Du Weiqiang sneered and said, "Are you planning to take the money directly now, or would you prefer to let them beat you up first, cripple you, and then have me collect it from the Su Group myself."
"My elder brother is on the operating table, and it's highly likely you were responsible. If the culprit can't be found, then it's you."
"Regardless, I just need an excuse. I can't possibly take over as head of the Du family and not avenge my brother."
"You certainly have a tenacious spirit to have beaten my brother to that extent, but that's as far as you'll go. You'll be the scapegoat sooner or later."
Mu Feng asked with a half-smile, "Did you believe from the start that I wouldn't be able to produce the money?"
"So after I arrived, you decided to have your men make a move, not even bothering to find an excuse."
Du Weiqiang nodded with a chuckle, "You're not entirely foolish. But why did you still come here directly? Aren't you afraid of dying without even knowing how?"
"My elder brother's situation is undeniably linked to you in countless ways."
"He's currently in his hospital room, cursing you as inhuman, saying he'll never forgive you even as a ghost."
"My elder brother hates you to the bone, so it's only natural for me to seek trouble with you."
Mu Feng smiled faintly, "Originally, I didn't plan to do anything to you, perhaps just give you a small warning. Since you've been so eager to make a move, then don't blame me."
"I gave you an opportunity, but you treated my words as mere wind."
"As long as you weren't asking for the moon, even a few hundred million, I would have given it to you."
"After all, you'll soon be concurrently holding the position of Du family head. It would have been a small congratulatory gift from me, but you've chosen your own demise."
Upon hearing this, Du Weiqiang's expression shifted.
"Am I giving you too much face?"
"Don't you see how many people we have here?"
Those burly men could barely contain themselves.
"Brother Qiang, there's no need to indulge this brat's pretentiousness. Why are you still talking nonsense with him? He's just a pretty boy; forget ten billion, you probably can't even find tens of thousands of yuan on him."
"We shouldn't waste time with trash like him."
"Brother Qiang, just give the order, and we'll take care of him immediately."
Du Weiqiang looked at Mu Feng with a mocking gaze. "You're asking for it. Now I'll grant your wish."
"Beat him! Beat him until he's halfway to death, but don't kill him outright."
"After all, if he's alive, we can still recoup some money. If we kill him, retrieving the money might not be so straightforward."
The burly men all wore extremely mocking smiles.
As they looked at Mu Feng, their expressions were also full of ferocity.
"Brat, die!"
With that, one of them raised his leg and kicked towards Mu Feng.
However, before his kick could connect, Mu Feng, moving faster, kicked him directly in the knee.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone shattering suddenly rang out.
This was immediately followed by the burly man's scream of agony.
The others finally reacted, their eyes filled with disbelief.
But their disbelief quickly turned into pure rage, and they all charged at Mu Feng simultaneously.
"Brat, you're seeking death!"
As angry roars echoed, Mu Feng struck like lightning.
He slapped each of them.
Before they could even react, Mu Feng had already sent them flying with a single palm strike.
As they landed on the ground, their necks were twisted at grotesque angles.
Their breathing had ceased, and the pupils in their eyes were contracting violently.
In less than a minute, all twenty-odd men lay on the ground.
Mu Feng lightly rubbed his wrist, a mocking sneer appearing in his eyes. "Now, these imbeciles under your command have already taken the first step onto the road to the underworld."
"They'll be walking quite slowly on that path, so perhaps you should go catch up with them, so you won't be lonely."
Du Weiqiang finally reacted. Fear flickered in his eyes, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
"You... you actually killed them all?"
"Aren't you afraid of being arrested?"
"That's over twenty lives."
Mu Feng smiled faintly, "The moment you decided to make a move, you sealed your fate."
"They wanted to die, and I granted their wish."
"Is there anything wrong with that?"
"Should I have just stood there and let them bully me without retaliating?"
Du Weiqiang couldn't help but shiver, especially when he saw Mu Feng's cold eyes. His body trembled uncontrollably, his gaze filled with utter terror.
"Mu Feng, everything I said before was just nonsense. I never intended to do anything to you."
"It was all my fault. Please don't hold it against me."
"After all, I am Du Jiaojiao's uncle, and also a relative of Su Nianxue. Our ties are like bone and sinew."
"To put it simply, I apologize and admit my mistake. I promise that similar incidents will never happen again."
"Can you give me a chance?"
Mu Feng smiled faintly, "No!"
"If I let you go now, you'll likely become even more brazen."
"I don't have any more wasted words for you."
"Since you've made a mistake, you must pay the price, and your price is to accompany your brother on the operating table."
"Even if the Du family were to completely decline, you don't need to worry about it. After all, Du Jiaojiao can inherit it all."
With that, Mu Feng kicked out.
Du Weiqiang tried to dodge, but the kick was too fast.
He instinctively raised his arm to block, but the foot had already landed on his chest.
It was as if he had been hit by a speeding train. He flew backward, breaking over a dozen bones. Upon hitting the ground, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes were filled with extreme fear. He struggled to sit up but felt an unbearable pain throughout his body.
His bones had pierced his lungs.
He opened his mouth, but only blood came out.
Mu Feng said calmly, "It's best not to move rashly. Otherwise, your shattered bones will pierce your heart, and you won't even have the chance to get to the operating room."
"Today, consider it a small warning. If there's a next time, I will ensure you are damned forever!"
After speaking, Mu Feng turned and left.
His decision not to kill Du Weiqiang was the greatest mercy he could have shown him.
Du Weiqiang lay on the ground, the pain already blurring his consciousness.
He knew he couldn't pass out. Trembling, he pulled out his phone and dialed the ambulance number.
His eyes were filled with an extremely venomous glare.