Lure To Marriage

My birth, recorded two people's sorrow, one is the mother, the other is me.

After being sensible, I have been thinking whether my mother would live better without me. Perhaps, she would not choose to commit suicide so painfully and leave in the most unbearable way.

However, I can't change my fate. She is so sad after all.

Qin family, in my dictionary, this is a synonym for hatred. This family is huge and wonderful. It is so sacred as to exist, but so ugly and cruel.

In my life, the thing I hate most is that the blood of Qin family is flowing in my bones, which I despise very much.

Qin Chien is said to have been given the name by the so-called father. Originally, he didn't recognize me, because he always felt that he couldn't give birth to a child like me in his twilight years. He felt that his mother had stolen someone behind his back and swept her pregnant mother out of the house.

When I was a child, my mother said that the reason why she gave birth to me was just to fight for a breath and to prove that I was the seed of Qin family. So she tried to compromise and left me in great pain. When she was born, she was bleeding and almost died.

So when I was a child, I was very close to my mother. She is a very beautiful woman, even in the most ordinary clothes, but also can not cover her appearance.

Because of this, desperate mother in order to raise me, into the dust. Because there, with her beauty can earn a lot of money, in order to better raise me, cultivate me.

When I was three or five years old, I didn't know the word "welcome and see you off". Until I went to kindergarten, a very gorgeous woman came to me and asked me in a disdainful tone, "kid, is your mother doing the business of greeting and seeing off?"

I was staring at her for a long time. I remembered the face and what she said, but I didn't understand, so I nodded and ran away.

When I got home, I asked my mother what was the "greeting and sending off" activity. She was stunned and then slapped me in the face. I was slapped on the ground by her slap and I didn't dare to cry.

But my mother cried, sitting on the shabby sofa in the room, covered her face and cried heartbroken. After crying, she pulled me over and hugged me to cry.

I don't know anything. I just stare at her face, which is covered with tears. I feel disgusted. I say, "Mom, why are you so dirty? It's disgusting. "

My mother didn't care to cry at that time, but looked at me with a kind of very sad eyes, and the corners of her lips kept shivering. Then she dragged me into the next door grocery room and locked me for a day and a night.

I remember that I was five years old at that time!

Generally, children's memory is very weak when they are five years old, but I am very clear. I remember the men who sleep with my mother every night, and the sound that comes from their room all night.

Outside the house where we live, many people would ask me, "how many dads do you have in total, little devil? Your mother brought you a father yesterday? Which father is more kind to you? "

When they asked me, the smile was so ugly that it stuck into my heart like a knife, so I ran to my mother and yelled at her, "I don't want so many dads, I don't want so many dads."

My mother would blush with my hysterical roar, and then she would take me to another place. But before long, those rumors will come back again, and I'll be silly enough to yell at my mother about not having so many dads.

In my memory, we moved home countless times, each time like a street mouse to leave in the scorn and ridicule of others. Since I was a child, I've seen everything in the world, so I never communicate with people.

I really know the word "welcome and send off" when I was six and a half years old. It's not that I can look up the dictionary. It's because my mother met a man named "white shark". He told his mother that from now on, he would not have to live that kind of "greeting and seeing off" days, just follow him.

My mother was very excited to introduce the man to me, but I didn't like him very much, because he was very angry and ugly. He didn't deserve my mother and didn't look like a good man.

But he told me a word, let me compromise, he said, "devil, you follow me in the future, I promise you to make a lot of money."

Money is the only thing I long for in my heart. Although I am very small, I always want to have a lot of money, so that my mother can leave this ugly man. So I was moved by him and asked him what to do to make a lot of money.

White shark told me that making money is very simple, as long as his package is sent to a place designated by him, he will give me a sum of money. I didn't know what he asked me to give, but I agreed without hesitation because I needed money.

He said that sending such things should not be found by others, especially the uniformed police officer. I smile with disapproval that as long as I want to avoid them, then they will not find me. I am very skillful at hide and seek.

So the white shark was at ease. For the first time, he asked me to send a two kilogram package to a bar called rich, and someone would meet me. When I go back, he will give me a thousand yuan.At that time, a thousand yuan was a month's living expenses for me, so I couldn't wait to carry my package to the bar.

However, when I got into the subway, I met uncle Cha, who checked one by one. So I went into the toilet with stomachache and stayed in it until the police. Uncle Cha left after work and successfully delivered the package to the bar.

The white shark gave me two thousand dollars and said I did well. Since then, delivering goods for him has become my goal of getting rich. One thousand, two thousand, five thousand At the end of the day, he was more and more generous, and I understood what the gift was. I was eight years old.

At the age of eight, many people are still playing coquettish with their parents, but I don't. I know that my mother's occupation is a "Miss" in a nightclub, and the man around her is her love husband, also known as a lover.

I know what she did was for me. When I saw her being beaten to pieces by a white shark, I thought, how could my biological father be so cruel that he ignored his wife and children.

White shark won't fight my mother in front of me, because I've never missed delivery. He depends on me. And I also use this to coerce him not to bully his mother, or I will not deliver the goods, he is very disdainful to smile, asked his people to beat me half dead.

Finally, he grabbed my hair and gritted his teeth and said to me, "don't try to resist with me. You and my mother are not even as good as an ant in my eyes. Don't think I can't find anyone else without you delivering goods."

After beating me half to death, the bastard also beat my mother and said that she would not educate the children. This scene was deeply imprinted in my mind, and I was deeply impressed. I had an idea of killing the white shark, which became increasingly strong.

Since then, I have been very concerned about the behavior of white shark, and I have realized that he is a big drug owl in the black triangle, which has almost monopolized the drug market in Asia.

He was a Chinese expatriate, living like a native emperor in Southeast Asia. He had a valiant army, all mercenaries from Vietnam, who followed his lead.

As he said, if I resist is equal to hitting the stone with an egg, but I still want to kill him crazily and chop him into meat sauce all the time.

White shark is not fixed in one place. Over the years, my mother and I followed him to many places, from moto to Hong Kong and then to the United States. He has always wanted to stay in the American market, because he has always wanted to leave the market.

I flattered him to send me to the best school and promised to help him get into the market there. He didn't have a second choice, so he agreed and sent me to a New York University.

There, I frantically absorbed the knowledge from my textbooks during the day and helped white sharks transport poison at night, which lasted until I was about 12 years old. I've finished the whole high school course, and I know more and more.

Maybe I came into contact with such a dark place too early, and my mind became gloomy. I always think about fighting and killing. Driven by this mood, I pestered the mercenaries around the white shark to teach me Kung Fu and deceive them into saying that they would protect themselves.

The head of the mercenary is old a, younger than the white shark. He likes his mother very much, but he never dares to touch her. Probably because of this feeling, he transferred his love for his mother to me and loved me in every way.

It was under his professor that I learned a lot of martial arts, but it was very miscellaneous and improper. It's not good to be outstanding, but it's more than self-protection.

The white shark is very cunning. It may be because of the black man who is close to the ink. My city government has become deeper and deeper, and the idea of killing him is becoming stronger and stronger. I started to control all his downlines and get more money from them.

I don't know if he discovered my transformation or realized something. He began to be on guard against me.

At this time, he was in love with another woman. She gave birth to a daughter named Sophia. Sophia's mother is a Belarusian, more beautiful than her mother, so Sophia is also very symbolic.

White shark loves Sophia very much. Maybe he wants to test me or let me take care of her.

So I played the role of brother in my spare time and took good care of her. It happened that she was also a suitable shield for me. All my small movements were completed under her cover.

It was under such circumstances that I spent three years safe and sound. During these three years, I began to invest and speculate in stocks with the first bucket of gold earned from white shark. Maybe God has mercy on me. I have always been in a good position.

My plan of revenge started at this time.