Du Jiaojiao stared blankly at Mu Feng, then at the fallen figures. Instead of any surprise, her face turned even paler.
She raised her small hand, pointing with a slight tremor at the people lying on the ground.
"Are... are these people dead?"
Mu Feng smiled and nodded. "They've just gone to the underworld. The blood on the ground is still warm!"
Du Jiaojiao's pupils contracted sharply.
Looking at the man's harmless smiling face in front of her, she had previously thought he was very dashing and handsome.
Now, a thought involuntarily arose in her heart.
Had her cousin found a killing god?
Mu Feng didn't care about the previous people at all. He was merely teaching Du Jiaojiao a lesson, so she wouldn't cause him trouble in the future when something urgent came up.
At this moment, the only one still breathing was that young man.
His eyes held an incredible shock.
Only he had witnessed the entire process.
Mu Feng had held the young man's dagger between two fingers and then used his fingers to break the bones of his brothers. They had all been easily taken down within seconds by the broken blades.
"Old Wu, you should go to the hospital and get your wounds bandaged first. Don't let your wife and children worry!"
Wu Qiang stood up from behind the obstacles in the warehouse.
Having just reset his dislocated bone, his face was pale, but his eyes were still burning with fervent admiration. "Young Master, I apologize for causing you trouble."
"After leaving Flying Eagle, I haven't trained for several years, and my bones have rusted."
"After this, I will definitely regain all my previous physical fitness."
Mu Feng smiled slightly. "At your age, what are you chasing? I brought you back so you could have a stable life."
"Manage your company well and just keep your body from becoming unhealthy."
Wu Qiang smiled, feeling very grateful in his heart.
Across countless organizations, not one treated its members in such a way.
He had been severely injured back then and could no longer undergo high-intensity training. Mu Feng had given him a sum of money and let him return to Qinghai City.
There were many old members like him, and he was one of those with business acumen. With the help of many brothers, he had achieved the development he had today.
"Young Master, I'll be heading back then. The person causing trouble behind the scenes is Su Mingzhe."
"And these people belong to Mad Lion. Logically, someone like Su Mingzhe shouldn't be able to contact the Mad Lion gang, but they've gotten involved."
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. "I understand."
Wu Qiang glanced at Du Jiaojiao, a smile on his face, and turned to leave.
Mu Feng directly stepped on the young man's face. "A member of Mad Lion?"
"It's not unfair for me, a cunning rabbit, to die by your hand." The young man's codename was Cunning Rabbit.
His face showed fear, but he still tried to meet Mu Feng's gaze defiantly. Unfortunately, his face was pressed against the ground, and he could only look sideways.
"I didn't expect you to stage a comeback. When I entered your headquarters back then, even the leader of Mad Lion had to kneel on the ground and beg like a dog."
"It's only been three years, and you dare to show yourselves again."
Cunning Rabbit's voice trembled. "You're the Young Master of Flying Eagle?"
"How did you get the news so quickly? How many people have you stationed in Qinghai?"
"I'm asking you now. Understand your current situation."
As Mu Feng's voice fell, he stomped on Cunning Rabbit's shoulder.
"Crack..."
Bone-shattering sounds pierced his skin, and bright red blood soaked his clothes.
Cunning Rabbit screamed, the veins on his forehead bulging.
"Speak, how did you get involved with Su Mingzhe?" Mu Feng asked calmly.
"I don't know anything, and you don't need to ask me anymore. I was just responsible for cleaning up some trouble for Su Mingzhe." Cunning Rabbit gritted his teeth, blood already flowing from his gums.
At this moment, he felt as if the foot pressing on his head was like a mountain, capable of crushing his head at any moment.
This pain was soul-piercing.
Mu Feng let out a cold laugh. "My Mu family's annihilation back then also had something to do with Su Mingzhe."
Cunning Rabbit's pupils contracted sharply.
His expression didn't change, but Mu Feng had already seen through his facade.
"It seems my guess was right. Those betrothal gifts should have been things my father had prepared. Now they're sent directly to the Su family. This was a play they staged themselves, wasn't it?"
"Their goal was to stir up conflict between me and Wu Qiang!"
"But you didn't know Wu Qiang was my man, and you exposed yourselves by mistake."
Cunning Rabbit's voice trembled. "You don't need to be so certain. You have no evidence at all; it's just your own wild guess."
Mu Feng smiled. "Do I need evidence?"
"Your answer has already given me the answer."
"When I saw those betrothal gifts, I already guessed that someone was manipulating things behind the scenes."
"Su Mingzhe's involvement with you is the extent of his usefulness."
As he spoke, Mu Feng lifted his foot and then stomped down forcefully.
Cunning Rabbit's other shoulder was immediately crushed, splattering blood.
A scream escaped his lips.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire face contorted with pain.
Mu Feng's voice remained calm, a faint smile on his face. "You can seek revenge on me anytime you want, but you shouldn't have been involved in the annihilation of the Mu family."
"When your Mad Lion organization was at its peak, I could flatten it alone."
"Now you are just rats in the sewer, only daring to hide in the shadows and scheme. Today, you are a gift I'm giving them."
As his voice fell, he slapped his palm onto a nearby wooden crate.
Splintered wood exploded outwards.
He casually grabbed a few splinters and flicked them out.
Those splinters directly struck Cunning Rabbit's acupoints.
Cunning Rabbit felt countless waves of searing pain surge through his entire body in that instant.
The one who had just cried out when his bones were broken now let out a soul-wrenching scream.
His throat was raw from shouting.
Mu Feng flicked out another splinter.
Cunning Rabbit's movements abruptly ceased. His whole body stiffened, unable to exert force.
"Slowly bear the consequences. I estimate your people will find you soon. You won't die in the short term, but your suffering will be worse than death."
"This is a warning I'm giving you. I'm too lazy to deal with you now, so don't show yourselves to me."