Just as Old Mrs. Su was about to make the call, a voice suddenly came from outside the villa.
"No need to bother with the phone, I'm already here. And I've brought you a gift."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Su was momentarily stunned.
Then, a chilling murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
The muscles on her face, like old tree bark, twitched violently, rendering her visage incredibly ferocious.
"You little bastard, you've come at the perfect time. Saves me the trouble of calling you."
Mu Feng walked into the hall and saw Old Mrs. Su standing there.
Beside her was Xu Junhua.
Xu Junhua was in a terrible state, especially her mouth, which was covered in numerous pinpricks.
It was so swollen that it looked like two blackened sausages.
Seeing Mu Feng, her eyes were filled with venom: "You brat, today is your day to die!"
"You probably don't know, but that little bitch Su Nianxue has already become someone's plaything."
"She's probably been taken by over a dozen men by now."
"Although I can't see it, I can imagine how desperate that bitch must be right now."
"It's a shame I couldn't reach those people, otherwise, I would have made you witness that scene with your own eyes right now."
Mu Feng glanced at her indifferently, his expression unchanged.
"What, lost your nerve? You were so formidable before, weren't you? Why aren't you even daring to talk back today?" Xu Junhua said this while taking a couple of steps back.
She was also afraid that Mu Feng might suddenly attack.
However, she knew what the old lady had in her hands and her face was now filled with the satisfaction of revenge.
"There's no point in wasting words on someone who's about to die," Mu Feng said calmly, then snapped his fingers.
Old Mrs. Su snorted, "Facing death, and you're still putting on a show!"
"All the humiliation you inflicted upon me before, I will return to you a thousandfold today!"
She watched Mu Feng walk forward.
She directly pulled out a weapon from herself, her eyes ferocious and venomous, and aimed it directly at Mu Feng's legs: "I will break your dog legs first, then have someone break your bones one by one."
"And then I'll chop you into a thousand pieces!"
Mu Feng stopped walking.
Old Mrs. Su's face showed the joy of retribution: "Why did you stop? Are you scared?"
"No matter how strong you are, you're nothing compared to the weapon I have now."
"Today, I am the cleaver, and you are the fish on the chopping block."
"If you're scared, get on your knees, bark like a dog a few times, wag your tail, and perhaps I'll give you a swift death."
This was deliberate humiliation on her part.
She had already made up her mind that no matter how much Mu Feng begged, she would enjoy the process of revenge before killing him in the most brutal way.
Xu Junhua produced needle and thread from somewhere and threw it at Mu Feng's feet.
"Mom, we can't let this little beast off so easily."
"It's because of him that my mouth was sewn shut. Today, I not only want him to sew his own mouth shut, but I also want him to sew his own backside."
"And I want to castrate him and torment this little beast severely."
The two of them thought Mu Feng was scared.
He then took out a cigarette.
With a *snap*, the lighter ignited.
He took a deep drag, slowly exhaling the smoke, "You hate me that much?"
"You little beast, what you've done makes it not enough to chop you into a thousand pieces," Old Mrs. Su said ferociously. "Now, I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't kneel, I'll break your dog legs."
After counting to ten, she found Mu Feng still smoking there with no change in his expression, and she flew into a rage.
"I see you little bastard won't shed tears until you see your own coffin."
As her words fell, she was about to pull the trigger, her face filled with the joy of vengeance.
But the next moment.
Urgent footsteps echoed from outside.
Following that were people dressed in black combat gear, armed to the teeth, who swarmed into the hall.
Dozens of them surrounded the living room.
Old Mrs. Su's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"Who are you people?"
Her voice trembled violently.
The weapon in her hand was utterly incomparable to the gear those people were wearing.
A young man in a black trench coat walked out from the crowd.
Everyone parted to make way for him.
The young man walked quickly to Mu Feng, then placed his hand in front of him, performing a respectful salute, and bowed, "Young Master!"
Mu Feng nodded indifferently, tossed the cigarette butt onto the ground, and stomped it out. "Bring the gift I brought."
"Yes!"
The young man straightened up and turned to the people behind him.
A person covered in blood was dragged over.
There was hardly a good spot left on his body.
As he fell to the ground, the intense pain caused his hoarse throat to let out another scream.
"Old Mrs. Su, this is the gift I've brought for you tonight. These are the people you sent. I wonder if you recognize him?"
Mu Feng's calm words made Old Mrs. Su tremble violently.
At that moment, she truly felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
The weapon in her hand fell to the ground with a *clatter*.
The scarred face, covered in blood, crawled across the ground, leaving a trail of blood.
His skin was almost entirely gone, and visible bones could be seen in multiple places on his limbs.
"You set me up!"
"You made me provoke such a terrifying god. Now, just give me a quick end!"
As he crawled over.
Xu Junhua screamed in terror, defecated and urinated, and collapsed to the ground.
Old Mrs. Su's face also turned deathly pale. Clutching the palm that was almost all bone, her entire body trembled violently.
"Don't come closer! I can't give you a quick end, so don't come looking for me!"
"Old Mrs. Su, please accept the gift I've brought for you."
Mu Feng walked over, kicked up the weapon with his toe, a smile on his face, and pointed it directly at Old Mrs. Su.
"No!"
Old Mrs. Su knelt on the ground, her face full of pleading: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I should have done what I did tonight, it was Master Feng who forced me to do it, he's the one who gave me this weapon."
"If I'm lying to you, may I be hit by a car and die the moment I step outside."
"Please, for the sake of me being Nianxue's grandmother, spare my dog's life!"
"If Nianxue knew I was dead, she would be very sad, and it might even create a rift in your relationship in the future."
Mu Feng sneered sarcastically, "You remember Nianxue now?"
"When you were making those plans before, did you ever think about what Nianxue would think?"
"It's all her fault!" Old Mrs. Su pointed at Xu Junhua, desperate to save her own life.
"She's the one who came up with the ideas."