Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Qi Wei snorted coldly, sucked in his stomach, and opened his mouth to blow air downwards.

The gas he exhaled instantly blew away the dark purple stomach gas floating on the ground.

Then, his body floated up like a feather and landed on the ground.

A bronze bell was revealed in his hand, with an arrogant smile on his face: "Young master, Master Zhu Qing asked me to give you a chance."

"It's still too late to surrender, the young master still misses you as a younger brother in his heart."

The corners of Zhu Mo's mouth were slightly raised, his head was raised slightly and his eyes were cold: "Missing me? Don't think I don't know that my elder brother is going around saying that my father passed on his position as the head of the family."

Now that things have happened, Zhu Qing must not stay.

Keeping him, even if he becomes the Patriarch himself, he will have to bear too much gossip. As long as there is a slight chance, Zhu Qing will not give up the idea of ​​seizing the Patriarch.

The father deliberately told himself only to pass on the position of Patriarch to the eldest brother, which seemed to be a layout.

Did he expect that Secretary Wang would turn against Zhu Qing?

In order to let their children kill each other?

Do not!

Only in this way will the Zhu family be stable and realize the ideal that Zhu Min has pursued all his life.

Let Zhu Mo know from the mouths of uncles and late grandfathers that Zhu Min's thinking is to keep power in the hands of a few people as much as possible.

He believes that only in this way can the family be stable and last long.

In order to achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to deal with his brothers and sisters who had the same blood as him.

"Oh~ Anyway, I've finished talking about what I want to bring. Since the young master doesn't appreciate it, I have no choice but to give your head to the young master."

Qi Wei said coldly, and rang the bronze bell in his hand.

This time the bell sounded crisper and louder.

Huge palms emerged from the ground, stained with mud and blood.

Soon the owner of the palm crawled out of the ground completely, and the height of nearly five meters made Xiao Zhao tremble with fright: "Fuck, what kind of monster is this?"

A zombie wearing blue armor and holding a long knife stood in front of him.

He slapped the dirt on his shoulders with his hands, and moved his neck to make a loud creaking noise.

He held the huge long knife in his hand across his chest, and his eyes through the helmet were full of bloodlust.

"This big guy is so big..."

Zhu Mo: "Have you tried?"

"Uh... that's not what I meant. Young master, I don't think there is any need to entangle this big guy. As long as you destroy the bronze bell in Qi Wei's hand, this zombie will be out of control." Xiao Zhao suggested.

"is it?"

Zhu Mo pointed to a dense forest behind and said, "But I don't think it should be used."

Xiao Zhao turned his head and looked back, then turned his head with a puzzled face and whispered: "What do you mean?"

Although Xiao Zhao didn't notice anything, it didn't mean Qi Wei didn't either.

His perception ability was also outstanding, and the smile on his rough face suddenly disappeared and became serious.

The giant zombie suddenly tilted its head to the right, and the sound of metal clashing against armor was crisp.

He easily picked up the huge long knife with his backhand and blocked it in front of his head.

There was a crisper sound of metal collisions, and Han Ningchu appeared wearing a motorcycle helmet. Her fatal blow to his head was predicted by the zombie in advance and was easily received.

Two jets of hot air were ejected from the gaps on the mouth of his blue helmet.

Han Ningchu tilted his head provocatively, and suddenly burst out with a powerful force. The long knife in his hand shattered the thin knife in Han Ningchu's hand.

And he slashed straight at Han Ningchu's thin body.

The long knife pierced the air with a murderous intent, as if the hot woman was about to be cut in half by a zombie in the next second.

Xiao Zhao stared at Han Ningchu dumbfounded, and exclaimed: "It's over, she's too impulsive. She must die..."

Although the long knife hit Han Ningchu, it was not cut off at all as Xiao Zhao expected.

The zombie was also taken aback, and increased its strength, but it still couldn't hurt Han Ningchu at all.

Han Ningchu turned over and jumped, with five fingers clasped in the slit of the mouth of the zombie's helmet, he pulled it down violently.

The zombie lost its balance, was pulled off by Han Ningchu, and lifted over its head, drawing a beautiful semi-circle in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, causing dust to fly up immediately.

Peng's loud noise shook the heavens and the earth.

Han Ningchu knocked the huge zombie to the ground with one hand.

Xiao Zhao's mouth was wide enough to swallow Zhu Mo's head in front of him, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "This... is this fucking strength that humans can have?"

The zombie was thrown so that a crack appeared on the helmet, and several metal fragments were scattered around.

A gleam of anger flashed through the eyes in the helmet, and he was about to stand up with his palms on the ground and continue to compete with Han Ningchu.

But Han Ningchu would never give him a chance, before he could lift his body, Han Ningchu turned around and punched him in the face.

This punch finally smashed his blue helmet into pieces and flew across the air. The zombie's face under the helmet was bloody and bloody, and the whole face was twisted together.

Qi Wei watched the zombies he summoned being dealt with so easily by Han Ningchu, his face was ugly, and a terrifying light shot out from his eyes: "Patriarch Han...you are boring like this."

"Zhu Mo~"

After finishing the zombie, Han Ningchu immediately turned his head and ran to Zhu Mo, hugged him and checked him from head to toe to see if there was any injury.

Zhu Mo knocked on her helmet dissatisfied: "You are really disobedient."

Han Ningchu's silly laughter came from the helmet, which made Zhu Mo couldn't help laughing too.

"Ahem... I don't want to spoil your interest, but right now I still have to deal with Qi Wei."

"The bronze bell in his hand is still there, and if the bell is not resolved, there will be an endless stream of zombies." Xiao Zhao frowned, looking around at another group of zombies summoned by Qi Weiqing Tongling.