"Young Master, Miss, you're back."

As soon as they entered the door, Atsui and Zhang's mother greeted them politely.

Mo Yichen pulled Mo Ning, who had his head down, with a fierce momentum, and walked towards the bedroom angrily, with a cold face, without responding to Acui and Zhang's mother, and walked straight to the bedroom.

Walking to the bedroom, Mo Yichen threw Mo Ning down on the bed with all his might, his eyes as black as a cheetah lingered with the aura of desire, and he grabbed Mo Ning's thin body condescendingly.

Mo Ning's chest slammed into the bed, hurting like a tear, frowning, biting her lip to prevent herself from making a sound.

But her silence not only did not make Mo Yichen stop, but also became more ruthless, Mo Yichen grabbed Mo Ning who was thrown on the bed by him, and his dark eyes grabbed Mo Ning tightly, clear but stubborn eyes.

"I want you to remember to me that you will always be my pet!"

The low, magnetic male voice was sexy with an irresistible warning order, and his cheetah-like eyes looked at Mo Ning fiercely, as if he wanted to suck her into his body, so that she would never be able to escape.

In front of him, he looked pitiful and unhappy, his anger burned unconsciously, the more silent she was, the more she didn't resist, the more angry he became, it was difficult for this woman to take him Mo Yichen in her eyes at all!

Don't forget, he's her master!

Mo Ning gasped, she didn't look at this bloodthirsty man with no complaint, there was no helplessness in her clear eyes, there was firm stubbornness, for the sake of her sister's future, she knew that as long as she reached a contract with this man, she would never be able to turn back.

"What have I done, that you are going to do this to me?"

Mo Ning's fair face was a little pale from the pain of the wound, now is not the time for her to be afraid, there are still many things waiting for her to do, she is deeply aware of her responsibility.

At this time, she looked at the blood-like man in front of her with strong eyes.

"Humph!" Mo Yichen sneered, his cold eyes instantly flowed with a strange light, even he didn't notice it, no woman could talk to him so calmly and calmly in the face of his angry and violent eyes, even he didn't know that he had a few different emotions for the stubborn woman in front of him in his heart that was overflowing with anger just now.

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The cold night breeze kept blowing on his cheeks, and Mo Yichen sat on the roof of the Mo family's villa, looking up and drinking the remaining alcohol from the wine bottle. Looking at the twinkling stars, what comes to mind is the faces of my parents.

"Daddy, what's that brightest star called?"

"That one, called the Morning Star, appears first and disappears the latest every day."

When he was young, he snuggled in Mommy's arms, pointed to the stars in the sky, and asked his father beside him. It was his childhood memory, which ended with his parents being tortured and killed.

"Smack—" Draining the bottle, he shook it off with all his might, smashing it to pieces. The crisp voice, echoing in the silent night sky, shook his heart. The darkness of the night outlines his facial lines, gilding it with a layer of quiet loneliness. Looking at the stars, in the deep eyes, the pain flashed away. At the age of eight, he hid in the closet and watched his beloved parents being tortured and killed, but he didn't dare to squeak.

At the age of nine, he began to train as an heir to fight wolves. At the age of ten, he learned to use all kinds of guns, fight, and fight, but he couldn't kill the enemy! Since the death of his parents, he has lost a bright and carefree childhood. Every time he saw Xiao Ningxi playing happily in front of the Mo family couple, his heart, not to mention how painful it was! It's envy, it's jealousy, it's hatred! The Mo family deprived him of everything! His loved ones, his childhood, his whole life!

"Ahh The tall and lonely black figure blended with the dark night, and only those deep eyes emitted a dark gray light.

Today is the day when Mo Yichen takes over as the Celestial Shadow Gang. The quiet and majestic auditorium was full of members, all dressed in uniform black clothes, and even their faces were uniformly cold. In the first row of seats, there are the main leaders of the gang, and in the middle, Ning Xi is dressed in black.

It's been five days since that night, and today, she was coerced by Mo Yichen to attend the succession ceremony of the gang leader. Above the small stage in front of the auditorium, a large red flame sign, the totem of the gang, hangs. The slender black trench coat enveloped his tall figure even more majesticly, and a pair of sharp eyes looked coldly and confidently ahead. The position of this gang leader was set from the day he was selected by the Mo family's grandfather from the orphanage!

"Do you have any objections?" , A respectful voice sounded in the front right of the stage, and a tall man dressed in black respectfully asked several middle-aged men with cold faces sitting in the first row.

The five heads of state nodded in silence, indicating that there was no meaning.

"Let's start the succession ceremony!" At this time, Mo Yichen's big hand pulled hard, took off his windbreaker jacket, handed it to his subordinates on the side, and then quickly took off his black tight vest, revealing his strong and well-textured chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and large and small scars. Ning Xi watched this scene in astonishment, his heart twitching fiercely as his eyes touched the dense scars on his body. For the first time, she could see his* upper body clearly.

"The ceremony begins! Leaders, please carry it out! "Five leaders with a sharp dagger in each hand.

The so-called ceremony officially began, and I saw a leader with a dagger in his hand, walking up to Mo Yichen's side, and patting his left shoulder with one hand.

"No—" ........................ (200 words omitted, no way, no details) and others, like Mo Yichen, did not make any statement. Mo Yichen's gaze faintly swept over the stunned Ning Xi, and the corners of his mouth slightly sneered. What is her attitude? Sympathize? Commiseration? Or distressed? Mo Ningxi, all of this is thanks to your father! Why bother here!

"Don't!" ………………………… Ning Xi watched this scene with bated breath, and finally stood up excitedly, a young face was already full of tears.

"Miss, don't get excited, this is just a succession ceremony for the helper!" When the subordinates saw the emotional Ning Xi, they hurriedly stepped forward and leaned down to comfort her.

"Brother—"

"Brother-woo-" Ning Xi cried out uncontrollably, crystal clear tears kept falling from her round eyes, Mo Yichen's gaze swept to her lightly, his eyes met, his eyes were not emotionally mixed, and her eyes were full of distress.

"I, Mo Yichen, swear here, that in the future, I will be a brother in the gang, and I will stick a knife in both ribs!" , raising three fingers, to the crowd, he swore an oath.

"Don't-woo-", looking at the blood gushing out, Ning Xi broke free of the barrier and rushed to his brother's side. "That's a lot of blood...... Woo...... You call it a doctor! Ning Xi took out a handkerchief and covered one of Mo Yichen's wounds. Seeing her so excited, Mo Yichen's expression stiffened slightly, and then the stiffness was replaced by gentleness, and one of his big hands doted on the back of her head, "Ning Xi, brother is fine, be good, return to your position!" The voice was extremely gentle, and a handsome face was full of love for his brother and sister.

Ning Xi raised his eyes, a pair of teary eyes met the tenderness on his face, and the tremor in his heart was even deeper.

The tenderness just now is just fake! Just fake! A swollen heart hurt even more, she lowered her head, didn't dare to make a sound again, silently stepped aside, and let the tears fall to the ground. ……

Standing silently aside, watching the blood gushing out of his body, her tears also fell with the "pop". Rushing blood spurted from the wound without frowning, and finally, to the cheers of the crowd, he put on his coat and stepped out of the auditorium with the support of the crowd.