The scar-faced man’s brow remained subtly furrowed.
He always harbored a profound sense of foreboding. Witnessing Du Jingwei’s current wretched state, he took out his phone and snapped a few pictures.
He was preparing to send them directly to the relevant parties.
“Third brother, let’s stop for now. Don’t actually kill her.”
“I almost hate this old b*tch to death. Once I get through on the phone later, and Su Nianxue hands over the prescription to us, I’ll personally torture this old b*tch to death bit by bit.”
The scar-faced man nodded.
Just as he was about to send the message, a calm and serene voice suddenly echoed from behind him.
“The prescription you desire is actually in my hands.”
“The prescription is for my wife.”
Hearing the sudden voice, everyone trembled violently.
Their gazes instinctively turned backward.
At the rear of the warehouse, Mu Feng had been sitting silently, slowly puffing on a cigarette.
“When did you appear behind us?”
“Why did we not sense you at all?”
Mu Feng tossed the cigarette butt onto the ground and slowly crushed it with his foot: “Once one’s cultivation reaches a certain realm, one’s very being seems to merge with the heavens and nature.”
“If I conceal my entire aura, even if I stand beside you, you will feel as if I should naturally be in this very spot, without any inkling of my presence.”
“This is a transformation of life’s very essence.”
Those men did not comprehend the meaning behind his words, but their expressions had already turned extremely grim.
The strength Mu Feng had displayed earlier had completely surpassed their understanding.
The scar-faced man was an undeniably ruthless individual.
At this moment, without hesitation, he drew his weapon and aimed it directly at Mu Feng.
“I don’t care if you’re human or ghost; in the face of a weapon, you’re merely someone I can resolve with a pull of the trigger.”
He, too, felt fear.
Only the weapon in his hand could provide him with a sense of security.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger.
“Bang, bang…”
The sound of continuous gunfire erupted.
Mu Feng remained standing in place, utterly unmoved. The moment he acted, his speed had already reached an extreme, far surpassing the visual tracking capabilities of those men.
The impression given was as if he hadn’t dodged at all, simply accepting the onslaught.
The scar-faced man burst into maniacal laughter: “I thought you were so formidable, but it turns out you’re just a paper tiger, all show and no substance.”
“No matter how powerful you are, aren’t you now just my vanquished foe?”
Everyone present breathed a collective sigh of relief.
What they feared most was a situation they could not control.
Especially this person before them, who was far too bizarre.
However, someone soon noticed something amiss, and his voice began to tremble.
“Boss, why isn’t he bleeding?”
“After being hit by your weapon, shouldn’t it be different?”
Everyone else also realized the anomaly.
Their gazes were fixed intently on Mu Feng.
Soon, they discovered the peculiarity: the weapons had fired repeatedly, yet Mu Feng’s body showed no signs of injury, his expression remaining as calm and serene as ever.
He didn’t look like someone who had been hit at all.
The scar-faced man’s hand trembled slightly as he took out another magazine from his person.
“There’s no need to waste your efforts. Those things have no effect on me whatsoever,” Mu Feng said calmly, slowly opening his palm.
Nestled within his palm were several bullets.
Their golden hue was somewhat dazzling under the light.
Especially when those men witnessed this, they fell completely silent, the stillness so profound one could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned. This was the first time in their lives they had witnessed such a bizarre spectacle.
It had completely overturned their understanding of the world.
Fear began to spread within their hearts.
The scar-faced man’s voice was now laced with a tremor: “Who… who exactly are you?”
“That old b*tch just insulted you so terribly. As a master like you, you must be eager to kill her.”
“We’ll help you kill her, and it won’t bring any trouble to your wife either.”
“As long as we kill her, we’ll leave immediately, pretending today’s events never happened. I’ll also be helping you eliminate a menace.”
“Please, give us a chance and let us go!”
“I guarantee that I will never accept any future missions involving you. I can also report any information concerning you to you at any time.”
Mu Feng’s eyebrow arched: “Tell me who sent you here.”
The scar-faced man was not a fool. He was a desperate criminal, and his survival to this day proved his caution and meticulousness.
He remembered that when he had fired at Mu Feng, the latter had made no attempt to dodge, catching the bullets with his bare hands.
Facing such a powerful individual, he had no recourse.
Without hesitation, he immediately stated: “Xu Junhua sent us.”
“Here’s the evidence.”
Saying this, he directly produced his phone.
The man took it and glanced at it before casually playing the video.
Simultaneously, he pressed the record screen.
When the scar-faced man dutifully passed the phone over, the other side answered almost instantly.
Xu Junhua’s face appeared on the screen.
A look of extreme excitement was etched on her features.
“How did it go? Did you get the prescription?”
“As long as you obtain the prescription, I can offer you greater rewards and also guarantee your safety, ensuring no one can trace your involvement.”
“Don’t worry, although I may not have the capability, the person behind me absolutely does, and they can accomplish such things.”
The scar-faced man instinctively glanced at Mu Feng.
Upon seeing Mu Feng nod, he immediately put on a smug smile.
“These things are mere child’s play for us. You not only provided us with weapons but also detailed information.”
“If I couldn’t even accomplish this, I might as well find a piece of tofu and end myself.”
“And you’re right, that b*tch Du Jingwei is a real shrew; she’s caused considerable trouble for the lads under my command.”
While the conversation between them seemed casual, the scar-faced man managed to extract some crucial information.
He easily learned that there was another person behind Xu Junhua.
After he hung up the phone, he immediately looked at Mu Feng and then, without hesitation, fell to his knees with a thud.
“Immortal, we know we were wrong. I have completed the tasks as you requested. Can you please spare my life?”
Mu Feng’s expression remained serene as he took the phone and casually slipped it into his pocket.
At this moment, Du Jingwei let out a loud roar.