Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Several devils formed by black mist surrounded Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu.

The ninjas who were about to step forward stopped in time when they saw the monsters in front of them, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

These monsters with all kinds of strange things, just looking scary are too powerful, so they dare not act rashly.

"Mr. Fushan, this..."

With embarrassment in his eyes, a ninja asked Yamamoto Fuzen for instructions.

Yamamoto Fuzen's face sank, and he pulled the ninja sword on the back of the ninja from its sheath.

"It seems that your belief in revenge is not very firm. Is this monster blocking your revenge?"

His roar resounded throughout the banquet hall.

"Follow me, revenge!" With a loud shout, Fuzen Yamamoto rushed towards Zhu Mo.

Those scarlet, bloodshot eyes stared at Zhu Mo behind the devil, and the anger kept gushing out from his seven orifices.

He could no longer contain the anger in his heart.

Nearly two-thirds of the entire Yamamoto family died at the hands of Zhu Mo, and he had no choice but to become an avenger who only had revenge in his mind.

Driven by Yamamoto Fuzen, the samurai and ninjas of Hongri were fully aroused.

With a deafening roar, he rushed towards Zhu Mo like a dead man.

The huge devil took a step, and his huge palm slapped the floor, smashing the ground instantly.

Grabbing gravel with both hands and throwing it at the enemies who are rushing.

Then the three sheep-faced men rushed in first with the weapons in their hands.

Under the shadow of a flash of swords and swords, the giant ax instantly cut several ninjas in half, and blood burst out.

The whole banquet hall was instantly filled with the smell of blood and turned into a battlefield.

The rest of the onlookers retreated in a hurry, saving themselves from being burned.

"Cut, these Red Sun people are really cunning, they actually bully the few with the more, I'm going to help Mr. Zhu Mo!"

Dan's face was gloomy, and she didn't want to see her idol being bullied. She immediately took out the pistol tied to her thigh, and wanted to shoot at the red sun man.

Fortunately, Lu Yanji quickly snatched back the pistol in Dan's hand, quickly dropped the magazine and threw it on the ground, kicking him away with his feet.

Pointing at her, he sighed, "Dan, I warn you not to act impulsively!"

Turning to Ke Dun, he said, "Kerton, take Dan through the back door. I can trust you, and you must keep an eye on her!"

Ke Dun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded again and again: "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Then he tapped Dan's back with his fingers and whispered: "Hurry up, Dan. It's too dangerous here. I feel that Zhu Mo can kill everyone if he wants to..."

Since yesterday, Ke Dun has cast a shadow on Zhu Mo.

Just looking at it from a distance can't help but tremble all over.

Zhu Mo was the first person who was afraid of causing him physical discomfort.

"I warn you, don't touch me!" Dan turned his head and gave Coton a hard look.

Ke Dun nodded again and again, and raised his hands to express that he would not touch them again.

...

The sound of fighting inside immediately caught Xiao Zhao's attention.

Xiao Zhao told the subordinates beside him: "Quick! Come in with me!"

Xiao Zhao, who had just entered the hall, saw many foreigners standing there.

Or smoke, or chat.

When they saw him coming in, they all turned their eyes to him.

One of the white men in sportswear had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and waved to Xiao Zhao and shouted in English, "Hey, brother. I remind you not to take another step forward."

"kindness?"

Xiao Zhao was stunned on the spot, let out a sneer, and took two steps forward: "Is it okay to take two steps?"

Facing Xiao Zhao's provocation, the white man frowned and walked towards Xiao Zhao, approaching him and said in a low voice, "This place is reserved, please don't come in?"

While talking, he pushed Xiao Zhao away with his fist.

Xiao Zhao had a hippie smile on his face, and retreated cooperatively.

Seeing Xiao Zhao retreating, the white man pointed his finger at him, gave him a warning look, then turned and prepared to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, the people on Xiao Zhao's left and right sides shot at the same time.

The two held down his arm, and the person on the left dropped a black knife from his cuff, and the tip of the knife stabbed hard into his abdomen.

In the sound of puffing, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Seeing this, the rest of the foreigners immediately suppressed the smiles on their faces, and approached Xiao Zhao aggressively.

Looking at the white man whose eyes were already loose and kept spitting blood, Xiao Zhao squatted down and looked at him with a chuckle, "You fellows from abroad are really arrogant."

"The arrogance surprised me, and you dare to touch me with your dirty paws, do you know who I am?"

"What? You guys want to be like this too, get out!" Xiao Zhao growled to the group of foreigners approaching.

He was clear about the situation inside, only the Hongri people fought with the Patriarch.

Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, it is better for these people not to conflict with these guys.

Even the white man gave him a sigh of relief. If he is treated in time, he will definitely not die.

Although a little frightened by Xiao Zhao's actions without talking nonsense, these foreigners still have no intention of giving way.

Xiao Zhao, who was thinking about whether to stand still, heard footsteps behind him.

Wearing a black suit, with a trim white beard, an old man with a taller figure than a young man came with a dark face.

"Number 1..."

"What are you talking to them about? I don't know if the Patriarch is in trouble?" Bian Lin, No. 1 of the Jingwei Team, said in a deep voice.

The corner of Xiao Zhao's mouth twitched, a little frightened by the old man's aura and said: "Then what do you say, after all, you haven't broken your face and forced your way in, will the owner blame you..."

"You stay at the door, I'll go in by myself." Interrupting Xiao Zhao, Bian Lin said coldly.

"This old man has become a lot tougher since he was given the surname Zhu..." Xiao Zhao muttered in a low voice.