Mu Feng had no further comments, as the other party had already conceded. He waved his hand, no longer pressing the issue.
Zhang Youqian's belt fell to the ground. He collapsed like a deflated ball, sitting at the corpse of his son.
"My son, you have died a tragic death. I will never let you die in vain!" he vowed inwardly, his heart filled with hatred.
However, he dared not let this hatred show on his face, lest it invite his own demise.
Mu Feng glanced at him and said, "Alright, since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now. You don't need to see me out!"
Zhang Youqian shuddered uncontrollably. He crawled over with a wronged expression.
Facing Mu Feng, he kowtowed deeply, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, for sparing my life. Thank you..."
One does not hit a smiling face. Since the other party was so submissive, Mu Feng could not say much more.
He nodded slightly, "Then you must take care of yourself!" With that, he left the scene.
Watching his receding figure, Zhang Youqian gritted his teeth, making a creaking sound.
Only after Mu Feng had been gone for half an hour did he finally get up from the ground.
An security captain, holding a telescopic baton, ran over. "Mr. Zhang, are you alright?"
Zhang Youqian kicked him, roaring, "What use are you all? A bunch of useless good-for-nothings!"
The security captain said aggrievedly, "Mr. Zhang, you can't blame us. Even Mr. Borne, the Muay Thai master, couldn't do anything to that person. How could we mere pawns be his match? Unless we're tired of living, then..."
Zhang Youqian waved his hand, "Enough. I don't want to hear any excuses. As the head of company security, I want to hear your opinion!"
"Ah? O-opinion?" He shivered, an ominous feeling rising in his heart.
"What? Are you planning to desert and collect your wages before leaving?" Zhang Youqian said through gritted teeth.
The security captain was startled and immediately shook his head, "No, no, Mr. Zhang. I'll think of a way, I'll think of a way, alright?"
"I'll give you one hour to come up with a plan. If you can kill that guy, I'll even give you a billion-dollar bonus!"
"But if you can't, I suggest you resign immediately. Otherwise, I won't mind finding someone to take care of you!"
Zhang Youqian was willing to go all out. To avenge his son, he was prepared to offer a huge sum of money.
Faced with both carrots and sticks, the security captain was tempted. What did a billion dollars mean? He couldn't earn that much in a hundred lifetimes.
The security captain gritted his teeth, "Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang. It's just about eliminating one person. No matter how powerful this guy is, it'll be futile!"
"Excellent. I'll give you one hour. After an hour, I expect a definitive answer from you!"
Zhang Youqian nodded with satisfaction and left the scene, not even bothering about his son's corpse still lying there.
The security personnel of Zhang Group made arrangements for all the bodies.
The security captain looked around, constantly contemplating how to eliminate Mu Feng.
Time flew by. Just as the hour was about to expire, his eyes suddenly lit up. He rushed upstairs and entered the chairman's office.
"Mr. Zhang, I've thought of it! I have a way to kill that little brat!" The security officer was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.
In his mind, the billion-dollar cash was already beckoning him.
Zhang Youqian was alone in his office, smoking contemplatively. Seeing that the security captain claimed to have a plan, he immediately extinguished his cigarette butt in excitement.
He rushed over, grabbing the security captain by the shoulders, "Quick, tell me, what plan have you devised?"
"Actually, there's no need to confront this kid head-on to kill him. We can poison him!"
A glint of killing intent flashed in the security captain's eyes, and he made a throat-slitting gesture.
Zhang Youqian frowned slightly and asked, "Poison him? How do you plan to kill him?"
"It only requires a small stratagem. Mr. Zhang, think about it, it's getting late, he might still be in the city!"
"As long as we can find the hotel he's staying at, we can inject poisonous gas into his room. This kid won't be able to escape even if he were an immortal!"
The security captain grinned smugly. In his eyes, this money was a sure thing.
"What gas is so poisonous? Besides, can you find it?" Zhang Youqian asked.
The security captain snapped his fingers, "Mr. Zhang, you've asked the right person! My cousin is a technician at a chemical company. What kind of chemical products can't he get? Chlorine gas, once inhaled, will cause instant death to anyone! So we just need to get some chlorine gas!"
Zhang Youqian was quite knowledgeable and understood the potent toxicity of chlorine gas.
After a moment of thought, he nodded repeatedly, "Indeed, using chlorine gas would allow us to kill him stealthily. This matter is entrusted to you. Rest assured, Mr. Zhang, having been in the business world for so many years, I rely on my word!"
He paused and continued, "As long as you help me kill him and bring me that brat's head, I can transfer the billion dollars to you anytime!"
The security captain patted his chest confidently, "Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang. I will absolutely not disappoint you. I'll go and handle this matter now!"
Zhang Youqian nodded, "Good. I await your good news!"
The security captain scampered out of the chairman's office.
Soon, a sinister expression appeared on Zhang Youqian's face, and he muttered, "You piece of trash, daring to demand a billion dollars? Your audacity is truly remarkable. Do you know what a billion dollars means? That's one-tenth of Zhang Group's cash flow. Once this is done, it will be your end!"
The security captain had no idea that Zhang Youqian had no intention of paying him, and furthermore, planned to kill him.
Time passed quickly. The sky had already darkened.
Mu Feng, just as these people had guessed, had not left but had chosen to stay at a local star-rated hotel.
However, he felt that something was not quite right, and he was even somewhat restless, as if some major event was about to happen.
"Perhaps letting the Zhang Group off was a mistake!"
Mu Feng knew best that being merciful to an enemy was being cruel to oneself.
But Zhang Youqian's behavior, while not without flaws, was indeed very restrained, giving Mu Feng no reason to act.
"If you could behave yourself honestly, this matter would be considered closed. But if you dare to cause me trouble again, I can guarantee that you will die a very miserable death!"
A murderous intent flickered across Mu Feng's face. He would not let the other party off repeatedly.