Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

"Chu Tian..."

Mr. Zhao called Chutian over and over again, but Chutian never responded every time.

"What the hell is this kid doing? Heh... Are you really going to explain it here today?"

Little did they know that at this moment Chu Tian was being so fascinated by a woman that he couldn't care about him at all.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Mr. Zhao got up and went to the door.

Pushing the door open with both hands, he saw a group of masked Mo Wei standing outside the door.

The leader, Zhu Mo, looked at him quietly with a playful smile.

Although Zhu Mo's face is very handsome, no one can't help admiring it.

However, at this moment, Mr. Zhao just wanted to smash his face with his fists.

The Mo guards around him threw the heads in front of Mr. Zhao, either in their hands, on their belts, or around their necks.

The bloody sphere rolled around on the ground, emitting a sickening stench.

Looking at the long-haired head that fell on his feet, the muscles on Zhao Gong's face twitched, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

His teeth were gritted and his eyes were filled with endless anger, like an enraged beast that made people fearful.

"You little bastard from the Zhu family! The blood on your hands is enough to send you to hell."

Zhao Gong glared at the head on the ground, his voice was cold and hoarse, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He is very familiar with the owner of this one, and that is Widow Liu who he has had a good time with.

The others are all familiar faces who have been together for decades.

They were still alive and kicking when they went to the village yesterday, but now there is only one bloody head left.

"Yes, then go down and find a place first. When I go down to find you, we can take care of each other, right?" Zhu Mo's tone was extremely contemptuous.

Mr. Zhao also knew that in the face of so many powerful masters, today's hard fight must be explained here.

But he didn't want to sit still and wait for them to kill him.

Maybe you can try to run away with the powerful mobility of the power of the demon god.

After finding Chutian, he will make a long-term plan to kill the little beast of the Zhu family.

Zhao Gong's eyes were wide open, and his hands clapped together, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

He hated, hated that he didn't have the strength to kill Zhu Mo now.

If he could guarantee a one-for-one exchange, he would never run away.

"That's right, I'll bring you an old acquaintance."

A playful look emerged from the corner of Zhu Mo's mouth, and he waved to Mo Wei beside him.

Hong Yan respectfully handed Zhu Mo a pitch-black box with both hands.

After taking the box, Zhu Mo opened it with one hand and grabbed a handful of gray-white ashes from inside.

"Can't you recognize it? This is your daughter."

As he spoke, he threw the entire box on the ground, and the ashes were scattered all over the floor.

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes turned scarlet instantly, and tears flowed down from his sockets unconsciously.

Mr. Zhao, who was emotionally broken, roared hysterically: "Little bastard, shall I fuck you!"

Naturally, I didn't retreat up the mountain to escape.

The memory of that night would accompany him every day, and the ghosts of his wife and parents reminded him every night that he must avenge them.

Zhu Min, the father of the little beast in front of him, was the chief culprit who killed his Zhao family.

When the Zhu family became stronger and stronger, he was depressed all day long, with almost no hope in his heart.

Until he met Chutian, he knew at first sight that Chutian would definitely avenge his blood.

So, Zhao Gong raised Chu Tian as his own son.

He set up Qimeng for him, and deceived the three families of the Red Sun Kingdom.

After all, it was to destroy the Zhu family, so that one day he could kill Zhu Min himself.

He never thought that today he might die at the hands of his son.

Chanting a low incantation in his mouth, Mr. Zhao's face became darker and darker.

"Wow..."

Several purple marks appeared on the face.

The body changed rapidly, and finally became a ferocious monster.

Two thick arms rested on the ground, showing sinister fangs, and a low growl sounded from his mouth.

His eyes were full of scarlet, and his whole body revealed endless hostility.

"Kill you...kill you!"

Zhu Mo was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that this guy's crooked sorcery really had two brushes.

It actually directly increased the combat effectiveness by 30%.

But even 30 more combat power will not help, and will eventually be the dead souls in the hands of the Mo guards.

And, one guy can't wait.

Qin Bin took off the mask on his face, and looked at Zhao Gong with a ferocious smile.

"Old Immortal, I finally have a chance to kill you."

Zhao Gong, who had turned into a monster, was stunned for a while when he saw Qin Bin.

The eyes were full of surprise: "Qin Bin, I advise you to correct your evil and return to the right. It's not too late."

"what..."

Qin Bin sneered, and his eyes showed contempt:

"Hey, old man. Don't you look at yourself and persuade me to change my ways? Are you old and confused?"

Zhao Gong was speechless.

He didn't want to think too much about it now, he just wanted to unscrew Zhu Mo's head.

Landing on all fours like an animal, he struck Zhu Mo like a thunderbolt.

But before he got close, Qin Bin had already dodged in front of him, drew his sword and slashed out.

Mr. Zhao stretched out his huge claws to receive the move, but he never thought that Qin Bin's wrist would turn slightly, and the samurai sword would fall down, piercing his face.

Mr. Zhao, who was almost hit, had to back away, his ferocious face twisted even more disgustingly.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

At the same time as he let out a roar, Zhao Gong charged forward again, his giant palms brought up gusts of hurricane.

After using the power of the demon god, Zhao Gong has improved by more than one level in terms of strength and agility.

If it was Zhao Gong in a normal state, Qin Bin might have the power to fight.

But Zhao Gong in this state is still extremely difficult to deal with.

The giant palm with whistling sound seemed to be able to shatter the boulder easily, and it would consume a huge amount of physical strength to connect it.

Just as Qin Bin was struggling, a muscular man wearing a motorcycle helmet and a black sports vest jumped out of the sky, holding a thick iron rod and hitting Mr. Zhao in the head.

clang!

The sound is crisp and vibrating constantly.

Mr. Zhao was pushed back several meters, and his vision became blurred.

Bright red blood oozes from his head, and there are bursts of pain in his head.

And the strange thing is that his vision gradually blurred, and his ears were buzzing.

The shocking sound of the collision just now rang in his ears for a long time, and it seemed that thousands of knives in his mind simultaneously cut his brain nerves.

Looking at the iron rod in the hands of the motorcycle helmet man...

It seems ordinary, just an ordinary iron rod that can no longer be ordinary.

"Ho..."

The eyes of Mr. Zhao, who was in a trance, never left Zhu Mo.

Now he only has Zhu Mo in his eyes.

There is only one thought in my heart, then send this demon back to hell and let him disappear in this world.