him as his master. .

Seeing Mo Yi's change, his temper became much gentler, Mo Yuanxun agreed with him to go down the mountain and return to Mo's house.

On the day Mo Yi came down the mountain, Mo Yi bid farewell to Yuan Xuan and followed Mo Yuanxun away. Looking at Mo Yi's figure fading away, Yuan Xuan never said a word, but silently shook his head.

A few years after Mo Yi came down from the mountain, Mo Yuanxun became critically ill.

When he found out that his father intended to pass on the position of head of the family to Mo Yuan.

The long-standing viciousness in Mo Yi's bones was activated. In order to force Mo Yuanxun to give him the position of head of the family, Mo Yuan also completely gave up inheriting the Mo family.

Mo Qingcheng and Mo Chenyi were kidnapped when Mo Chenyi was only four years old.

No one thought that Mo Chenyi's little life would stop at the age of four.

Mo Qingcheng watched helplessly as his beloved brother was tortured to death by his second uncle Mo Yi, but there was nothing he could do.

The youngest of the children in front of me was only four or five years old, and the oldest was only ten years old. They were just like the children who were kidnapped.

The feeling of powerlessness of not being able to save his brother suddenly hit his heart. More than ten years later, he often fell into self-blame and guilt.

He hated that he was unable to protect his younger brother back then. Mo Chenyi's death was the biggest regret in his life.

And now there were nearly a hundred children in front of him. Fear flashed in each child's eyes, and his blood surged instantly.

Tonight, even if this was the underworld, he and Jin Wan'er would take these children out and send them home.

He also understood why Jin Wan'er took such a big risk to save these children.

He was shocked from the bottom of his heart by Jin Wan'er's kind and soft heart. He was lucky to have her in his life.

Think about it.

Mo Qingcheng raised the gun in his hand and was about to violently unlock the iron door and release the children.

At this moment, several figures flashed out from behind.

Mo Qingcheng turned around warily.

He saw two tall men over two meters tall, forming a human wall appearing in front of him.

Most of the light in the corridor was blocked instantly.

There was no expression on the faces of the two men, as if they were paralyzed.

Followed by dozens of secret guards.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the person opposite, his deep eyes darkened, and a bloodthirsty murderous aura rose around him.

He saved these children today, raised the gun in his hand, and fired a bullet.

"Anyone who stops me will die."

The tall man avoided the bullets and rushed forward suddenly, his fists falling like steel, and his whole body was full of wildness and cruelty.

"Anyone who breaks into the gates of hell will die."

Mo Qingcheng sneered: "Kill them all!"

The voice just fell.

"boom……"

The ceiling above everyone's heads instantly shattered, and several figures came down from above.

Gunshots rang out, and dozens of figures fell into the melee.

And Mo Qingcheng's figure instantly approached the two silly men who were more than two meters tall, and took action without saying a word.

The stupid guy wanted to raise his hand to fight back, but his fist was quickly grabbed by someone.

Then the shoulder was lifted and smashed against the wall. The force was so strong that the wall was penetrated, and the falling bricks hit the silly big man.

Another big stupid man used his fists to create wind and hit Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng did not hide or evade, raised her fist to face him head-on.

at the same time.

In a dimly lit room.

A woman was dressed in a black outfit, with her long curly hair pulled up high. The soft light shrouded a face the size of a palm. Her calm-looking eyes were full of emotions, like those under the sea. An unfathomable whirlpool.

In front of the woman, there was a man sitting with his back to her. He was blocked by the wide seat back and could not see the man's face and figure clearly.

But the man's blurry figure was reflected on the dark floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man held a cigar in one hand, and thin smoke floated in vain.

The man slowly blew out a smoke ring, but his dark eyes never left the phone in his hand.

Looking at the text flashing on the screen, after more than ten seconds, the text disappeared, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth.

"Hua'er, the fun has begun."

The man's voice was low and calm, but it was sinister and cold.

The woman remained silent, and an inexplicable and strange look appeared on her bright face.