"Heh, Zhan Lian, Ai Nuo Yi, Zi Yu Lei, Bing Ling, long time no see, your tastes have become quite unique."

A strange boy's voice sounded in Chuzhi's ears. Startled, she looked up and exclaimed, "What the heck!" The boy instantly retreated several meters, almost scaring her half to death.

In front of me, this young man had his upper body exposed, with seven iron chains on his pants. His long red hair stood upright, pointing straight towards the sky. His bangs covered half of his face, and his lips were adorned with three small circular earrings. The only visible eye had a slightly drooping upper eyelid, revealing a trace of faint sadness.

"Who goes there!" he shouted, his elegant bangs blown astray by a gentle breeze. His unruly green hair obstructed his vision, and the slender figure of a young man appeared and disappeared before his eyes.

Wait a moment! The person with green hair?

Chu Qi grabbed a handful of hair in front of her eyes and exclaimed, "Damn it! It's really green!" She pulled it, and it hurt. It was definitely growing on her own head, genuine and even more real than pearls!

The teenager sneered and said, "Heh, Zhan Lian Ainoi Zi Yu Lei Bing Ling, you sure have a short memory. I am Mo Mo, and Mo Mo is me!"

Chu Qi: "Momo? I'm still on QQ!"

Another youth behind him spoke up sternly, "Mo Mo! Is this the way you speak to our clan chief?!"

Chu Qi turned her head and saw two middle school students standing behind her, dressed in strange and unconventional clothing. Their hair was still a mess, as if they had been electrocuted, one with purple hair and the other with blue hair. Chu Qi had a sense of foreboding in her heart--

I hope he didn't travel back in time to the legendary Killer Matt Family...

Mo Mo sneered again and said, "Ha, Zhan Lian • Ainoyi • Ziyu Lei • Bingling, our clan leader said that tomorrow at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, we will have a decisive battle at the Eternal Core!"

After saying that, he turned and left the shabby room, leaving only Chu Qi and the two people beside him staring at each other.

"Are you Zhan Lian?" he asked, pointing to the effeminate Xiao Zimao by his side.

Jiliao Xiaozima shook his head.

"Are you Arnold?"

Gilo Xiao Zimao shook his head again.

"Is it you, Ziyu?"

Salon Zhao shook his head again.

"...After questioning for so long, it turns out your name is Bing Ling."

The effeminate Little Purple Hair's expression was somewhat conflicted. He hesitated and said, "Clan Chief, please don't tease me. We wouldn't dare have a name like yours."

Chu Qi: ......

He felt a chilling sensation creeping up his back, reached out to slide off the wristwatch, and copied the memories of the previous owner into his own mind.

In this world, there are various types of families, among which the relatively prominent ones are Killmatt, Burial Love, Mutilated Blood, and Chinese Trend. And this time, Chu Qi crossed over to become the head of the Killmatt family: Zhu Lian Ainuo Yi Ziyu Lei Bingling.

Damn, I thought there were four people, but I didn't expect it to be just one person. This is fucking bizarre...

These families originally had no contact with each other, but each individual family always wanted to prove to the world that they were the largest family. When it came to the question of who was the first, there was absolutely no room for humility.

Since everyone wants to be the first, then we can only rely on the clan leaders to compete and win, becoming the acknowledged number one clan among all the families.

Actually, there are not many benefits to becoming number one. It just means that when showing off, there is no hesitation, and when speaking, there is no need for excessive consideration. You can say whatever you want. The others, the second and the third, have to lower their heads and call you Big Brother.

Families like those low-level small clans are not qualified to participate. They can only spectate. The ones who truly need to compete are the four major families mentioned earlier.

The bloody battle between the remnants of Bloodshed and the Chinese Trend Family has already been brushed aside, entering the ultimate showdown with only the Kill Matt and the Burial Love Family remaining. Tomorrow will be the final moment that determines victory or defeat, and it will be an extremely brutal confrontation that involves the reputation of the entire family.

As the chieftain of the clan, Chu Qi carries a heavy burden. It is possible that he will die in battle tomorrow. However, respected chieftains like him should always seek the well-being of the entire clan and prioritize the welfare of their people over their own life and death. This is the true exemplification of leadership!

So it turns out what the Main God said was true, he had really become a true noble!

Chu Qi said that here, he would greet the parents of the main god, the grandparents of the main god, the uncles and aunts of the main god, and the ancestors of the main god with a sincere heart and a serious attitude, all while smiling.

I want to sincerely and politely say one thing to the main god: "I'm speechless!"

After carefully browsing through the memories of the original host, Chu Qi has already become indifferent to her own life. It doesn't matter anymore. A true man is someone who can withstand storms and waves. Isn't it just being a "kill matt" (slang for unconventional and rebellious)? Ha, even if he's a "kill matt," he will be the most handsome one!

But when she held up the mirror and saw her own hairstyle, her whole mentality collapsed.

I can't believe it! This damn person has a head full of shiny green "hair". Their bangs have grown all the way below their chin, and they even left a long strand of hair at the back of their head, which they twisted into a small braid. They even tied a pink bow at the end of their hair.

He dared to swear that this was the ugliest hairstyle he had ever seen.

What does this green hair mean? Do we have to have a patch of green grass on our heads in order to live a decent life?

"Where is the barbershop? I want to go get a haircut."

The gay little purple-haired guy's face turned purple with fear. "Absolutely not, Chief. The longer the hair, the more prestigious the status. If you shave your head..."

Chu Qi widened her eyes and said, "Are you the patriarch or am I the patriarch? The rules were set by me! When I like having long hair, whoever has long hair is noble. When I like having short hair, whoever has short hair is noble!"

Girly Xiao Zimao widened his eyes in surprise, "Elder, what you said makes so much sense!"

Chu Qi: ...

Are you not an idiot?

In any case, he couldn't accept his own hairstyle and couldn't bear to have it for even a second. If he had to go out and meet people like this, he would rather disappear completely.

If you look unattractive, it's not a big deal, but if you still look unattractive after trying to dress up, then there's really no hope for you.

Moreover, with two-thirds of his face covered, how can he seduce men?

He came out of his hidden underground base and headed towards an inconspicuous barber shop.

The so-called base is actually just an abandoned and dilapidated factory that has been left unattended for years. They have taken it over and consider it their own stronghold in the mountains.

On the way, he checked his strategy target, whose name was: Shixue Can Nian Lanhua Suiluli Nanfei. He was the head of the Zangai Family, the person he would have a decisive battle with tomorrow.

After hearing so many names that shattered his sense of aesthetics, and seeing so many hairstyles that similarly crushed his standards of beauty, he had almost grown accustomed to such bizarre names. However, he couldn't help but comment, "What the hell is this nonsense."

However, the name of the target he wants to conquer seems to be longer than his own. His name consists of four characters, while the name of the target consists of five characters. Yan Lian, Ainoi, Ziyu Lei, and Bing Ling all express their discontent!

He was actually quite looking forward to the duel tomorrow. At the very least, he wanted to see if the opponent in the game was handsome or not. If they were all like the junior high students from today, he would rather choose to be electrocuted by his wristwatch.

MMP, oh, looking like this, can't even get it up when facing him, and still wants to go to bed with him?