Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Seeing Zhu Mo staring at him in the distance, Guo Zixun raised his crutches with his thin hands.

Gently swaying forward, a huge crutch that was also covered with yellow spells appeared behind the bursts of dark red ripples just like before.

It stirred up billows of dust, and rushed towards Zhu Mo with incomparable coercion.

There was indifference and disdain in Guo Zixun's eyes.

It was very difficult for Zhu Mo to resist this move.

Besides, his powerful subordinate was raising his feet there, and he had no time to spare his hands to help.

"Young master, let's go." Guo Zixun closed his eyes slightly, waiting for victory.

"You old man has lived for a long time and your strength has not improved, but your ability to pretend has improved a lot."

Zhu Mo's full voice rang in Guo Zixun's ears, and the old man's brows were immediately twisted into a knot, and he opened his eyes slightly, his soft eyelids trembling slightly: "I didn't expect the young master to have two boys, it seems that the old man has to be more serious. "

Suddenly his head tilted, his thoughts paused, and a look of shock flashed across Guo Zixun's face.

Because from the very beginning, he regarded the young master as the child who was not skinny or lethal.

Drowsy head seems to have forgotten a lot of things...

That's right, the current Zhu Mo is no longer the harmless child he was back then.

What a fool, it seems that after this battle, he can no longer work under Zhu Qing.

"Forget it, as long as I help the young master become the head of the family, I can feel at ease even if I die..."

"Young master, I really won't show mercy now." Guo Zixun said with a serious face.

Immediately, he punched downwards, and a huge red fist appeared out of thin air and fell towards Zhu Mo.

When he was less than a punch away from Zhu Mo's head, his fist stopped in midair.

A claw with a thick black mist held against the fist, and the black mist could actually cause damage to the fist, burning the yellow spell on the fist like Zhu Qing's ghost fire.

Before Guo Zixun was amazed, Zhu Mo lifted his coat with a bent hand, pulled out the pistol at his waist and shot at Guo Zixun continuously.

Now Zhu Mo's combat power is no longer as low as it used to be, and the power of the Death Bullet cannot be underestimated.

Bang bang bang... The sound of continuous gunfire is so clear and pleasant to the ear even amidst the sound of fighting.

The death bullet with a skull printed on the bullet pierced the air and roared away. Guo Zixun hurriedly raised his other foot that had not been raised before, and put his left foot down in front of him to block Zhu Mo's continuous shooting.

Guo Zixun's short white hair was blown a little messy by the wind, he gritted his teeth and moved his left foot away in front of him to look for Zhu Mo's back.

But Zhu Mo had disappeared in place.

"Are you looking for me?"

With the sound of howling wind, Zhu Mo swung his fist.

After hearing the sound, Guo Zixun immediately raised his crutch to block it, and firmly grasped the other hand that Zhu Mo was about to hit.

The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and Guo Zixun said proudly, "It's over."

The right foot stomped down quickly, and the red right foot held by the blue bear in the distance turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared out of thin air, and appeared on top of Zhu Mo's head, pressing down at an unstoppable speed.

However, the fear that Guo Zixun wanted to see did not appear on Zhu Mo's face, but a strange smile appeared instead.

"not good!"

Decades of combat told him that the crisis is approaching quietly.

Sure enough, his right foot was held back by a claw made of black mist, and he couldn't fall down at all.

And on his side, there was also that strange black mist that was rapidly solidifying into the shape of a devil's claw.

Guo Zixun tried his best to break free from Zhu Mo's hands, and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment before stopping.

When I stood up with crutches as support, I realized that there were a few shallow claw marks on my arm because I couldn't avoid it.

"Huh...huh...how could it be so slow before this change."

A trace of pain flashed across Guo Zixun's face as he covered the blood mark.

Then he immediately backed away to distance himself from Zhu Mo, and he would launch a series of crazy attacks next, without giving Zhu Mo a chance to breathe.

Taking a deep breath, Guo Zixun put on a posture, and seeing Zhu Mo's figure move slightly, he immediately began to punch out of thin air.

There were bursts of dark red ripples all around, and the red fists, feet and crutches were controlled by him to attack Zhu Mo.

But every attack will be resisted by the black mist released from Zhu Mo's body, turning into demon claws.

I was completely restrained, no matter how fierce the offensive was, I couldn't touch a single hair of Zhu Mo.

While releasing his claws, Zhu Mo quickly approached Guo Zixun.

He knew that only by getting close and spending some time would he have a chance to get rid of the old man.

Judging from the short close-up just now, Zhu Mo found that although the old man had rich combat experience, he seemed to be much inferior in terms of reaction ability and strength.

Guo Zixun finally became a little restless. He planted his crutches on the ground and clapped his palms.

But the two bare palms were still resisted by the claws formed by the black mist, and the place on the palm covered with spells that was eroded by the black mist gradually became pitch black.

"No! If you drag it on, you will probably be consumed to death."

Looking at the hands that were difficult to hold tightly, Guo Zixun's eyes flashed with sadness, and he sighed secretly that he was really old.

The battle lasted only a few minutes, and he began to pant slightly, obviously feeling that his physical strength could not keep up.

"Old man, why don't you turn to the light? I can protect you in your old age." Zhu Mo put one hand in his pocket, his body was slightly tilted, and his tone was full of contempt.

Knowing that he was underestimated, Guo Zixun blushed with anger: "Hmph! Little thing, I will make your arrogance pay for it."

"I didn't realize how annoying you kid is before..."

Guo Zixun suddenly thought of the lovely Zhu Mo in his childhood, his well-behaved and obedient appearance made people feel painful just looking at it.

It is impossible to compare Zhu Mo when he was a child with the contemptuous and ruthless guy in front of him now.

"Then I'll send you this old thing to the west."

Zhu Mo said seriously: "But let me remind you, if you die in my hands, don't expect to keep the whole body."