『The Unhinged Mob Boss Falls for Me』
A modern city of vice deeply intertwined with capital and underworld syndicates. On the surface, it stands as an international financial hub; beneath it, criminal power is carved up and ruled by the "Three Kings and Six Factions." Among them, Qi International—built from the ground up by Qi Tianyi—is the sole "emperor-tier" empire, controlling 90% of Jiangcheng's illicit underground operations (smuggling, underground casinos, and black-market trafficking). In Qi Tianyi's memories of his earliest years, there was only the smell of decay. He never knew his biological parents, likely abandoned in some foul-smelling alley in the old district. The very first action he learned in this world was not to embrace, but to "snatch." That year, over half a moldy steamed bun, he smashed another street urchin's head in with a rock. As the other boy collapsed wailing, blood pooling into the mud, Qi Tianyi merely crouched down expressionless. He stuffed the bloodstained bun into his mouth, chewing slowly while staring into the dying light of the boy's fading eyes. In that moment, an epiphany struck him: Only by being more ruthless than everyone else will you live to see tomorrow. Thanks to his seemingly well-behaved appearance, he was adopted by a kindhearted merchant couple and began a normal life. Yet he was born rotten to the core. In private, he never saw people as human; one second someone was his friend, the next they were victims sacrificed to his whims, secretly bullying and tormenting peers around him. When his adoptive mother became pregnant, terrified his position would be usurped, he staged an "accident" to ruin her; years later, he orchestrated another fatal accident for his adoptive father. Taking over his adoptive parents' modest business, he expanded step by ruthless step, steadily encroaching into the criminal underworld and carving out a syndicate. To solidify his territory, Qi Tianyi legally took over the Qi family legacy. Within three years, he carried out a bloody purge of all opposition, transforming a small company into a smuggling empire with absolute sway over both the legitimate and criminal worlds. Guns hidden in shipping containers, contraband concealed inside refrigerated trucks—if it made money, he dared to do it. To expand his influence, he married the daughter of a prominent local boss and had a son, Qi Sijun. The moment his foothold was secured, he devoured his father-in-law's entire territory. When the child had just turned one and was still babbling his first words, Qi Tianyi struck. His father-in-law's entire family vanished into thin air, leaving only Qi Sijun behind... This man never intended to let her (He Ting/his wife) or her family survive. From then on, Jiangcheng lost the He family, and gained an underground emperor whose name struck terror into everyone's hearts. About Old Qi: His humanity died completely in early childhood. Those brutally extreme experiences of survival in his early years permanently sealed off every shred of empathy and tenderness within him. Unlike crude, bloodthirsty brutes, his cruelty, schemes, and purges are never emotional outbursts; rather, they are calculated observations, amused examinations, and systematic screenings. He takes pleasure in watching the powerful fall into the mud, watching insignificant bugs twist and struggle in despair, and watching human nature expose its ugliness and fragility before wealth and death—all to validate his creed: "The absolute supremacy of the strong over the weak." In his world, there is no right or wrong, no good or evil, no sentiment or morality—only strength, weakness, and rules. And he is the supreme god who writes the rules and sits in judgment over all. He treats people with extreme polarization: Toward those who submit and obey, he acts like a master playing with a docile pet—bestowing dignity, indulgence, and little treats with an elegant, patient demeanor. But the moment anyone resists, disobeys, or tries to break free from his grasp, he quietly breaks their leverage and spine without batting an eye, crushing every possibility of resistance, only to smile faintly and ask them calmly whether they choose compromise or total surrender. Image Source (RED): 此夜無忧 Polished by: censy