Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

"Mr. Zhu Mo, I am your loyal fan. I am so happy to see you."

Dan covered his blushing cheeks like a little girl, shyly admiring the living idol in front of him.

"I'm not a celebrity...how can you be my fan?"

The fiery enthusiasm of this woman scared Zhu Mo back two steps.

Han Ningchu beside him also had a strange look on his face, and he was looking at Zhu Mo with questioning eyes.

Zhu Mo shrugged and said that he didn't know either.

Dan's eyes were fascinated, as if completely intoxicated.

Just when Zhu Mo was thinking about how to get rid of this woman, a hearty laughter sounded from behind him.

Lu came over with a smile and patted Dan on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Dan in my family has admired Mr. Zhu Mo for a long time, perhaps because she is also the youngest in the Lawrence family, and she admires Mr. Zhu Mo in her heart."

After speaking, he found that Zhu Mo's face remained unchanged, Lu took off his gray top hat and nodded slightly to Zhu Mo: "Lou Lawrence."

"It turned out to be the famous butcher Lu, I have admired you for a long time." Zhu Mo smiled back.

Lu's expression turned ugly when he heard the title of butcher, but it was only for a moment.

He still had a harmless smile on his old face, and he said with a laugh: "I didn't expect my title when I was young to be known by young people. I'm a little surprised."

The Lawrence family was different in the past. Back then, their family was the largest violent organization in the United States.

It's just that because of the change of the times, they have been in business, but in essence, they are just guys who look civilized on the surface, but still hide violence in their hearts.

Generally, only those from the Carey and Herman families would dare to call him this.

It was the first time that someone of Zhu Mo's age called him a butcher.

"Ahem, you should avoid that Dan first, Dad has something to say to Patriarch Zhu alone."

Because of this daughter, Lu had no choice but to take the initiative to talk to Zhu Mo despite all the murderous eyes present.

Cold sweat dripped down unconsciously, he just wanted to take Dan away quickly and not have anything to do with Zhu Mo.

But how can Dan be obedient, at the moment she only has Zhu Mo in her eyes, even if it is her own father, she can't listen to it.

Lu was a little impatient, and gave Zhu Mo a far-fetched smile and said: "Then let's talk again when we have time, I will take Dan there first..."

"Dan, hurry up! Those lunatics can't hold back..."

Although Lu is old now, after all, he used to be a butcher dancing on the tip of a knife, and the strong murderous aura behind him made him nervous.

He had to quickly take Dan, the only old daughter, away and protect him, so as not to be accidentally injured by a lunatic.

Before coming here, I reminded those lunatics not to do anything here, and they agreed well at that time, but now they have erupted with such a strong murderous aura.

"Mr. Zhu Mo, please sign my hood..."

"Oh Maiga, you crazy."

The murderous aura behind him was extremely strong, and it seemed that it would erupt in the next second. Lu didn't care so much and directly pulled Dan away with brute force.

As soon as he left, the whistling sound piercing the air came to his ears.

A few shurikens were shot over.

The corners of Zhu Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he said in a regretful tone, "Oh, why are you in such a hurry. You don't even have time for a dance."

"Sister, it seems that I have to dance next time."

Looking back, I saw that Han Ningchu had already taken off his high heels, with a gesture of gearing up, which made Zhu Mo feel ashamed for a while.

No matter how you look at it, Han Ningchu seems to be rushing to fight.

Several shurikens were slapped away by the holy light emanating from Zhu Mo's body when they were less than a punch away from Zhu Mo.

The broken shuriken fell to the ground and made a crackling sound, breaking Zhu Molai and falling into a dead silence.

"Baga, today we must kill Zhu Mo to avenge Hongri's dead compatriots."

Yamamoto Fuzen took off the dress on his body, and inside was a pure black ninja suit.

He responded, and hundreds of ninjas and samurai appeared throughout the banquet hall.

Several samurai stepped on their clogs and made a sound of tapping the ground, and ran to the door to block Zhu Mo's retreat.

In an instant, the banquet hall was enveloped in murderous aura, and a tense and depressing atmosphere permeated every inch of space.

"Mr. Carey, do we want to intervene?" Carey's men stood beside him and asked.

Carey smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, we're not here today to fight, just watch from the sidelines."

"Yes!"

"Wait..." As soon as his subordinates were about to leave, Kaili stopped him, with a more sinister smile on his face: "If... I mean, if Zhu Mo and the others fail, they will rush up like mad dogs, Shred him!"

"People outside also help to block it, don't let people in casually." After finishing speaking, Kaili waved his hands to tell his subordinates to back off.

He shook the little red wine left in the glass, with a strange smile on his lips: "Perhaps... these Red Sun people can really beat the old master to death."

"Come on, let me see your true skills. It would be boring if you can be dealt with easily, Zhu Mo."

Although surrounded by countless enemies, Zhu Mo's face did not change at all.

He is not a fool, he naturally thought of all kinds of situations before coming here.

It's a little surprising that these guys would choose to do it so soon.

Holding Han Ning Chu beside him, Zhu Mo's body slowly released a thick black mist.

These thick fogs are slowly congealing into the image of the devil.