"His talent is too poor, it's a waste of time on him." Mo Yiming shook his head: "Zhiyao, I have made too many enemies now, so I can only try my best to become stronger. Let's put Huang'er's matter aside for now. When I have no more enemies in this world, I will think of ways to improve his talent."
Although my mother was not happy, she had no choice.
But he is almost ten years old now. In the Mo family, a ten-year-old child has already laid a solid foundation, and there is even a chance that he can be promoted to a mid-level strongman.
For example, the owner of Yufeng Villa, the man who almost became his father, had already achieved acquired great perfection at the age of fifteen. If he was so far behind his peers, how could he catch up in the future?
He was unwilling to give up. At this time, the prostitute became pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a child who was much more talented than himself.
Mo Yiming hugged him happily and placed the jade he carried with him in the baby's hands.
"As expected of my son, he is extremely intelligent and has unparalleled talent."
He was afraid of the baby's existence, afraid that it would reduce him to dust.
So he strangled the baby to death.
Fortunately, she did not wait for Mo Yiming's revenge, but received the news of his death.
It was his mother who killed Mo Yiming. He happily took credit for it to his mother, saying that he strangled the baby to vent his mother's anger.
My mother looked at me with sarcasm and indifference.
"As expected of that man's son, no matter his past or present, he is a selfish person."
Mother didn't kill him, but she didn't want him anymore.
Later, the famous prostitute hired someone to break her legs and abandoned him in a beggars' den, she said crazily.
"Killing you would be too easy for you. You will live in this dirty place for the rest of your life. I will always keep an eye on you, and you will never leave here."
Mo Huang always felt that he should not have ended up like this. When he was so hungry that he was vomiting acid, he had a dream in a daze.
In the dream, the owner of Yufeng Villa was his father. He never despised his low qualifications and took care of him in every possible way. He tried his best to improve his qualifications and was even willing to destroy his own foundation just to lay a foundation for him.
But in the end, he still poisoned him. He was beaten to death on the spot by Mo Yiming, lying on the ground covered in blood, his eyes staring blankly at himself.
It seemed as if he was asking him why he helped Mo Yiming to harm him.
But he didn't care at all. He was just filled with joy, thankful that he could inherit the villa ahead of time and no longer had to worry about exposing his identity.
After waking up, the dream was gone with the wind. He touched the scabbed wound on his forehead and finally couldn't help crying. His mother was right. He was indeed a selfish person.
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In the space inside the space-time mirror, Tu Yufan slowly opened his eyes.
"System, what's going on?" Feeling the trembling of his soul and the feeling of death still lingering in it, he was displeased.
The Space-Time Mirror looked around and said, "Congratulations, Brother Fan. You will soon become a big boss."
Tu Yufan knew that he was trying to change the subject.
"Why congratulate me?"
Space-Time Mirror: "You just accidentally grabbed the source of the world. The source of the world is the treasure of the big world. It can grow into a new world. Most importantly, it can integrate itself."
It turns out that the soft and shapeless object that was caught at the end was the source of the world.
"Can you tell me more specifically?"
"If you integrate the source of the world into yourself, as the seeds germinate, grow, and upgrade to a new world, your original strength will become stronger and stronger. Especially if you want to become a saint-level strongman, you must have your own complete body. Now you have a body seed, and you have the conditions to become a big boss."
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