After three years of marriage, Shen Qingci only regarded Chen Mo as a useless son-in-law - he couldn't make money, couldn't socialize, and even got scolded when he quarreled.
Until late that night, twelve mercenaries with knives broke into the villa. She saw with her own eyes that this "trash" picked up a fruit knife and knocked down everyone in forty-seven seconds. He wiped the blood from the blade, put on his apron, turned around and smiled at her: "The soup is in the pot, I'll heat it up."
At that moment, Shen Qingci realized that the man she had never laid eyes on was "Yam Luo", the number one person on the dark web - the mercenary king who was thrown into the battlefield at the age of twelve and became a god at the age of twenty-four. Three years ago, he suddenly disappeared and moved into his wife Shen's home. He was willing to be insulted by his mother-in-law and ridiculed by his relatives. Even his wedding room was full of junk.
No one knows why he came.
Until the enemy followed the clues and found Binhai. The Black Viper Mercenary Group, the Gu Family in Beijing, and the contenders for the "Emperor" on the dark web... Came one after another. Chen Mo had to repeatedly jump between "waste son-in-law" and "Yam Luo" - he was scolded by his mother-in-law during the day and could not lift his head, and at night he dismantled three sniper rifles with one hand; one second he was making soup for his wife, and the next second he used the same hands to break the enemy's neck.
Shen Qingci discovered that his secret was far more than that. The Dragon Tooth Medal in the mezzanine of the suitcase, the old scar three centimeters behind the right ear, the man who goes to the clock shop in the east of the city on the 15th of every month... Every clue points to the bloody mission ten years ago, and a name that is kept secret by the global dark web.
The undercurrent surged to the surface, and Chen Mo faced a choice: continue to hide, or tear off this cowardly skin and get back what was owed to him and his comrades one by one.
