Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Jinlin Pavilion.

At present, there are only a few high-end restaurants in Tianjing that do not belong to the Zhu family, and Jinlin Restaurant is one of them.

Generally, most of the people who come here are the remnants of the Qiankun Society.

Ever since the Qiankun Society united with the Qimeng and the Hongri Sanhui family failed to kill the Zhu family a few years ago, they have already belonged to organizations that exist in name only, and they will only gather together secretly like sewer rats to discuss how to eliminate the Zhu family.

But Zhu Min didn't want to let these mice go, and sent someone to kill their president directly.

The Qiankun Society without a leader has also become a mess.

The business of the Golden Scale Museum is also worsening day by day.

He no longer dared to continue to label himself as the Qiankun Society, so as not to cause a bloody disaster.

Different from the past, today's Jinlin Pavilion is crowded with luxury cars, crowded with people and voices.

The red-faced boss Yuan Tan greeted the guests in person in front of the door.

"Hello, Gudmaunin. Come in, please..."

"It's been a long time since there was such a good business. It seems that letting foreigners in is a good thing, hahaha."

I think Yuan Tan cursed for three days and three nights when the Presbyterian Church announced the lifting of entry restrictions.

But he never thought that this wave not only did not cause any loss to himself, but also caused his own Golden Scale Pavilion to show signs of being reborn from nirvana.

Thinking of this, Yuan Tan couldn't help being excited.

Today, there are rich people from outside who have taken over the entire Golden Scale Pavilion. The turnover of today alone is estimated to be more than the combined turnover of the previous two years.

"Hey, hurry up and say hello!"

Before Yuan Tan finished his music, a long motorcade came from afar.

These cars are all expensive luxury cars, which are probably rare in the entire Yan Kingdom. I didn't expect such a luxurious car fleet to appear.

Besides the Zhu family, who else in Tianjing City has such a face?

But Yuan Tan didn't believe that people from the Zhu family would come here, so he tacitly assumed that the convoy was a certain important figure from abroad.

With a courteous look on his face, Yuan Tan stepped forward to open the car door, put his hands on it, bent slightly, and said the English that he had learned for several days: "Gude Maoning, Sir."

Yuan Tan, who recognized the person in the car through the sunlight shining on the face of the person in the car, was petrified by Medusa.

Zhu Mo looked at Yuan Tan with eyes like an idiot, and after getting out of the car, he winked at Xiao Zhao, who got off the co-pilot.

Knowing Xiao Zhao hurried up and pushed Yuan Tan away from Petrochemical.

Reaching out his hand very gentlemanly, Han Ningchu grabbed Zhu Mo's hand and got off the car with a smile on his face.

This is a very elegant woman, no matter in appearance or temperament, it is pleasing to the eye.

Those black high-heeled shoes that looked like a starry sky, and a long black off-the-shoulder dress, her extremely delicate facial features were amazingly beautiful under the sunlight.

But Yuan Tan didn't have time to appreciate it, he just felt that his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe.

"Patriarch Zhu... Patriarch Han, why did you come to the Golden Scale Hall?"

Unexpectedly, it was the head of the Zhu family who came, which made Yuan Tan, a former member of the Qiankun Society, very embarrassed.

I want to find a crack in the ground and hide in it.

"That... Patriarch Zhu, I have now severed all ties with the Qiankun Society..."

At this moment, Yuan Tan seemed to be explaining to his girlfriend that he hadn't contacted his ex-girlfriend, his face flushed and he stuttered.

"I was invited to the banquet, why are you nervous?"

Zhu Mo patted Yuan Tan's shoulder and smiled lightly: "So what if you are still a master of Qiankun? Afraid I will kill you?"

Although the strength of the hand that landed on the shoulder was very light, it was as heavy as Mount Tai falling, and Yuan Tan almost couldn't stop.

Although he couldn't say it out of his mouth, he couldn't help feeling scared in his heart. After all, he was facing a male devil and a female devil.

Without paying too much attention to Yuan Tan, Han Ningchu walked into the Jinlin Pavilion with Zhu Mo on his arm.

Seeing that both of them walked in, Xiao Zhao whispered to Mo Mo, the subordinate he brought: "Block all the roads leading to the Golden Scale Pavilion."

"From now on, anyone who wants to leave the Golden Scale Pavilion must first ask me before they can be released."

"Yes!"

Under Xiao Zhao's secretary, the group of people they brought quickly surrounded the Jinlin Hall.

The corners of Yuan Tan's mouth twitched, and despair appeared in his eyes.

If they make such a fuss, the Golden Scale Pavilion may not be able to continue to operate.

Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu walked to the banquet venue led by two foreigners waiting at the door.

Melodious music was floating in the huge banquet hall.

The people who were still chatting all turned their eyes on them because of Zhu Mo's arrival.

Everyone present knew that the protagonist of this banquet was that man Zhu Mo.

Zhu Mo glanced slightly and found many familiar faces.

Including the old man Kaili whom I met yesterday, several members of the original Qiankun Society, and even the head of the Yamamoto family who was not killed in the Red Sun Kingdom, Yamamoto Fuzen.

Although everyone's eyes are different, the same thing is that there is anger hidden in the eyes.

"Is this the new head of the Zhu family? He is much younger than expected." Dan of the Lawrence family is looking at Zhu Mo with admiring eyes.

Ke Dun, who had been chatting up Dan since he first arrived, saw Zhu Mo coming in, and shrank his head back into the crowd like a frightened puppy.

As soon as Dan turned his head, he found that his licking dog was gone, and his head was covered with question marks.

All the people at the banquet just looked at Zhu Mo indifferently, and no one wanted to talk to him.

What they want is to embarrass Zhu Mo, and give him a blow from the start.

Inviting him to come, but leaving him alone, is there anything more insidious than this?