"No, no, if we're going to eat meat, we should eat our fill. With so many people here, you won't be able to eat your fill. It would be better to kill a dozen or so, then the problem of too many people and too little meat will be solved!" Mu Feng's killing intent was genuine this time.
Just imagine, if he were an ordinary person, could he have escaped this calamity today?
Not only would he have been humiliated to death, but Cheng Xiao would likely have been violated as well.
Therefore, Mu Feng would absolutely show no mercy to these people.
Director Liu narrowed his eyes and said, "Kid, talking big will get you slapped. With so many of us, can't we deal with just you?"
"Some people always think they're so great. You've successfully escalated the conflict. I originally planned to simply blacklist you!"
"Now, it's questionable whether you'll even see tomorrow's sun!"
Once Mu Feng's killing intent flared, the other party would have no chance of survival.
However, Director Liu didn't take his words seriously. He said with a smile, "Are you trying to scare me? You want to blacklist me? Go ahead and try to blacklist me!"
"Do you think I don't have the ability?" Mu Feng touched his nose.
"I'm sorry, you don't have the ability. Hurry up and stop talking big to me!" Director Liu urged.
The male supporting actor also stepped forward and said, "What is Director Liu's status? He's a renowned figure in the entire Chinese entertainment industry. You want to blacklist him? It's as laughable as a mosquito trying to drain an elephant's blood!" Kuai Shu Ge
Mu Feng snorted coldly, then took out his phone and made a call to You Kewei, the former chairman.
He had now arranged for You Kewei to be the vice president to assist him.
Upon receiving Mu Feng's call, You Kewei immediately jumped out of bed. He tightly gripped his phone and said solemnly, "Hello, President Mu. What are your instructions?"
His heart was pounding. It was late at night, and a phone call this late couldn't be anything good, right?
Sweat dripped from his forehead. He had guessed correctly this time.
"You surnamed You, you're truly remarkable!" Mu Feng's voice was icy.
"Ah? President Mu, please calm down, you must calm down. If I've done anything wrong, I'll definitely correct it!"
You Kewei was so scared that tears streamed down his face. He knew better than anyone how ruthless the young man on the other end of the line was.
"Get to Director Liu's film set immediately. You have one hour to get there, or you can wait for me. Also, I am very disappointed in you!"
As soon as Mu Feng said this, You Kewei's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground.
After hanging up the phone, You Kewei dared not hesitate. He immediately had his private pilot take him in a helicopter to the film set.
At the same time, outside the RV, Director Liu looked at Mu Feng as if he were an idiot. "That phone call you made sounded so convincing. It's a waste you're not an actor. But it's a shame, you'll soon become our food!"
*Crack, crack.* The male supporting actor found a sharp cleaver from the film crew's chef and was sharpening it alone.
"Are you guys planning to go through with this?" Mu Feng frowned.
Director Liu chuckled, "What? Do you think I'm joking with you? However, I can give you a chance to live!"
"Tell me!"
"Kneel on the ground, bark like a dog, and then lick my shoes clean. I'll let you go. How about that?" Director Liu grinned.
The male supporting actor, who was sharpening the knife, was immediately displeased. He stopped what he was doing, stood up, and said indignantly, "Director, you can't do this! I've almost finished sharpening my knife. How can you just let him go?"
"Yes, absolutely can't let him go! I've already prepared the dipping sauce, and I'm ready to feast!"
"That's right, that's right. We must catch him and slice him like mutton. I really haven't tasted human flesh before!"
These crew members were all egging him on, afraid that Mu Feng wouldn't die.
Director Liu spread his arms and said, "Kid, do you see? It's not that I don't want to let you go, but everyone's enthusiasm is too high. You wouldn't want everyone to be sad because they can't eat your flesh, would you!"
"How could I? Since everyone is so enthusiastic, then hurry up and sharpen the knives!" Mu Feng said playfully.
Director Liu glanced at him and thought, "Is this kid an idiot? Why isn't he worried at all? Or does he think we wouldn't dare do this?"
Mu Feng sighed and said, "Alas, I'm starting to crave hot pot. But I want real lamb. Xiao Xiao, do you know if there are any good hot pot restaurants nearby?"
Cheng Xiao shook her head. "This is a mountainous area. Forget hot pot restaurants, you can't even find a street food stall."
"Ah, this is a bit inconvenient. If this film crew loses so many people, won't the movie be impossible to finish?" Mu Feng asked.
"Yes, but the script for this movie is mediocre. In my opinion, no matter how much money is invested, it won't break even!" Cheng Xiao was telling the truth. The reason she was willing to film was mainly due to the company's arrangements.
Mu Feng said as if nothing had happened, "Since it's mediocre, let's not film it. Anyway, if over twenty people are killed, the film crew won't be able to continue!"
These people were all perverts. Killing them would be a disaster for society, and countless people would suffer because of them.
And so, about twenty people set up a bonfire in the dark. They borrowed large iron pots from the nearby mountain villagers and set them up.
Vegetables, meat for涮, everything was readily available. Four square tables were arranged into one long table, laden with all sorts of dishes.
Director Liu said proudly, "Alright everyone, now we just need our protagonist to appear. Let's welcome our lamb!"
Everyone turned their gaze to Mu Feng, while those crew members with a conscience hid in their vehicles, observing the situation outside.
They could only express their helplessness. After all, the other party had superior numbers, and if they caused trouble, they might even offend them.
The male supporting actor walked over with his gleaming cleaver. "Kid, do you think I should cut your thigh first? Or your arm?"
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "Cut whichever piece you think is good!"
"I think your thigh meat is quite good. Then I'll start cutting!"
At this moment, the male supporting actor had no idea that his life was hanging by a thread. He raised the cleaver and swung it towards Mu Feng's thigh.
Everyone licked their lips, watching this scene with excitement. Some perverts were even drooling.
Mu Feng snorted coldly and placed one hand directly on the male supporting actor's wrist.
"Let go of me! Let me cut, let me cut!" He struggled a few times. To be blunt, he was just a pretty boy, a fresh meat actor, who could be described as having no strength to even tie a chicken.
"I think it's better to cut yourself!"