Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

【Influence table

The current faction rank is 2.

1.? ? :? ? ? (There is currently no permission to query this faction.)

2. Zhu Family of Yan State: 2.

3. The Herman family in the United States: 2.

4. Extremely cold island: 1.

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8. Yan Guo Han Family: 7200.

9. Killing Spirit Group: 7000.

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He didn't even have permission to query the number one power.

It's a little surprising that the Extermination of the Spirits is ranked ninth, but it's a lot more normal considering that their power has nothing but the 52 supernatural beings.

On the list, there are actually many Yan Kingdom forces that Zhu Mo has never heard of, probably because they are too low-key.

The Zhu family and the hermit Herman family in the United States are comparable in power, very similar.

I didn't expect that my current influence value doesn't even have a fraction of the Zhu family...

All power values ​​are followed by a degree of understanding. Except for the Zhu family, which is 60%, the degree of understanding of other forces does not exceed 20%.

Zhu Mo clicked on the Zhu family in the faction table, and immediately unfolded a series of basic information.

Pull down to display all personal influence values.

[Zhu family's personal power ranking

1. Zhu Qing: 4500.

2. Zhu Yu: 3400.

3. Zhu Chi: 2000.

4. Zhu Mo: 1500. 】

"I thought I would be ranked third, but I didn't expect to be ranked fourth."

"By the way... Isn't Zhu Yu the Seventh Uncle? He's not dead?" Zhu Mo chuckled lightly, finding it funny.

It was rumored that Zhu Min had solved all the brothers and sisters. Now, apart from him, Zhu Min, his father and his son, there is no one named Zhu who has the right in his hands.

Either be killed, or be emptied.

The seventh uncle, Zhu Yu, was considered to be the top existence in the Zhu family's combat power. It was rumored that he was killed by Zhu Min in a surprise attack after completing the task of assassinating the president of the Qiankun Society.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but he actually had power second only to his elder brother Zhu Qing.

If it wasn't for the function of this power, Zhu Mo would never have known that Zhu Min had actually hidden Zhu Yu.

But he couldn't figure out what his father's purpose was, and he created the illusion of killing Zhu Yu.

It happened to go back to Tianjing City on the weekend to confirm whether the information Cao Yong gave him was accurate or not.

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On Friday night, Zhu Mo flew back to Tianjing City overnight by plane.

This time was different from usual, as soon as he landed in Tianjing City, he realized that countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

Originally, the second brother Zhu Chi was there to check and balance Zhu Qing, but now it is estimated that the entire Tianjing city is dominated by the eldest brother.

The corner of Zhu Mo's mouth curled into a disdainful smile, and he told Zhou Lu behind him, "Ask Mo Wei to pick out those guys' eyes."

"Yes!" Zhou Lu nodded in response.

He came to the gate of his hometown in a car, and several bodyguards guarding the gate looked at Zhu Mo's Rolls-Royce with strange eyes.

Although the captain standing in front of the door had a fake smile on his face, he secretly ordered something to his subordinates.

It is estimated that these guys are also hard-hitting big brother factions.

Zhu Mo sighed coldly: "I don't know what the old man is thinking, could it be that I can't stand it any longer after going there?"

It took nearly 10 minutes before and after the inspection before they finally put Zhu Mo in.

As soon as he walked in, the butler Tian Shuo came quickly with a few maids.

Tian Shuo bowed respectfully with the maids: "Young Master!"

Zhu Mo glanced at Tian Shuo and walked forward on his own, took off his jacket and threw it to Tian Shuo who was following behind.

Tian Shuo can be counted as the old man beside Zhu Min.

When he was his age, Tian Shuo was Zhu Min's bodyguard and driver, and he was fully qualified to enter the Jingwei group.

But after Zhu Min became the head of the family, he still made this old man the chief butler of the Zhu family.

He is one of the few people that Zhu Min can trust.

After taking the clothes, Tian Shuo asked softly, "Young master, you haven't been back for a long time."

"Well, is my dad at home now?" Zhu Mo asked softly without stopping.

Tian Shuo's old face obviously changed slightly, he nodded and said with a smile:

"The master just came back not long ago, and went to a banquet in the afternoon. Maybe he is about to rest. The young master will go to see the master tomorrow morning."

His footsteps stopped suddenly, and he glanced coldly at Tian Shuo beside him.

Tian Shuo hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Zhu Mo.

But in his heart, he was thinking that the young master had really changed a lot. At this moment, he felt that the one in front of him was completely different from the mild-tempered young master before.

Zhu Mo raised his arm, looked at his watch and smiled lightly: "What time is it, it's impossible to go to bed so early, right?"

"Because I saw that the master was very tired when he came in, so I felt..." Tian Shuo explained softly.

"Uncle Tian, ​​it's not because my dad is sick...or..."

Touching his white chin, he pretended to be in deep thought: "Maybe he was injured?"

Tian Shuo was at a loss for a moment, like a clay and wood sculpture.

Sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant, and he stared at Zhu Mo foolishly.

Some dry lips trembled, forcing out a smile: "The young master is really good at joking, how could the master get hurt."

"Really?" Zhu Mo looked at Tian Shuo quietly.

Looking at the embarrassment of him who was sweating profusely and did not dare to reach out to wipe the sweat, his stern face slowly relaxed.

With a friendly smile, he wiped the sweat off Tian Shuo's forehead with his sleeve: "Uncle Tian, ​​I'll just say it casually. Why are you nervous? Look at you sweating."

Tian Shuo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted and backed away: "Young master, your shirt will be dirty."

"It's okay, so what if I dirty a shirt because of Uncle Tian?"

At this moment, Zhu Mo was even more convinced that the information Cao Yong gave him was accurate.

Just looking at Tian Shuo's reaction, he already guessed it.

"However, I haven't seen my father for a long time. With such a feeling of missing, even if he wakes him up, I don't think I will be blamed, right?"

Zhu Mo asked Tian Shuo with a smile on his face, and before he could react, he walked towards Zhu Min's room.

To be precise, the speed of this brisk walk is no less than that of running.

Tian Shuo hurriedly led a group of maids to follow, although he really wanted to persuade Zhu Mo, but he was so scared that his mind was empty just now, and he didn't know how to open his mouth.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Zhu Mo pushed open the door of Zhu Min's room, a hint of excitement and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, my precious son is back? It's been a long time since I saw him, and I almost can't recognize him anymore."

With the kind smile that he always hangs on his face, he sat on the edge of the bed.

But under the dim light, his face didn't seem very good-looking, and he lost his usual radiance.

Zhu Min is like this, the lights in the bedroom must be dimmed, just like his personality, he can't see clearly.