Mu Feng smiled inwardly, "Little brat, you've finally bowed to my power, haven't you? Just you wait, I'll find a chance to kill you later!"
The deaths of these bodyguards were inconsequential; a little compensation and a few handouts were all that was needed, he felt no heartache.
Soon, several figures were carried away, and the competition proceeded as usual.
Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh, realizing how insignificant the lives of these bodyguards were in the face of capital.
Given the incident, Cheng Xiao refused to sing, standing there in silent protest.
The director frowned, annoyed, and said, "Alright, alright, cut this scene. Remove all her shots!"
Mu Feng sneered, "A bunch of ungrateful wretches. This ten million was truly thrown to the dogs!"
Despite the significant financial loss, he was determined to recoup it from elsewhere, perhaps from this oblivious chapter.
Another hour passed, marking the end of today's competition.
As evening fell, after dinner, they returned to their quarters within the base.
Cheng Xiao followed Mu Feng closely, all the way back to his room.
"Hmm? Xiao Xiao, why are you following me? Isn't your room on the second floor?"
She said with great concern, "Mr. Mu, I'm worried that person will come looking for trouble..."
"What's there to worry about? I'll take you to him later!"
As soon as Mu Feng said this, her face turned pale. Covering her lips, she cried, "Ah? Mr. Mu, are you really going to make me... I absolutely won't..."
As she spoke, Cheng Xiao's tears began to flow involuntarily, and soon she was weeping profusely.
"Oh dear, oh dear, stop crying. I was just joking! I meant I'd take you to confront him!"
"Do you think I'd hand you over to him? What are you thinking? Can't you trust your handsome, charismatic, and universally loved old leader?"
Mu Feng's scalp tingled. He couldn't stand seeing girls cry; it always left him helpless.
Cheng Xiao immediately broke into a smile, "Pfft, hmph, I don't want to talk to you, Mr. Mu!"
"Alright, get ready, let's go. I want to see what kind of trouble that lecherous pig dares to stir up!" Mu Feng stretched his limbs.
If Zhang Jie didn't cause trouble, fine. But if he dared to, Mu Feng swore he would take his life.
Meanwhile, in Zhang Jie's room, he was leisurely showering.
He chuckled lecherously, "Aren't you quite the hotshot? In the end, you still have to submit to me? Little beauty, here I come, I'll definitely cherish you!"
He was wearing a gaudy golden bathrobe and a thick gold chain, looking like a nouveau riche.
Bang bang bang, suddenly there was a rapid knocking at the door.
Zhang Jie's eyes lit up, and he swallowed, "Tsk tsk, I'm coming, just a moment!"
As he opened the door, he saw Cheng Xiao and Mu Feng standing before him. They walked in.
"I must say, Mr. Mu, you're quite self-aware. I'll consider us friends. Alright, you can step aside now!"
Zhang Jie's gaze remained fixed on Cheng Xiao, never wavering. She felt extremely uncomfortable under his scrutiny.
Mu Feng smiled slightly, "I've brought her to you, Mr. Zhang. Regarding what happened earlier, I apologize. After all, I killed so many of your subordinates!"
He extended his hand, "A small matter. Those good-for-nothings are dead, so be it. Consider it practice for Mr. Mu!"
"Oh, this is too much. I'm a humanitarian, you know. Don't you think they must be lonely on their journey to the underworld!"
Mu Feng's smile grew wider, completely missing the hidden menace.
"It's really nothing. If anything, perhaps you could go burn some paper money for them when you have time?" Zhang Jie had no idea he was already close to death.
He coughed and said word by word, "No, no, that won't do. I think, Mr. Zhang, you might as well accompany them on their journey to the underworld. After all, I'm a soft-hearted person, and I can't stand seeing people lonely!"
Zhang Jie's mouth twitched several times. "What are you talking about?"
The atmosphere in the room instantly turned icy.
In the silent stillness, one could even hear the beating of hearts.
"My meaning is very clear: I want you to go down and accompany them!"
As he spoke, he took out a sharp dagger and placed it directly on the worktable in the room.
Zhang Jie's voice turned cold, "Kid, you're playing with fire. Get out immediately and leave her here!"
"You're about to die, and you're still lustful? You're quite something. Come, help yourself to what you want!" Mu Feng gestured towards the dagger.
He chuckled, "What? You want me to kill myself? Do you dare to touch me?"
"Killing you is like stepping on a cockroach, but I don't want to dirty my feet. If you can handle it yourself, then do so!" Mu Feng made a welcoming gesture.
Zhang Jie roared, "Kid, if you dare to touch me, I'll make you pay!"
With that, he waved his hand, knocking the dagger to the floor.
Mu Feng spread his hands, and the dagger automatically flew into his hand, startling Zhang Jie.
"Since you're unwilling to do it yourself, I'll have to be a good person and help you!"
With that, he pressed the dagger against Zhang Jie's neck.
The dagger immediately cut through his skin, and blood flowed down the blade.
"No, no, I won't threaten you anymore! Just let her stay, that's all I ask!" Zhang Jie compromised again.
"You, you truly are incorrigible. You're already a dead man, and you're still so lewd!"
Mu Feng found this guy to be truly stubborn, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water. How could a normal person say such things when facing death?
"You, you, if you dare to kill me, you'll pay the price!"
"I like to challenge my limits. I'm quite curious about what price it will be. Prepare to die!"
As he spoke, Mu Feng plunged the dagger directly into his throat.
The blade accurately pierced his carotid artery, and blood spurted out like a pillar.
Zhang Jie instinctively pulled out the dagger, trying to cover his wound, but he couldn't stop the bleeding.
Mu Feng stood with his arms crossed, staring at him coldly. Soon, he convulsed a few times and fell into shock, then died.
Blood pooled on the floor. Mu Feng said in a low voice, "Remember in your next life not to be so arrogant. Leaving you with a whole corpse is already being generous!"
"Mr. Mu, will there... will there be any trouble?" Cheng Xiao asked, her face pale.
"Killing someone like him is nothing. We need to leave here immediately!"
Thus, after completing this deed, the two left the film base.
In the evening, Mu Feng returned to his office and called the organizers, stating his intention to withdraw his investment.
The organizers dared not offend him and returned the ten million that had been previously transferred, without any deductions.