Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Zhu Mo, who was sitting next to Zhu Shang, showed a look of shock.

Blinking and blinking, he looked at Zhu Shang: "This... is this how the conference is?"

"Then what do you think? Do you think that everyone will sit in their seats and express their opinions politely? All the regulations that can be passed are made by arguing or even typing."

Zhu Shang was no longer surprised, with a calm expression on his face.

After all, he had fought on this battlefield for decades.

Han Jingxiu, with such a refined name, did not expect him to be such a violent person.

At first glance, it looks like the Han family... and it is very likely that he is the right-hand man of the senior sister.

The flames of war started with the confrontation between the two, and gradually more elders joined the battlefield.

The chief elder tapped the button of the stopwatch on the table.

Start the countdown for one hour, and enter the voting session after one hour.

Leisurely took out the earplugs from his pocket, stuffed them into his ears, put his hands on his chest and leaned back, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"I see whoever dares to vote for it today, I will kill whoever votes!" Fang Haoming took out a pen from his chest pocket and slapped it on the table, shouting loudly.

"Hey, do you still want to do it?"

Han Jingxiu took off the leather shoes and slapped them on the table, showing no sign of weakness: "Then try whether your pen is sharp or my leather shoes are stronger!"

"Hey, you can do it against me."

His face darkened, Fang Haoming picked up the pen, took off the cap and threw it on the ground, pointing at him with the nib: "Don't think I don't know what you think, isn't it just for the benefit of your family?"

"Tell your little Patriarch to stop being greedy. If Yan Country continues to develop, there will be another Zhu family. How will the other three families think of your Han family? Will your Han family be separated from the four major families?"

When he said this, Fang Haoming yelled loudly on purpose, just to let people from the other three major families hear and make them fight among themselves.

Zhu Mo blocked his ears with two fingers, and looked around with helplessness on his face.

If I knew it, I would have waited outside. I don’t know why these old men and old ladies are so crazy, and they quarrel more fiercely than young people.

"Grandpa, when will you..."

"Uh..."

Originally, he wanted to ask Zhu Shang when he would join the battle, but when he turned his head, Zhu Mo saw that he was already doing warm-up exercises.

Secretary Liu handed Zhu Shang a few pieces of information, and after a brief glance at them, Zhu Shang stood up and adjusted the position of the microphone.

"Everyone, I participated in the drafting of these regulations. None of these regulations are superfluous."

Zhu Shang's voice resounded throughout the venue, and everyone focused their eyes on Zhu Shang in unison.

This one finally lost his composure and spoke.

Fang Haoming slammed his fist lightly on the table, breaking the silence of the entire venue: "Didn't you draw up these regulations for the benefit of your Zhu family?"

There was an uproar in the venue. Although this sentence was hidden in the hearts of many people, no one dared to say it.

After all, he is Zhu Shang, who can completely represent the Zhu family, and he is not afraid of the Zhu family's revenge if he speaks so bluntly.

But this also made the people on Fang Haoming's side more determined, and they also attacked Zhu Shang one after another.

Which one is not for the benefit of your own family, why should you accommodate your Zhu family?

Anyway, if these regulations are overturned, it will be difficult for your Zhu family to continue to grow in Yan Kingdom.

Facing everyone's doubts, Zhu Shang smiled slightly:

"If external forces flood in all of a sudden and you think that only our Zhu family is in trouble, it's just a foreign force replacing the Zhu family."

"You still can't stand up forever, don't dream of your spring and autumn dreams. Don't think of people too kindly, or even regard them as saviors. It's ridiculous!"

Looking around, he turned around and shouted to the elders: "Be sober, everyone. Don't be led by the nose by internal enemies with malicious intentions."

"I, Zhu Shang, stand here, swearing to the death that I will refuse to abolish the regulations. I must never allow external forces with malicious intentions to step into Yan Kingdom."

Zhu Shang's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Under his momentum, the elders of Fang Haoming's faction looked at each other, at a loss.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Shang raised his arms and shouted: "Refused to abolish reasonable regulations."

Seeing that no one responded, Zhu Shang raised his voice again, almost roaring and punching: "Refused to abolish reasonable regulations!"

It wasn't until the elders of the Zhu family realized that they also shouted.

Immediately after were Han Jingxiu, the other three masters, and members of the Zhu faction.

A unified and loud shout sounded from the entire venue, as if the sound could shatter the glass of the venue at any time, it was deafening and reverberated endlessly.

The chief elder closed his eyes and meditated, took off his earmuffs, looked at the scene in front of him, and tsk-tsk: "Tsk...good guy, I really know how to play every year..."

"Ahem, reminder! There are still 10 minutes left before the voting starts."

Fang Haoming clenched his fists anxiously, winking at the elder in the distance.

The elder's expression was tangled, and he silently lowered his body and took off the leather shoes and held them in his hands.

"Fuck it, I don't care about it!" Aim at Zhu Shang's head and throw it over.

"Whoops..."

Zhu Shang touched his somewhat red and swollen head, and stopped shouting.

As soon as Zhu Mo got up, he found the old man who threw the leather shoes. He immediately squatted down and hid under the long table.

"It's unreasonable to have clear regulations. In my opinion, forming cliques should be banned first!" Fang Haoming took this opportunity to imitate Zhu Shang and shouted.

Not to be outdone, people on both sides started yelling at each other, and the whole meeting place became a mess.

They were still arguing with their mouths, and they didn't know who would make the first move, but the two sides started fighting directly.

"Hey, if it wasn't for the fear of causing too much impact, I really wanted to let Mo Wei in and kill all the hostile ones." Zhu Mo sighed.

He knew that he was not suitable for the job of an elder after he came here once, and he was afraid that one day he would not be able to control the massacre.

These old men and old ladies are really scary when they tear it up.

Zhu Shang supported his old waist and climbed onto the table and shouted: "Don't hit me!"

But this roar was quickly drowned out by more noisy voices in the venue.

Helpless, Zhu Shang's eyes turned cold, and he began to look around for something.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on the pen that Fang Haoming was waving with his hand.

With a heart thumping, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the pen in his hand.

"Ah ah ah..."

A burst of heart-piercing shouts resounded throughout the venue.

The elders who were still fighting were immediately frightened by the scream and stopped their movements, looking for the source of the sound.

Good guy, is this a fatal accident?

It's a big joke to kill people at a council of elders.

Zhu Mo blinked and hurried to Zhu Shang's side and asked nervously, "Grandpa, are you alright?"