Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

In a dark and cramped room.

The blue bear shook its fist at the man who was sitting on the stool and covered with a black cloth bag.

Every punch brought a dull impact, blood seeped from the cloth bag, and there were bursts of wailing from inside.

puff...

"Phew, it's up to you to continue."

He took it off his hand and threw it to Mo Wei who was standing aside, and stood beside Zhu Mo.

"Stop beating...please spare me. Master Zhu Mo..."

Wu Xi's voice was full of begging.

Zhu Mo stretched out his hand to signal Mo Wei to stop, looking at Wu Xi's phone in a bored way, and said indifferently: "I really don't know what's the use of keeping you. Why don't I just kill you?"

"There is no useful information in the mobile phone of a deputy leader."

While flipping through the photos of women in revealing clothes in the album, Zhu Mo completely lost his patience and put his phone on the table.

The sound frightened Wu Xi's heart. He sucked the blood flowing from his nostrils, and wailed:

"Master Zhu Mo, I am still useful. Now that the life and death of the leader is uncertain, I can help you snatch all the property of the Red Sword mercenaries. After all, I am the deputy leader..."

"The red sword mercenaries are leaderless now, they can only listen to me!"

Seeing Zhu Mo's satisfied expression, Wu Xi also smiled apologetically: "Believe me, I will give all Chutian's things with both hands."

With serious eyes flickering, he continued: "Don't worry, Chu Tian won't leave even a pair of underpants!"

"It seems that you are still useful. Why don't you say it earlier, and you don't have to suffer from this flesh and blood."

Standing up and coming in front of Wu Xi, he rubbed Wu Xi's head as if rewarding a pet dog, and told Mo Wei, "Get someone to heal him, and send him to our hotel to serve him nicely."

"Yes, young master!" The Mo guards in the room responded in unison.

As soon as he went out, Zhu Mo heard the sound of arguing not far away.

Hearing the sound, he brought a few Mo Weis forward and saw Qiao Heng arguing with Mo Wei who was guarding the corridor with red faces.

Zhu Mo pushed his subordinates away with one hand, showing a puzzled look: "What do you want to do here?"

When Qiao Heng saw Zhu Mo, most of Qiao Heng's arrogance was extinguished immediately.

Lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, he replied cautiously: "Young master, it was Master Zhu Chi who asked me to bring someone..."

"Take someone?" Zhu Mo frowned lightly.

In his heart, he understood who the "person" Qiao Heng was referring to was.

"You talked with the second young master before the action, didn't you? After finishing Chutian, we will leave the rest of the jobs to us."

Pointing to the room behind Zhu Mo, he said: "Wu Xi, the deputy leader, should be in there, right?"

"Oh, I thought you were talking about someone."

Zhu Mo patted Qiao Heng's finger, and the corner of his mouth lightly hooked: "The rest of the people can be given to the second brother, but Wu Xi can't."

The smile on his face disappeared, and Qiao Heng was a little annoyed.

"Young master, what do you mean by that? Only Wu Xi is left alive at the scene, so what's the use of us taking the rest of the body?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhu Mo said casually: "Then it's up to you, if you want to stew it, you can play it while it's still hot."

He patted Qiao Heng's shoulder with a slap and pushed him away, "By the way, tell my second brother that I'm back in Nanjiang City, don't read it."

Qiao Heng stared at the back of Zhu Mo's leaving with big eyes, bit his lips and patted his neck: "It's really..."

It wasn't until the swear words came to his lips that he realized that he was now in someone else's lair, and if he uttered rude words, he might not be able to get out.

He had no choice but to swallow the swear words that came to his lips, and left in a muffled voice.

Back in the study of Zhu Chi's house, he told Zhu Chi exactly about Zhu Mo's attitude.

Looking at the earthy-faced Zhu Chi, Qiao Heng said with stern eyes: "Do you want me to ask the master to keep the young master in Longshi?"

"Master, to be honest... I feel that if I let the young master go this time, I will never have another chance."

Qiao Heng's face was serious, and he continued:

"Master, this may be our only chance. That... the young master's threat in the future will definitely not be lower than that of Master Zhu Qing!"

Qiao Heng also had the courage to say this, he didn't know the brotherhood between Zhu Chi and Zhu Mo.

But after so many years of mixing, he knows that family, friendship, and love can be easily given up for a huge force like them.

Zhu Chi sat on the chair, rubbed his temples and sighed: "You treat the Han family as a display? If you move him in Longshi, Han Ningchu might just sit and wait for death?"

Hearing Zhu Chi's words, Qiao Heng laughed dryly: "Now the young master has not married the head of the Han family, if the two get married..."

He said sternly, "At that time, even if you join hands with Young Master Zhu Qing, it will be difficult for you to completely eradicate Young Master."

How could Zhu Chi not know, now he is more irritable than anyone else.

Compared with the big brother Zhu Qing who is completely stable in Tianjing City, the younger brother Zhu Mo who grows extremely fast and has the support of the Han family also brings him a huge threat...

It seems that he is now the weakest of the three brothers.

In a place like Long City, there is no hope at all.

Although the old man is the head of the Wen family in Tianjing, there is nothing he can do to help him contend against Zhu Qing.

"Fuck, I don't know what the old man thinks, he has unpredictable calculations every day."

Zhu Chi suddenly punched the table and cursed.

Now this bird's appearance is all thanks to Zhu Min.

"Don't say any more, the biggest enemy right now is still the big brother, there's no need to tear yourself apart with the little brother so early, Wu Xi will give it to him."

Qiao Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking to himself: "Master Zhu Chi is probably going to be eliminated early in the battle for Patriarch..."

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"call..."

On the way back to Nanjiang City, Zhu Mo felt heart palpitations.

When he got home, he was already sweating profusely, dragging his weak body to hang his coat on the hanger, and slumped on a chair.

"what happened..."

Unleashing the Goddess' blessing skill doesn't seem to make her current physical condition any better.

Zhu Mo with pale lips bit his red lip, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his eyes were slightly closed, and he remained motionless.

"Master, do you want to take you to the hospital?"

Noticing the strangeness, the two Mo Wei wearing orc masks asked nervously out of thin air.

Zhu Mo nodded with difficulty, his whole body felt cold, and his heartbeat became slower and slower, as if it was a sign before he ascended to heaven.

The two Mo guards looked at each other, and came to Zhu Mo's body, trying to carefully help Zhu Mo up.

But before he could make a move, an old voice sounded in the room: "Don't touch him, he may die~"

"who?"

Hearing the sudden sound in the room, the two tensed up and took out their weapons to guard around.

They are natural guards, and their perception ability is absolutely top-notch.

But at this moment, he couldn't find where the voice came from.

"Who?"

"Hey, don't look for it. Don't be so nervous, I'm not here to kill your young master."

A figure suddenly appeared behind the two, easily snatched the sharp weapon from their hands and threw it on the ground.