Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Cheng Bowen looked at the corpses all over the floor, and felt remorse immediately.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke, which made people sick.

Knocking his head in remorse, his face was several degrees paler than a corpse that had been dead for a few days.

It never occurred to him that Zhu Mo's four people could not deal with one of them.

All of his men are as invulnerable as a god of war, one against a hundred.

"What about him, why hasn't this old man Chutian come to support him?"

Before the action, Chu Tian vowed that he would come to support him within an hour, smacking his chest.

Little did he know that the current Chu Tian had already forgotten about him, and went to the airport to save his own people first.

He glared dissatisfiedly at the foreigner in front of him who was struggling to fight, and cursed: "Laowai Shabi, you have a bunch of people who are rich and hungry. Can't you spend that much money to deal with four people?"

Studi, the leader of the International Assassin Organization, was out of breath. Watching his subordinates die one by one, he felt very painful.

At this moment, he also regretted taking this order very much.

Even in his dreams, he never imagined that this opponent would be so difficult to deal with.

It was originally a killer organization, but because of time constraints, I had to confront these people head-on.

This prevents them from showing their strength 100%.

He also cursed Cheng Bowen in his heart, cursing his ancestors all over the place.

"Go and get rid of that young man, and leave that difficult guy to me. We can't split up the battle anymore, our losses are already big enough."

Studi gave instructions to the two deputies around him.

The two responded, and immediately gathered everyone to prepare for the final attack, and took Zhu Mo's head directly.

Although Study is not Zhou Lu's opponent at all, as long as he goes all out and delays for half a minute, it is completely possible.

In half a minute, his subordinates can definitely finish Zhu Mo.

Of course, the disadvantage of doing so is that you have to bet your life.

After so many years of wandering around, Studi had to gamble his life often, but the reason why he has achieved today is because he is very lucky every time, and he bets right every time.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he was forced to risk his life again by an incredible young guy, which made him feel a little ridiculous.

"on!"

Studi rushed towards Zhou Lu with a dagger in his hand, and Zhou Lu frowned slightly as he watched Studi rushing towards him.

"This kid wants to hold me back?"

Zhou Lu also put up all his energy to get rid of this guy as quickly as possible, so as to ensure the safety of the young master.

Facing the rushing Stadi, he charged him with a punch and knocked him into the air.

Just in this gap, a group of people killed the helpless Zhu Mo together.

Just as Zhou Lu was about to step forward to protect the Lord, he felt a tingling pain in his calf.

Looking down, I saw Studi sneered, inserted the dagger into his calf, and hugged his calf tightly.

Unable to break free for a while, Zhou Lusha punched Studi in the face with a big fist, telling him to let go.

"Master, be careful!"

Zhu Mo looked at the person rushing towards him without the slightest fear.

These guys seem to underestimate themselves a little too much.

Do you think you can take him down with more people?

Zhu Mo took out his pistol and shot precisely at the rushing people, every shot was a precise headshot, killing him with one blow.

Except for those two assistants who were a bit difficult to deal with, the rest of the small miscellaneous fish did not pose much threat to him.

But Zhu Mo underestimated these guys a little bit.

Even if they knew they were going to die, they would rush forward without hesitation and carry out suicide attacks.

Bang bang bang!

The pistol was emptied of bullets, and a few foreigners who took advantage of the gap grabbed their trouser legs tightly.

The two deputies attacked him from two directions.

Just when Zhu Mo was about to pick up a dead body on the ground to block the gun, a deafening sound interrupted his movements.

The sound was like a cannonball exploding, and the whole building trembled.

Fortunately, he blocked his ears instinctively, otherwise Zhu Mo felt that he would be deaf for the rest of his life.

"What's the matter, ahem..."

Thick smoke billowed, Zhu Mo was choked and coughed several times in a row.

He kicked away the dead foreigner who was still clutching his trouser leg, and walked out of the smoky place.

I saw that the two foreigners who were about to attack him just now died tragically, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the dead could no longer die.

The corpse still maintained the posture when it fell down, as if it was picked up by someone strangling the neck, and the eyes that were not closed were looking forward in horror.

Zhu Mo frowned, before he figured out how these two guys died, a sound came from the door.

A big hole was blasted out of the glass door, and three figures stood there.

Standing on both sides is a Mediterranean uncle dressed in extremely businesslike clothes, and the other is a dark-skinned, tall man with long hair who is looking at him coldly.

The look in his eyes was a bit pretentious, which made Zhu Mo want to go up and beat him.

But when he saw the graceful figure in the middle, Zhu Mo felt a little moved.

"Hi~ Are you okay, junior."

That's right, the woman with a graceful figure is none other than senior sister Han Ningchu.

"Why did you come here?"

"I just came to Nanjiang City today to visit Nanmen's house. I heard Nanmenyue said that you were here. I forgot to say hello to Nanmen old man and came here."

Han Ningchu folded his hands on his chest, pretending to be displeased: "You don't know to tell me in advance when you do such a dangerous thing, what if something happens?"

"Then you can only be a widow." Zhu Mo joked.

Han Ningchu blushed when he said that, and hummed softly: "Cut, you know you are poor."

An old man and a young man standing on both sides were dumbfounded, and they looked at each other and were greatly shocked.

Has the Patriarch been taken away?

Han Ning blushed at the first meeting, which was simply shocking, even more shocking than the national football team entering the World Cup.

The long-haired man glared at Zhu Mo, raised his haughty head and snorted coldly: "Speak politely to our Patriarch, if you talk nonsense, I'll cut your head off..."

Turning the gaze that had been on Zhu Mo to the man beside him, but the eyes with a hint of shyness and love turned into anger and murderous intent:

"Bi Long, be more polite. Believe it or not, I'll cut off your tongue and feed it to the dog?"

The already dark face of the man named Bi Long became dark at this moment, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

There is no one in the entire Han family who is not afraid of Han Ningchu, Bi Long trembled in fright, and dared not speak any more.

Mediterranean also wiped the sweat from his forehead, and snapped: "Xiaolong, don't interrupt when the Patriarch is talking!"

Turning to Han Ningchu and bowing: "Patriarch, I will definitely take care of this grandson when I go back."

After all, he winked at Bi Long to tell him to be honest.

As Bi Long's grandfather, how could Hai Hai not know what Bi Long was thinking.

My own grandson has admired Han Ningchu since he was a child, and he wholeheartedly regards her as his goal.

But after all, it is far behind. The outstanding Han Ningchu has become the head of the family early, but his status in the Han family is very poor.

If it wasn't for his own presence and Bi Long's own strength, he wouldn't be qualified to go with the Patriarch at all.