"Are you really going to be an enemy of my Winth family?" Old Allen was completely angry, but became extremely calm. Anyone who knew him knew that when he was really angry, he would not roar, but be cruel in peace.
The appearance of Mu Feng, his verbal provocation, even hurt his bodyguard. The key is that there are two outsiders here, and Old Allen feels like he was slapped in the face. If Mu Feng is let go so easily, where is his majesty and what is the face of the Wen Si family?
Things have developed to this point, Alex, who has not spoken next to him, showed a look of worry on his face and whispered, "Husband~"
Mu Feng's eyes suddenly became gentle and he gave Alex a comforting look. The latter said oh, stood aside and stopped talking.
"You are right, I just plan to be an enemy of you. What's wrong with the Winsi family? What's wrong with the arms manufacturing giant? I won't miss you either. Old Allen, I really never thought I would come to this point. Everything was forced by you." Mu Feng endured it for so long, and his anger also rose.
Before he arrived at the Wensi family's manor, he felt Mira's breath. He felt relieved at the time, at least not dead, but Mira's breath fluctuated very weakly, which made him angry when he breathed a sigh of relief. He could guess at all, and he could know what Mira had endured here during this period.
Of course, Mu Feng suppressed the anger in his heart from entering the door. Since he had promised Alex not to hurt the dead old man, he had to do it, even if he wanted to go up and punch him twice immediately, so Mu Feng had another plan and let him breathe in another way.
"I have more than a dozen of them here. You can beat ten of them, so can you beat a hundred?" Old Allen gave a look from a bodyguard next to him who protected him. The latter turned the walkie-talkie and pressed a button.
Soon, Mu Feng felt that at least nearly 300 people were approaching here as fast as possible.
"Mu Feng, you don't know how to advance or retreat. I'll give me a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. I hope you don't blame me for being cruel." Old Allen said.
Mu Feng smiled, with disdain in his smile, and even more funny about Old Allen.
In less than two minutes, three hundred people surrounded the place, with their eyes shining cold, and they were obviously people who had experienced many battles.
But Mu Feng was still laughing, not only making Old Allen feel ridiculous, but even Cameron and his son thought this person was crazy.
More than a dozen people were sacked in an instant, and such skills were indeed amazing. The problem is that the people who appeared inside and out are twenty times more than those of those dozen people. This person would not think that he has the ability to defeat so many people.
"You can defeat more than a dozen of me. If you can defeat all of them, you should be able to guess what fate will you have."
After glanced at the bodyguards with cold eyes, Mu Feng turned his gaze to Old Allen, "You want to capture Alex, I understand, but you can't forgive what you did to Mira."
He looked at Alex again, and Mu Feng said again, "If you hadn't promised him to don't want your life, maybe you were dead, Old Allen, you would have lost everything today."
"Then I will see how you make me lose everything today! Take action and take this person down for me." Old Allen roared angrily.
"Grandpa, don't!"
"Stop it!"
Mu Feng didn't care about the bodyguards who had rushed over and smiled at Alex, "Don't worry, soon!"
The next moment, Mu Feng rushed into the crowd like a wild beast, but he still reserved it. The mistake was no longer on these bodyguards, but on Old Allen. Therefore, when he started, he happened to reach that position, neither heavy nor light, and only abolished one bodyguard, without hurting his life.
From the living room to the courtyard.
Screams continued to come, and no one could catch Mu Feng's figure. The only thing he could see was that the bodyguards were thrown into the air. When they landed on the ground, they were already dying and would not die, but they completely lost their combat power.
A minute has passed.
One-third of the people fell to the ground and wailed.
Two minutes passed, and more than half of the people were lying on the ground, covering the areas where they were broken bones, soaking their clothes with cold sweat.
The remaining one-third of the people became more and more afraid as they fought. No, it should not be called a fight. They didn't see clearly how Mu Feng took action, nor did they touch his body. If they were to say that they had touched their bodies, those who had been deposed would be seriously injured and fell to the ground at the moment of contact.
Who is this falling to the ground?
Fighting with such a person is undoubtedly seeking death. In fact, many bodyguards know at this moment that the other party has no intention to kill them. If they plan to kill them, they are afraid that it will not be as simple as serious injury.
A person was huddled back to back, searching around with panic, hoping to capture Mu Feng's figure. Unfortunately, they were disappointed. Except for the high body of their companions and then falling heavily to the ground, no one was found.
Fighting requires will. The bodyguards who have not been knocked down at this time have been ruthlessly destroyed by the cold and arrogant heart.
Cameron and his son who walked out of the hall were swallowing their saliva at the same time, staring at this scene stupidly. In two minutes, more than two hundred people had been destroyed. Is this still something a killer can do?
No, definitely not.
In their perception, no matter how powerful a killer is, he cannot do this.
At the same time, the father and son were also glad that they were not killed. If that person had just killed him, they would not have the possibility of survival. The bodyguards with outstanding combat power were all destroyed in a very short time. What were they? They did not have the ability to resist the bodyguards.
Old Allen was also stunned.
He didn't believe what he saw at all, but this was exactly the fact that it really happened in front of him. The little killer of the ghost organization seven years ago was so terrifying now. He finally understood why Mu Feng dared to come to the door and was so provocative because he had this strength.
"Impossible, it's definitely fake, I've read it wrong." Old Allen rubbed his eyes hard a few times, and when he opened it again, it was still the same scene, and then gradually accepted this fact.
Alex walked to Old Allen and hesitated for a long time, but he still spoke, "Grandpa, I told you not to hurt Sister Mira, why don't you listen? He usually doesn't get angry. Once he gets angry, no one's words will work."
Old Allen glanced at his granddaughter, his eyes full of complexity.
After saying that, Alex turned his head and looked at a bodyguard next to Old Alan, "Go and bring Sister Mira out."
The bodyguard looked at Old Allen with a questioning look. The latter hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.
Three minutes passed.
Five minutes have passed.
The smoke lit by Mu Feng was burning out, and the bodyguards lying on the ground moaned in pain, constantly twisting their bodies.
"It's worthy of your life to leave behind." After throwing away the cigarette butts, Mu Feng slowly walked into the living room.
Many bodyguards stopped moaning at this time, gritted their teeth and endured the severe pain. Looking at Mu Feng's background, their hearts became complicated.
"Sorry, your person is still too weak."
Old Allen subconsciously took a few steps back, and the bodyguards who were still protecting the left and right also stared at Mu Feng cautiously. This person was too terrifying, and this was completely beyond their cognition. They all believed that if this person killed him, everyone who appeared here would die.
"What do you want to do?" Old Allen no longer had his previous momentum.
Mu Feng sneered, "I said, I will make you lose everything today, and I guess the time is about to be over."
really.
The phone rang.
Old Allen didn't understand Mu Feng's meaning very well. He took out his cell phone in a panic and looked at it, but he was full of doubts. After listening to it, he felt that he was old, really old, and was breathing heavily.
The first call ended, and the second call followed, the third call, the fourth call... Until the seventh call, Old Allen completely collapsed.
The content of the phone is very simple.
The engineer who developed and researched weapons mysteriously disappeared, and all factories were attacked at the same time. The partners who provided raw materials unilaterally disconnected the cooperation of the Wins family. The Wright family, who was responsible for the sales network, also proposed not to sell a weapon of the Wins family. Other industries and investments of the family, especially funds from the financial market, were also attacked.
A huge family and a huge industrial chain have become like this in just a short time. Old Allen has the heart to give up.
Why is this happening? His partner has always had a relationship with him, especially the killer family of Wrights. If it weren't for their sales network, no matter how many weapons they made, it would be zero. Now even the sales network has been lost. What else does the Winsi family have, and nothing else.
Manufacturers and sellers are inherently interdependent. Sellers without a source of goods will die. Manufacturers with sources of goods but no sales channels will die faster. If they can do both, it would be awesome. Unfortunately, this is not the case. Moreover, the Winnie family cannot completely control the market when they are strong.
Decayed, completely decayed.
Old Allen had a dazed look, and one big man with a transcendent status had happened, and everything was over.
"You will lose everything today." This sentence echoed in Old Allen's mind again, and he suddenly looked up at Mu Feng, "It was you who did it, it was you!"
"It's me, I did it all, attacking your factory, kidnapping your research institute, intimidating your partners, cutting off your sales network, swallowing up your other investments, everything is my doing." Mu Feng said lightly, and smiled immediately, "Mr. Allen, I told you that people will change with time, but the size is only changing. Unfortunately, my changes have exceeded your imagination."
"How is it possible, it won't be like this, it won't be, how is it possible?" Old Allen kept shaking his head and repeated it constantly. He still didn't want to believe that it was true.
Mu Feng walked slowly towards him and came to Old Allen, but was blocked by the only few bodyguards left. He frowned, "Get out!"
Several bodyguards were also trembling in their hearts. After thinking about it, they still stepped back.
Going closer to Old Allen's ear, Mu Feng lowered his voice and said, "Old Allen, let me tell you two more things. The first thing is that I am the leader of the ghost, known as the Ghost Emperor, the second thing is that Domon has been killed by me, and the blood clan and the werewolf clan have all belonged to me."
Upon hearing this, Old Allen's eyes instantly returned to the clarity, and he looked at Mu Feng like a monster.
ps: I went back to my hometown, and I had no internet, so I could only write the biography of my teacher. I couldn’t afford to be hurt!