t Uncle and Cousin's treatment of Emperor Night Hitomi was not good.

If it weren't for Emperor Yetong's father, who left them more than five million in child support before leaving, I'm afraid they wouldn't have accepted foreign children at all.

Five million is enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime.

But Emperor Ye Tong never got his hands on it, and all of it was taken by his cousin's family.

The most excessive.

They never mentioned this matter to Emperor Yetong, and even in the New Year, they were reluctant to buy new clothes for him and his mother.

The children of my cousin's family don't like to study, but they are the same age as Hitomi the Emperor, and the two go to the same school.

The cousin saw that Emperor Ye Hitomi's grades in school were very good, and Emperor Night Hitomi was handsome since he was a child, and he received a lot of female fans, so he was red and jealous, so he often spoke ill of Emperor Night Hitomi in front of his cousin and aunt.

Emperor Yetong didn't want to argue with his cousin, after all, living in someone else's house was already a troublesome thing for others, and his mother's condition was getting worse and worse......

Obviously just a child, Emperor Ye Tong has learned what is called "forbearance", he silently accepts his cousin's vexatious and unreasonable trouble, but his cousin and cousin are convinced of this, and point at Emperor Ye Tong every day and scold him.

Life like that.

Five years have passed.

At the age of twelve, the emperor's father finally laid down the country.

On the surface, the Emperor's Group is thriving, and the forces that have secretly developed to control most of Huaxia have become the feared bosses of the underworld.

However.

Hitomi almost forgot that she had a father.

It should have been raining lightly that day, Emperor Yetong came home from school, and when he returned to his residence, there was a neat black car parked at the door, and a neat black-clothed bodyguard was standing.

Uncle and aunt smiled at him unprecedentedly, [Child, are you back? Come and see your dad. 】

Father?

Di Yetong listened to this strange and familiar word, and his mood was naturally excited.

He clenched his fists nervously, strode forward, and almost recognized the man whose blood was thicker than water in the midst of all the bodyguards.

Like, because it's too much like!

Whether it's looks, momentum, or other things, it's too similar.

But the emperor was reluctant to go with him.

The emperor's main power was in Europe, where he lived in Italy, and when he was developing, he married the chief princess of the Italian mafia, which determined his own underworld/Taoist foundation, but the princess was found to be infertile.

There was no way, the emperor remembered that he seemed to have a son.

When the Emperor Ye Hitomi first learned the news, he only felt that the world was too ridiculous.

When he had laughed enough, he looked at the emperor with cold eyes-

[So I'm something you don't want, throw it away if you want to, pick it up when you want to? 】

He started fighting, drinking, and smoking, because the model of the three-good student no longer belonged to him, and he couldn't find any reason to make himself a model student in the whole school.

From an honor student to a gangster, it only took one day for Emperor Night Hitomi.

During that time, he wandered in the dark streets, fought in groups, and learned to cut people, and his anger was stronger than that of ordinary killers, because his kung fu was practiced from a young age, and it was not deliberately cultivated-

It's black.

If you don't beat others to death, others will always beat you to death.

But what should come will come.

It's just that Emperor Yetong may not be able to predict it no matter what, and it was not the disease that killed his mother in the end, but himself.

The enemy took the machete and found the house of his cousin and aunt, and the cousin and aunt were so frightened that they did not dare to come out in the corner.

I'm already in my thirties.

Obviously, I am used to the so-called forbearance and silence.

It's obviously an inhuman form that has been tortured by illness.

But in that case, the mother didn't know what was wrong, so she crawled out of bed and miraculously rushed in front of the emperor night pupil.

Scarlet blood flowed all over the floor.

In the cold winter weather, Emperor Yetong looked at his mother who was lying in the morgue and couldn't say anything, and couldn't cry.