Jin Dihao scrambled to his father's side.
"Father, you absolutely must kill this brat! Your son was almost beaten to death by him!" he cried.
Jin Youwei pulled his son into his embrace, heartbroken as he doused the bleeding wounds.
This treasured son had been pampered since childhood, and he himself could not bear to hit him. Now, he had been treated like this by an outsider, beaten into a pig's head that even he couldn't recognize.
"A'hao, don't worry, Father will definitely uphold justice for you. No one will dare to touch a single hair on your head!"
Jin Dihao, like a mama's boy, began to wail and cry, his previous arrogance completely gone. However, he soon glanced at Mu Feng again, his expression seeming to say, "Kid, you're completely finished this time."
Jin Youwei, with a stern face, spoke with an air of superiority, "Young man, I don't want to say too much about today's matter. How do you propose we resolve this?"
"Resolve it? I do have a suggestion. Since you dared to touch my business, you should pay me a compensation of ten billion!" Mu Feng extended his hand.
Jin Youwei scoffed, "What? Are you that audacious? You dare to demand money from me, and so much?"
"Didn't you ask me to find a solution? This is my bottom line. Give me ten billion, and I can let all that happened today be forgotten. Otherwise, I don't mind making your Jin family the second Park family!" Mu Feng said confidently, crossing his arms.
Jin Youwei laughed until tears streamed down his face, "Kid, I already told you, my Jin family is not like the Park family. We are the largest arms dealer in Goryeo. Do you think you can afford to provoke us?"
The Jin family was undeniably the most influential power in Goryeo, controlling thirty percent of its economy. This thirty percent almost entirely constituted the economic lifeline.
"This is interesting. If this is the capital of your arrogance, I don't think your Jin family will last much longer!"
"Alright, let's not waste any more time. If you want to compensate, compensate quickly. If you want to fight, fight quickly!" Mu Feng spread his hands. Facing the group of gunmen armed with submachine guns, there was not a hint of fear on his face.
Jin Youwei's lips curled upwards. He clapped his hands and said, "In that case, shoot him full of holes. Open fire!"
The gunmen simultaneously loaded their bullets, released their safety, and pulled the triggers. Bullets sprayed out as if they were free.
Jin Dihao's eyes welled up with tears of excitement. "Father, I'm so happy. This kid is finally going to die. But after he dies, I'll still have to teach him a good lesson. He's just too detestable..."
Before he could finish, he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He instinctively looked down and saw his throat caught in an arm. The person behind him was none other than Mu Feng.
"You? When did you get behind me?" Jin Dihao was so terrified that beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. The countless bullets had all missed, and Mu Feng was completely unharmed.
Seeing his son held hostage, Jin Youwei roared, "Release A'hao immediately, or you will regret this!"
"Whether I regret it or not, I don't know. But if I snap his neck, you definitely will!" Mu Feng said, narrowing his eyes, word by word.
Jin Youwei took a deep breath. "What exactly do you want?"
"Heh heh, that's a question I should be asking you. I never cause trouble, yet you insist on finding it. What exactly do you want?" Mu Feng retorted.
"Release him quickly, or I will absolutely not let this matter rest!" Jin Youwei spread his arms, his eyes bloodshot.
Mu Feng smiled. "Believe it or not, if you take another step forward, I'll snap his neck?"
"Do you dare? I don't think you have the guts!" Jin Youwei said, and then took a step forward.
Mu Feng let out a cold snort and immediately twisted Jin Dihao's neck. With a snap, his head dangled unnaturally, his tongue sticking out, dying with his eyes wide open.
Jin Youwei's heart sank. A chill ran down his spine. He never imagined that this Chinese man would actually act. Mu Feng then threw him to the ground like a dead dog. Jin Dihao's corpse lay there in despair, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets, truly dead.
"You… you killed him?" Jin Youwei was stunned, unable to comprehend what had happened.
"If I killed him, I killed him. Did you think my words were just a joke?" Mu Feng chuckled.
A profound sense of grief washed over him. He staggered towards his son's body and collapsed onto the ground. "My son, you died so tragically, so tragically! But don't worry, I will avenge you!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jin Youwei's head snapped up, his face contorted like a demon from hell. A terrifying killing intent radiated from him, causing some of the gunmen to tremble. However, Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, as unmoving as a pine tree, not budging an inch, clearly unfazed by the aura.
"I want you dead! I want you to be buried with him!" Jin Youwei rose and advanced step by step.
"Do you have the ability? I advise you to kneel down and apologize, then hand over my compensation, otherwise, I cannot guarantee you won't suffer the same fate as the Park family!" Mu Feng raised his head, viewing these people as no different from ants.
Jin Youwei glanced around. "Shoot him! Whoever can kill this brat, I'll reward them with a hundred million!" Hearing this, the gunmen were all galvanized, scrambling to open fire.
Bang, bang, bang...
Mu Feng's lips curved upwards. "In that case, I'll have to reap your lives!" The bullets did not hit him. Mu Feng quickly transformed into a blur. Wherever this blur passed, the gunmen felt a chill in their necks. They looked down and saw a bloodstain across their throats. The gunmen's blood gushed out uncontrollably, their screams echoing as they fell to the ground, lifeless. In an instant, the once chaotic bar was devoid of any living soul.
Jin Youwei stood frozen, his legs feeling weak. He knew this young man was powerful, but he never expected him to be this formidable.
Mu Feng touched his nose. "In my eyes, your Jin family is not much stronger than the Park family. You are just a larger ant. Your firearms are of no use to me!"
Jin Youwei's legs went numb, and he instinctively retreated several steps. "Kid, I advise you not to push your luck. The foundation of my Jin family is beyond your imagination!"