Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Zhu's mansion.

Zhu Minzheng frowned, staring at the news reported on the phone.

"Insert a report that Taijing City has recently been attacked by a group of masked terrorists without rules. At present, the Taijing Police Department has sent police to maintain law and order..."

Then, the screen switched to the scene where Taijing City was attacked.

The bustling city is full of chaos and blood everywhere, countless cars rampage on the streets and buildings on the side of the road collapsed one after another.

Countless people fell in a pool of blood, and pedestrians on the street ran around like headless chickens in panic.

A man wearing a tiger mask approached the camera, first scratching his head in confusion.

Then it was chopped off with an axe, and the phone was completely black.

"Is this kid a bandit? He really knows how to mess around."

Holding a half-burned cigarette between his hands, he put it to his mouth and took a puff, flicking a long piece of ash into the ashtray.

"Well...Xiao Mo's actions can almost force the Red Sun people from Yan Country back."

The man sitting on the opposite side, with long hair covering the entire left eye, warmed his hands with a hot teacup in both hands and continued with a smile, "If I were him, I would do the same."

"Oh, Zhu Yu, Zhu Yu. Brother loves you the most, and my three sons are also close to you. Do you want to do brother a favor?"

He poured hot, steaming tea into his teacup and pushed it to Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu put down the teacup in his hand, and picked up the teacup that Zhu Min pushed to him with both hands: "The third brother wants me to go to the red sun to help Xiaomo?"

"No, I want you to kill the president of the Qiankun Society. This battle should also be over. I don't want to see my children risk their lives to continue fighting with the Red Sun people."

Zhu Yu showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. The old man's body is not so close, why didn't the third brother send the Jingwei team?"

"Hey, the person my brother trusts most is you. Only when you go can I feel at ease."

"Understood..." Zhu Yu had no choice but to agree, lowering his eyes thoughtfully.

"I heard...Is my father not in good health recently?"

With his head down, Zhu Yu pretended to ask casually.

However, Zhu Min didn't respond to him. Just when Zhu Yu slowly raised his eyes, he saw his brother looking at him indifferently.

...

The Zhu family ancestral hall is heavily guarded inside and outside.

Zhu Shang, the old man of the Zhu family, would come to this place every now and then.

The nearby roads are also blocked by iron fences to prevent any idlers from entering.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in this ancestral hall, so that Zhu Shang can guard it like this.

The main purpose of the Hongri people's trip is this ancestral hall.

Gong Zhengyue personally led the team to the door, feeling extremely excited.

"Yo Xi~ Come on, the ancestors of Qimeng! Get rid of those guards in front of the gate." Pointing to the group of special forces armed to the teeth in front of the ancestral hall, using the most advanced weapons in the world today, said.

No matter how powerful the members of the Qimeng are, they will still be frightened when they meet these guys.

Although ordinary weapons can't do much harm to their bodies, the special forces in front of them are different. It's hard for them to return to the west with the weapons in their hands.

But right now, the Red Sun man actually let Qimeng's people go first, which is not obvious to use them as cannon fodder.

"Baga! Hurry up, we don't have much time, and when they come to support, no one will be alive!"

Gong Zhengyue said in a disgusted tone, feeling very contemptuous of people like Qi Meng in her heart.

"understood..."

The members of Qimeng didn't dare to offend Gong Zhengyue, and the leader had already issued an order to obey him unconditionally.

Had to bite the bullet and rushed up.

Hearing the bursts of gunfire from outside the door, Zhu Shang, who was lying on the old man's chair, opened his hazy eyes.

Wiping off the saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he looked out with distracted eyes: "Is the devil calling?"

With thin five fingers stretched out to put on the reading glasses on the tea table at the side, stood up with difficulty and walked out.

Gong Zhengyue and a group of Red Sun people had already rushed in, and when he saw Zhu Shang, his lips curled up slightly: "Heh... old man, do you want to show me a way?"

"lead the way?"

"Ahem..." Zhu Shang covered his mouth and coughed continuously, his face flushed.

"Hey, you kids who got lost. Don't you know that you can wander anywhere? Now that you're here, let's stay here today."

Gong Zhengyue sneered: "Are you kidding me, old man. Unless you lead me to the Wanku Tomb, I will kill you today."

"You little devil is full of nonsense, you still believe that Wankuzhong is just a fiction? So you Hongri people are not brains..."

"Forget it, the old man will practice with you today."

Zhu Shang took a deep breath, and suddenly his sickly state changed, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

The people behind Gong Zhengyue looked at each other in shock.

"It seems that you still have some skills. Don't be afraid, prepare to fight!"

The first to pull out the samurai sword, Gong Zhengyue's eyes radiated a bloodthirsty light.

"Hmph, little guy. Back then, your Palace Council also broke in. At that time, Gong Keita's old bastard was beaten by me and fled..."

Click, click.

Zhu Shang rubbed his fists, making his cervical spine creak, and then turned his old waist.

"It's just been a few decades, your end will be the same as his... ah..."

His face instantly turned into liver-colored, Zhu Shang bit his lip and widened his eyes: "It's over, my waist is twisted."

"Hey, the dead old man is really interesting, do you think I'm here to make trouble with you?"

Gong Zhengyue slashed at Zhu Shang who was supporting his back and moaning in pain: "Go to hell, old man!"

"Bold little thief, how dare you dance your sword here and hurt people, let's see how this old man will deal with you!"

There was a majestic roar in the sky, followed by a flash of white light.

A figure descended from mid-air.

An old Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe and a long white beard stood in front of Gong Zhengyue with his hands behind his back.

Gong Zhengyue immediately withdrew her sword and took a few steps back.

Not because of anything else, because he felt a very strong aura in the sky, if he didn't hide just now, he might be killed by the old Taoist with one move.

"Smelly old man, you came in time, I lost the chain at a critical moment..." Zhu Shang rubbed his old waist, with a painful expression on his face.

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down on everyone, stroking his long beard with his hands: "Brother Zhu, rest, I must deal with these guys myself."

"Your Excellency? I have no grievances or enmities with you. I hope you don't meddle in other people's business. This is the grievance between our Red Sun Kingdom and the Zhu family."

This old man is an out-and-out saint, making Gong Zhengyue secretly scold where the Yan Kingdom is, why a saint is as worthless as cabbage, and one can just pop out.

Saints are the most powerful, and only powerful forces can possess them, and there are not many people in the entire Red Sun Kingdom.

But this old Taoist who popped out at random is actually a saint?