Meanwhile, at a table outside a Western restaurant not far away, several people were watching the scene.
Among them was Yang Gao, who had just been fired. The people beside him were also employees of the entertainment company. They had all just been dismissed and, having lost their jobs, turned their anger towards Mu Feng, even going so far as to hire thugs to cause him trouble.
"Will CEO Yang be beaten to death? What will we do if he dies?" someone asked worriedly.
Yang Gao chuckled, "If he dies, he dies. What's the big deal? You all follow me, and I still have funds. I'll establish an entertainment company later, and when it gets bigger, I can even kill that guy named You!"
Mu Feng had already noticed them. This time, he would show no mercy.
A thug stepped on a wrecked car and sneered, "Kid, why aren't you talking? Scared? Afraid?"
Mu Feng sighed, "I just feel you people are quite pathetic, acting as someone else's weapon. In the end, you didn't earn any money but lost everything!"
One of the young men started laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face, "Oh my god, this kid actually wants us to compensate him? What is he thinking?"
The leader of the thugs said proudly, "Want compensation? Do you dare? If we see you again, we'll smash everything you have. We're leaving!"
Yang Gao, watching from not far away, smirked and murmured to himself, "See? When there are more people, he gets scared. You have to use iron-fisted methods against these useless stray dogs!"
However, Mu Feng clearly didn't intend to let them leave. He chuckled, "You smashed my car and now you want to leave?"
"You little brat, what else do you want? So what if I smashed it? I'm telling you, what can you do to me?" The thug swayed his body, putting on a very punchable expression.
Mu Feng shrugged his shoulders, "I said ten million. If you can't come up with that much money, I'll cut off corresponding organs from your bodies!"
The thug burst into laughter, "You've got a tough mouth, but I wonder if your strength is as tough. Come on, dare you? What will you do if I just don't pay?"
"You said it yourself. What I say goes. Don't play these fancy tricks with me!"
As he spoke, Mu Feng snatched a cleaver from one of them and, on the spot, chopped off that thug's ear.
Blood gushed out, and his ear fell to the ground with a clang.
"My ear, my ear! It hurts so much!" He collapsed on the ground, writhing in pain.
The young men were stunned. In their eyes, this young man was an honest person. They had hit him, but why would he fight back?
"Beast, worse than pigs and dogs, chop him to death for me, chop him dead!" the thug roared hysterically.
Mu Feng played with the cleaver in his hand, "This ear counts as ten thousand yuan. There are twenty of you, so that's four hundred thousand!"
What followed was a bloody scene. Before the thugs could even charge, Mu Feng moved.
The flashes of the cleaver stunned Yang Gao and the others watching from afar. In mere seconds, their ears were sliced off like leeks.
The group of earless thugs looked particularly comical, tears streaming down their faces, utterly unable to do anything to Mu Feng.
"You beastly thing, how dare you treat us like this? Do you know how to write the word 'death'?" The thug clutched his wound, blood flowing down his cheeks.
"Don't threaten me. You still owe a lot of money. Next, it's your eyes. Each one is worth a hundred thousand!" Mu Feng's lips curled into a slight smile, completely indifferent to their lives.
The thug was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that this young man was serious.
They grabbed their cleavers and baseball bats, preparing to fight Mu Feng to the death. But how could these people be his match?
In a flash, they were beaten black and blue.
Mu Feng took out more than a dozen silver needles and flicked them out. As the needles entered their bodies, their eyeballs immediately bulged.
With a 'pop,' their eyeballs exploded, the eyeballs rolling to the ground mixed with blood.
"I can't see, I can't see!" Many of the young men clutched their eye sockets, rolling on the ground.
Only the leader of the thugs was not hit by the silver needles. With his head bleeding, he understood that the young man before him was clearly no pushover and that his group could not afford to offend him.
"Wait, stop joking. I'll pay the money, okay?" The thug gritted his teeth, not wanting to be disabled for life, or even go blind. It was worse than death.
Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction and recited a string of account numbers, "Transfer it to this account. I'll give you five minutes. How about this, since you've all ended up like this, just pay one million. I'm not asking for much!"
Although these thugs appeared wealthy, it was unrealistic for them to raise millions.
To save their lives, the twenty thugs pooled the one million, and the money was transferred quickly.
"I didn't expect opening a car could lead to unexpected gains. I'll accept this money. Oh, and this car is for you now!"
Mu Feng dropped these words and left.
The thugs wept bitterly. This time, they had lost everything. Those whose eyeballs had exploded were the most pitiful.
The leader of the thugs was in better condition. After picking up his ear, he drove to the hospital, as with current medical technology, the ear could still be reattached in time.
"CEO Yang, we can't afford to mess with this person. I think we should stop provoking him!" a man sitting outside the Western restaurant said, trembling.
The others nodded in agreement. They had just witnessed Mu Feng's ruthless methods and understood that if they truly became his enemy, they would most likely die.
Yang Gao's teeth chattered, and he nodded instinctively, "Yes, yes, you're right. We can't provoke him again. He's a god of slaughter, and we can't afford to offend him!"
"I quite like that assessment!" Suddenly, an unwelcome guest sat down beside them.
Everyone looked up and was immediately terrified. This person was none other than Mu Feng.
Mu Feng tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, "What a coincidence, you're eating here?"
Yang Gao suppressed his fear and forced a smile, "Oh, we're just having a farewell meal. After all, we were colleagues. These are my good friends..."
"This food isn't good. Why aren't you eating inside? You saw what just happened, right!" Mu Feng said, crossing his legs.
Yang Gao knew they had already been discovered and thus spoke the truth, "We did see. But we are all ordinary people. We actually wanted to help you, but we were afraid those thugs would cause trouble for us!"