Mu Feng chuckled and said, "Foundation? What foundation can your Jin family possibly have? No matter how many trump cards you have, you're still just ants. Stop struggling!"
At this moment, Jin Youwei understood that his life was firmly in the hands of another.
If he continued to be arrogant and refused to compromise, he might soon accompany his son into the yellow springs.
Although his heart was filled with grief, if he also died, there would be no possibility of revenge.
Jin Youwei swallowed, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm willing to compensate you, as long as you let me go!"
Mu Feng nodded, "Mu has always been a man of his word. As long as you do as I say, I naturally won't make things difficult for you!"
Having no choice, he transferred the fifty billion yuan in compensation to the account number specified by Mu Feng.
After receiving the compensation, Mu Feng did not make things difficult for him and let him go.
The eyes and ears of the other major chaebols had noticed what happened in the bar.
Upon learning how ruthless Mu Feng was, these chaebol families immediately abandoned their cooperation with the Jin family.
In a blink of an eye, all those who had occupied Mu Feng's dozens of bars retreated.
However, Jin Youwei of the Jin family clearly had no intention of letting Mu Feng off. After all, the pain of losing his son was too much to bear.
After handling his son's funeral, Jin Youwei clenched his fists and said with tears, "I will kill you, I will!"
At this moment, someone entered the tea room. The visitor was a Western man with blond hair and blue eyes.
Upon seeing the man, Jin Youwei immediately suppressed his grief and brewed him a cup of tea.
"So it's Mr. Krwell. May I ask what brings you here?"
"Please accept my condolences, Patriarch Jin. We've also heard about your son's situation!" Krwell sighed.
Jin Youwei suppressed his inner grief, gritted his teeth, and said, "That person and I are mortal enemies. I will kill him one day!"
"I heard that President Jin encountered a tough opponent, so I've come to show you our latest developed suicide miniature drone!"
As he spoke, he took out a small black metal cylinder, about the size of a toothpaste tube, from his pocket.
"This is a drone?" Jin Youwei was stunned.
Krwell smiled and said, "Seeing is believing. Please, Patriarch Jin, follow me!"
Thus, the two of them went to the Jin family's backyard, which was an entire acre in size.
Krwell unscrewed the metal cylinder, and with a *whoosh*, a small drone flew out.
With a loud bang, a single-story building in the backyard was completely blown to pieces.
The explosion attracted everyone's attention.
Jin Youwei swallowed with disbelief, "It's this powerful? Isn't that like a missile?"
"That's right, but it's much cheaper than a missile. With this powerful weapon, Patriarch Jin, who can you not kill?" Krwell continued to entice him, wanting him to buy it quickly.
To be honest, he was indeed tempted, so he quickly asked, "How much does it cost?"
"Fifty thousand US dollars each!" Krwell blurted out.
To be honest, the price was not expensive. Although the cost was not much, it was undeniably useful!
Jin Youwei didn't even haggle and immediately purchased fifty of them.
It was about time. Mu Feng was preparing to return to China. Riding in a special car provided by the Park family, he headed to the airport.
On a deserted road, he felt that something was not quite right, as if danger was about to strike.
Mu Feng said to the driver, "Do you feel like someone is following us?"
"No, Mr. Mu, you must not have slept well recently. This road is very deserted, with no cars. Who would be following us?"
How could the driver know that the heavens were watching from above?
At an altitude of a hundred meters, a miniature drone was closely monitoring Mu Feng's special car.
At the same time, miles away, Jin Youwei was holding a remote control with a built-in screen.
The corner of his mouth curved slightly, "This is truly a weapon for assassination. It's a shame you won't have a whole body. Go to hell!"
The miniature drone made a steep dive, charging towards the special car at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive.
Mu Feng immediately felt a sense of dread. He quickly kicked open the rear door and jumped out.
However, the driver from the Park family was not so lucky. A earth-shattering explosion sent the entire car flying into the sky.
The driver was instantly reduced to dust in the explosion, not even realizing how he had died.
Mu Feng, who had narrowly escaped, felt a chill run down his spine. The power of this suicide drone was immense.
Even he, if hit directly by this drone, would be severely injured, if not killed.
After the suicide drone attack, the image on Jin Youwei's remote control disappeared. In his eyes, Mu Feng was already as dead as one could be.
The corner of his mouth curved slightly, and he let out a long sigh, "Son, if I had this weapon earlier, you wouldn't have died. But the revenge is just beginning. I have already investigated all of your assets in China. I will uproot all of your relatives, friends, and all of your industries, one by one. All these people must die!"
After saying that, he left without delay and boarded a private jet to China.
Upon landing, his first stop was Shengyuan Entertainment Company.
After his close investigation, he discovered a girl named Cheng Xiao at this company who had an unusual relationship with Mu Feng.
He planned to start with Cheng Xiao, killing the people close to Mu Feng one by one to get his revenge.
The people Jin Youwei brought with him were all his trusted confidantes, each capable of fighting a hundred, and they were equipped with all sorts of firearms. This time, they had clearly come prepared.
Upon arriving at the entrance of Shengyuan Entertainment Company, they were stopped by the security personnel.
"Hold on? What are you doing here?" One of the security guards sized them up.
To avoid alerting them, Jin Youwei did not act aggressively. Instead, he smiled and said, "We are from Goryeo, and we want to discuss endorsement matters with your company. We need to find Miss Cheng!"
Hearing this, the security guard immediately relaxed his guard and said, "Miss Cheng is always in the company, but we are not too sure which floor she is on. You can go in and find her yourselves!"
Jin Youwei clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "Thank you, sir."
"It's nothing, you can go in!" At this moment, the security guard did not know that these people were not here to discuss endorsement cooperation, but to kill people.
However, Jin Youwei did not realize that his every move was being watched.
In the president's office of the Shengyuan Entertainment building, a young man was looking out the window through the glass curtain wall.