Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Everyone found that there was danger nearby, and they were so frightened that they immediately began to be on guard.

Chen Qingyun looked down at the blood-splattered leather shoes, and the corners of his mouth twitched in fright: "Put down the gun!"

Like the man, the heads of the men with guns were all blown apart, turning into headless corpses.

"I have already reminded you, pointing at the head of the Patriarch of the Han family will not make you live." Han Ningchu said lightly.

Chen Xintong's face was pale, and she licked her dry lips: "Sister, don't..."

Stepping on high heels, she approached Chen Xintong and said with a light smile, "After all, I'm a weak woman, so it's reasonable to have a few bodyguards around me?"

"Little sister, I should actually make you an orphan today."

The corner of Han Ningchu's mouth turned up, and he flicked Chen Xintong's forehead lightly: "But you called me sister a few times today, so I'll let your father go."

Passing over Chen Xintong who was stupefied, his tone was full of disdain: "A low-level killer scares you into such a state."

Turning around, she showed a gentle smile, and said softly, "What are you using to grab a man from me?"

Looking at Han Ningchu's back, Chen Xintong felt that she had suffered the most serious psychological blow in her life.

Although what she said was ugly, she didn't seem to be able to refute it at all.

Seeing Han Ningchu's back disappear, Chen Qingyun dared to comfort: "Don't listen to her nonsense, Xintong."

"If you like it, you have to grab it... If you don't like it, you have to grab it. What's wrong with my daughter?"

After speaking, Chen Qingyun immediately squatted down and looked around nervously.

I am afraid that being headshot will also become a headless corpse.

"Oh...forget it, let's go back. Let's take a step and see."

Chen Qingyun's face turned a little vicissitudes instantly, and he waved his hand to the secretary: "Book me a plane ticket, I will go to Tianjing City to see Mr. Zhu tomorrow."

Looking up at the sky, he let out a long sigh: "Now I can only pin all my hopes on Mr. Zhu."

...

Nanmen home.

The old Patriarch Nanmen Shuo called Nanmenhu into the study, stared coldly at his son in front of him, said nothing, and became more and more annoyed the more he watched.

The frightened Nanmen Tiger lowered his brows, not daring to look directly at his father.

Fingers tapped on the table again and again, and it took a long time before he finally spoke:

"I really can't understand it more and more, Nanmen Tiger. Are you my son? Why do you call me such a stranger?"

He got up and wandered back and forth anxiously, pointing at the Nanmen Tiger and gnashing his teeth: "You're really good, kid!"

"Do you think that your elder brother Nanmen Town is not as good as you, and you want to take the position of Patriarch yourself?"

The Nanmen Tiger shook his head submissively, and said in a low voice, "No. From the beginning to the end, I felt that my eldest brother is more suitable to be the head of the family than me."

"Then what did you call Zhu Mo for? Isn't it obvious that you want to force me to abdicate?"

"Should I quickly call Zhu Qing and let the two brothers fight. Zhu Qing won Nanmen Town to be the head of the house, and Zhu Mo won you to do it?"

Nanmen Shuo's old eyes were full of irony, as if he wanted to see through Nanmenhu's inner thoughts with his eyes full of vicissitudes.

With a wry smile, Nanmenhu whispered aggrievedly: "Father, today is my birthday. It's not too much to invite friends over, right?"

"look!"

Nanmen Shuo approached and smiled: "Are you sure? You and Zhu Mo are good friends. What can two notorious people plan together?"

"Are you going to slaughter my Nanmen family?"

The sound was loud.

Nanmen Tiger's eyes frightened, and he knelt down in front of Nanmen Shuo, crying bitterly: "Father! What are you talking about?"

"Don't you know what kind of person your son is? To be honest, let me go to the Red Sun Country to do such a dangerous mission...Although you also asked your eldest brother to go with you, but you let me make the decision."

"If I hadn't met Young Master Zhu Mo, I would definitely have been a traitor who cooperated with the Hongri people. Do you really think of me as your son?"

The Nanmen Tiger cried even more sadly: "Even a tiger can't eat its own tiger cub. Father, you are really disappointing."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Stepping forward to pull up the Nanmen Tiger, Nanmen Shuo coughed softly, with a somewhat uneasy face on his face: "Forget it, it's only for tonight. I don't care if you have anything to do with Zhu Mo in the future, just don't bring it home."

"Go to birthday."

"Yes..." Nanmen Tiger choked up, pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the tears in his eyes stopped immediately, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You cheated on your son all your life, so it shouldn't be too much to let him cheat once, right?"

The cowardly look just now was completely gone on the face, but a stern look appeared on the contrary.

Nanmen Tiger took advantage of his birthday to find Zhu Mo.

But as soon as Zhu Mo entered the door, it seemed that he was not welcomed by the family members.

Of course, everyone was still smiling and hospitable, but secretly pointed and pointed at Nanmenhu and Zhu Mo, without saying anything good.

Nanmen Town was of course even more anxious when he learned about it, and sent many of his own people to guard outside Nanmen Tiger's room.

Today is Nanmen Tiger's birthday.

On this day, apart from a few people who were close to him, no one in the entire Nanmen family came to celebrate.

Even if it is to say a simple blessing.

Like the fringe of the family, no one cares, like the plague god, people want to avoid.

Back in the room, the South Gate Tiger closed the door tightly.

Nanmenyue's face was full of worry: "Dad, what did grandpa say?"

"I didn't say anything, let's just have a brief time. I'm already old, what kind of birthday do I have?"

Although he was talking, looking at the big cake on the table, Nanmen Tiger couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"That's right, I said the same thing. But there's no way, the cake was brought by Zhu Mo. If you don't eat it, you'll be blind, right?" Nanmen Yue smirked.

She stretched her claws towards the cake, but was slapped away by Zhu Mo.

"You damn girl, you are not as good as an outsider." She glared at Nanmen Yue angrily, and sat down on the main seat.

He cast a grateful look at Zhu Mo beside him: "Thank you, Young Master Zhu Mo. I never thought that I, a small person from the Nanmen family, would have the young master of the Zhu family to celebrate my birthday."

"Uncle Hu underestimated himself, is the head of the Nanmen family still a small person?" The corners of Zhu Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

This time, Nanmen Tiger didn't cowardly say that he didn't have that idea as usual.

On the contrary, his eyes were full of determination, he nodded firmly and said: "What you said is that after today I will not be considered a small person."

He knew that as long as he succeeded this night, he would be bound to Zhu Mo.

At that time, the Nanmen family will also become the first top force to openly support Zhu Mo.

"Tonight, there are four saints and seven quasi-sages in the Nanmen family. Basically all the strongest combat powers of the Nanmen family are there."

Nanmen Tiger said in a deep voice, thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

The disparity in combat power between the two sides is huge, and this battle does not seem to be so easy to fight.