Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

"Zhou Lu, I'm going back to Tianjing City now."

"Guard my hometown, maybe a group of dangerous guys will attack Yu's house."

"Yes, young master." Although he didn't know the purpose of Zhu Mo's sudden phone call, Zhou Lu naturally had to follow the Patriarch's order.

Just as he boarded the private jet, Zhu Mo asked Xiao Zhao, "Where is Xiang Fan?"

"Patriarch, Xiang Fan is in Longshi. He is in charge of rectifying Zhu Chi's property and old department in Longshi."

"Okay, call him and ask him to return to Tianjing City as soon as possible."

After speaking, Zhu Mo immediately called Han Ningchu.

"Sister, where are you?"

Hearing Zhu Mo's slightly disturbed and anxious voice from the phone, Han Ningchu replied: "I'm at the airport in Longshi, and I'm going back to Changning City."

"Okay, my thoughts are a little messed up now...Anyway, you should pay attention to safety recently. There are a group of strange guys who are very dangerous. I don't have any information about those guys. I only know that they are wearing dark green waterproof suits. The faction they belong to is called Holy capital."

"Shengdu... I understand. I will pay attention to it, and I will ask someone to check it when I go back."

It was the first time for Han Ningchu to hear the tension and anxiety in Zhu Mo's voice, and he couldn't help feeling worried.

"Brother Xiang, Zhu Mo told you to return to Tianjing City as soon as you finish your work."

Xiang Fan who came to see him off nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will go back tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"Yes... did something happen?"

"Well, it seems that a new batch of enemies have appeared. At present, we only know that they are wearing dark green waterproof suits."

Biting his lower lip lightly, Han Ningchu bid farewell to Xiang Fan: "Then I'll go first, and I'll take people to Tianjing City after finishing the affairs of the Han family."

"Okay, Patriarch Han, pay attention to safety."

After seeing off Han Ningchu, Xiang Fan took the car and planned to hurry back to Zhu Chi's head office in Longshi.

Driving on the roads of Dragon City in a luxury car.

But it didn't take long for the car to stop due to a traffic jam.

Xiang Fan glanced at his watch anxiously, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were almost torn into a ball: "Xiao Li, why are you so blocked ahead?"

The driver scratched his head at a loss: "I don't know...I'll go down and have a look."

After all, the driver got out of the car to check the situation.

The car stuck in the front frenziedly honked its horn at the people in front, cursing constantly: "Damn it, are these people crazy? Blocking traffic on the main road?"

After cursing for a while, he seemed to see clearly what those people were doing: "Wait... What are these guys doing? It seems to be carrying a coffin?"

His body was like a wall, and the thick-backed man dressed in a clean black cloth had his eyes slightly closed.

Putting one hand on his left chest, he lowered his head and murmured: "Respected Earth God Guan Bu, I will take you home in the name of the Lord."

"Raise the coffin!"

The strong man lowered his voice, and two lines of people in dark green waterproof suits squatted down at the same time after hearing the order, and lifted the huge wooden coffin that had fallen on the ground.

This coffin was made of expensive black gold wood, and the exterior was painted with thick bronze-colored patterns.

It symbolizes the supreme power and status, and represents the respect and remembrance of the deceased Earth God.

They ignored the traffic jams, the cussing and the frenzied honking behind them.

He quietly carried the coffin and moved forward slowly, with steady and strong steps.

"Mr. Xiang, someone is carrying the coffin ahead..."

Xiang Fan showed surprise on his face, put on his gentleman hat and sighed, "Forget it, I'll run back. Just wait until the traffic jam stops and come back."

"Yes!"

As soon as Xiang Fan got off the car, the sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and then there was a roar of thunder, followed by big raindrops falling from the sky.

Xiang Fan looked up at the sky in a daze, and murmured, "It's raining suddenly, why do I have an ominous premonition."

"Let me see who is so strange, carrying the coffin on the main road."

Walking on the side street, Xiang Fan looked towards the middle of the road, and he really saw a group of people carrying the coffin.

"What a bunch of strange guys..." Xiang Fan sneered, planning to leave quickly.

But before taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

His eyes were full of disbelief and he looked at the pedestrian again.

"and many more..."

"The enemies Patriarch Han mentioned just now are wearing dark green water jackets, right..."

It was only then that Xiang Fan realized that the coffin bearers were all wearing dark green waterproof suits, except for the strong man in front who was dressed in black.

Is it just a coincidence?

Just as Xiang Fan's eyes widened, the burly man in black cloth turned his head slightly and stared at him with eyes as fierce as a beast.

The corner of his mouth curved slightly in a weird way.

Sensing the strangeness, Xiang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

A dark green figure turned into attacking him at high speed without warning.

When Xiang Fan came to his senses, he immediately stretched out his hand to attack the flying figure.

Chirp... bang!

Suddenly, there was an explosion and flames shot into the sky.

It's just that the figure didn't take any damage, rushed out from the thick smoke, and took out a black knife to strike.

Xiang Fan dropped the dagger in his cuff in an instant and took the blow easily. Looking at the enemy in front of him who was wearing a dark green waterproof suit and his entire face was covered by a hat, Xiang Fan was startled.

This guy is actually a saint, and his strength is beyond the reach of ordinary saints.

How could such a strong guy suddenly appear.

After hearing this guy's strange smile, he continued to wave the black knife in his hand at him, each knife went straight to the vital point, and the attack angle was extremely tricky.

But he was obviously playing big swords in front of Guan Gong. No matter what Xiang Fan said, he also won the title of King of Killers back then, and he really didn't meet many opponents in close quarters.

Soon, Xiang Fan had an overwhelming advantage in the duel.

Just as he was about to kill this person directly, the ground under his feet suddenly collapsed. Xiang Fan was caught off guard and staggered and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, another figure wearing the same dark green waterproof suit was slashing at him with a black knife behind him.