"Oh? Is that so? Does that mean I have to treat you all to a meal then?"
Mu Feng chuckled, these people's shamelessness had reached an unbelievable level.
Yang Gao hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no need for meals, after all, we really can't help with anything!"
"Yes, it's quite embarrassing to say, after all, we are all ordinary people, with elders above and children below. If it weren't for these concerns, I would definitely be the first to rush forward and support President Mu!" Someone spoke with tears in their eyes, and those who didn't know the truth would surely listen with respect.
This time, Mu Feng could no longer hold back, "Alright, have you finished your act? You people are really from an entertainment company, your acting skills are truly top-notch. If you say you have no connection with those thugs, even ghosts wouldn't believe it!"
Yang Gao trembled. The thing he feared had still come: "No, no, Mr. Mu, please listen to my explanation, we really have no connection with them..."
Mu Feng ignored him, instead snapping his fingers, "Hey, you and you, come here!"
The thugs on the other side of the road, who were searching for their ears on the ground, shivered in fear, but since the god of war had called them, they couldn't refuse.
So, the group of thugs could only pick up all their ears with tears and snot, and then at the hospital, they would have the doctor distinguish whose ear belonged to whom.
They jogged over, one of them saying with tears in his eyes, "Brother, time waits for no man. If we miss the best time to reattach our ears, our ears will be ruined!"
Looking at the thugs who had lost ears and eyes, Yang Gao was so scared that he wet his pants again. He knew that if he admitted it, his fate would be even worse than theirs.
The few of them exchanged glances, nodded at each other, as if saying, "We absolutely cannot admit it, we will not admit it even if we die."
"I won't waste too much of your time. Speak up, who sent you to cause trouble for me?" Mu Feng asked.
The thug directly pointed at Yang Gao and roared, "It's this guy! If it weren't for him, how would we have ended up like this?"
The young men in the street stared at these people with rage. If they didn't have to go to the hospital immediately, they would have beaten these people to death right now.
Yang Gao gritted his teeth and said sternly, "He's spouting nonsense! President Mu, you must believe me, he's really spouting nonsense!"
"Bullshit! Brother, so many of us can testify. Look, we even took his money!"
Saying that, all the thugs took out their phones and opened their transaction records.
These payments were all transferred by Yang Gao, which was ironclad evidence.
Facing the irrefutable proof, he was so scared that he cried, "President Mu, I was blinded by hatred. You, you, please don't be harsh on me. I will never dare to act rashly again!"
"Again and again, but not a third time. Have you thought about how many times this is?" Mu Feng said with a stern face.
"This is the third time, the third time! Please spare me!" Yang Gao stood up and knelt down.
Mu Feng chuckled, "You know it's the third time? You know I've given you so many chances, but my patience has its limits. If I let you go this time, won't you find a killer next time? Or try to hit me with a truck? Will I be able to handle it then?"
He paused and continued, "You have to understand, it's absolutely impossible for me to let someone who constantly wants to take my life live. After all, I also want to live, and I want to live!"
"Then, then what do you mean?" Yang Gao trembled.
Mu Feng said decisively, "Commit suicide. This is my final act of leniency. If you force me to act, it won't be this simple!"
"No, please don't!" He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's time to swat this fly, it's really annoying!" A silver needle shot out, directly piercing his vital point.
Yang Gao convulsed a few times and immediately died on the spot.
The others were so scared that they all knelt down, afraid of meeting the same fate.
"You guys are accomplices, right?" Mu Feng pondered for a moment and said.
One man repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, we were all instigated by him..."
"Dispose of his body. I won't make things difficult for you, but if you dare to cause trouble for me again in the future, your fate today will be your future outcome!"
Mu Feng pointed at Yang Gao's corpse, then put his hands in his pockets and left the scene.
In a hospital, a group of young men were lying in hospital beds.
One of the thugs tearfully said to the doctor, "Why can't these ears be reattached? You can't joke with me like this!"
This thug was the one who had smashed the car today and was the leader.
The doctor said helplessly, "The wounds are too severe, and the ears were stepped on. They are no longer of much use!"
Standing by the hospital bed was a burly middle-aged man exuding an imposing aura.
He said in a low voice, "Doctor, as long as you can reattach my son's ears, I'm willing to pay any amount of money!"
The doctor shook his head, "This is not a matter of money, sir. Your son's ears have been trampled into mince, and our hospital really cannot save them!"
The middle-aged man got angry, grabbed the doctor's collar, and lifted him up, "What are you talking about? Give you another chance, can they be reattached?"
"No, no, sir, please calm down!" The doctor's face turned pale with fright.
The middle-aged man before him was no easy character. He was Ye Qiang, the boss of the Black Tiger Gang, the largest gang in the local underworld. He had personally taken over a hundred lives, and he was not someone a small doctor could offend.
"I'll ask you one last time, can they be reattached?" he roared.
The doctor, sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and said, "Our hospital really doesn't have this ability. Don't, don't... but I know someone who might have a solution!"
"Who? Tell me quickly!" Ye Qiang's expression softened slightly, and he let go of the doctor.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard before about a divine doctor named Mu Feng. He can cure all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, and he has even saved quite a few patients with terminal illnesses. Perhaps he can!"
In the medical field, Mu Feng's reputation was absolutely resounding, almost universally known.
"Then quickly call that divine doctor to me!" Ye Qiang clenched his fist and grabbed him again.
The doctor nodded repeatedly, "With my status, I naturally cannot contact him. Please wait a moment, I need to report to our dean and have him use his connections!"
"Hurry up! I'm telling you, if my son is disabled today, you will be the culprit. I will skin you alive piece by piece and then feed your flesh to my son!" Ye Qiang threatened wildly, and the other medical staff in the ward were so scared that they couldn't even lift their heads.
The doctor's body turned cold, and he gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, I will do my best to call him!"
"What do you mean do your best? You must call him, otherwise I will let you understand why flowers are so red!" Ye Qiang clenched his fist wantonly and swung it a few times.
The doctor felt extremely uncertain. After all, Mu Feng was not easy to invite; he was a man who appeared and disappeared like a dragon.
Moreover, what was his status? Would he treat a mere thug?