Mu Qing firmly believed that Du Muchen wouldn't make a fool of himself.
He has planted dozens of thugs in the manor today, some of whom are martial arts practitioners who have been trained since childhood, and others are retired veterans.
A few men could easily be sent forward and dealt with Du Muchen and his men.
He confidently assumed that Du Muchen must be terrified at that moment.
However, after hearing Mu Qing's threats, Du Muchen did not rush to back down; instead, he calmly looked at him.
That look in his eyes was like that of someone standing at the top of a pyramid, looking down at a group of slaves below.
This feeling of being looked down upon made Mu Qing feel extremely embarrassed.
Having climbed to his current position, everyone around him is sycophantic and flattering him. Mu Qing is, at heart, quite arrogant and conceited.
"Du Muchen, take your men and leave my manor immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite."
"Heh, you think I'd just leave if you told me to? Wouldn't that make me lose face?" Du Muchen scoffed.
Mu Qing's subordinate snorted coldly.
"Do you want your dog's life or your face? My boss is letting bygones be bygones for your trespassing on his private estate because we've worked together before. You should be grateful and get your people out of here right now, or our fists won't recognize who you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man rubbed his hands together and deliberately pressed his knuckles so hard they creaked.
He thought he could intimidate the people in front of him.
Du Muchen chuckled.
“Our cooperation has not been pleasant. If we hadn’t brought this up, I might have been more lenient with you. But now I just want you to pay me back something.”
"Du Muchen, do you really want to go against me? Just for this promiscuous woman? Haven't you heard about her rise to power? Heh, she got to where she is today by selling her body. You're a top-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry, with countless awards. If your fans knew you were interested in a woman like this, how disappointed they would be in you."
Su Peishan glared angrily at Mu Qing.
"It's none of your business to judge what kind of person I am. However, today I've seen clearly what a hypocrite is. Mu Qing, you've truly shown the utmost despicable shamelessness."
"Hmph, still so sharp-tongued even now. Let's see if you can keep cursing later." The smile on Du Muchen's lips gradually disappeared, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his deep eyes.
"Originally, I only wanted to make your two restless hands pay the price, but it seems that this mouth of yours really can't be kept either."
"Such arrogance, Du Muchen. Do you think you can touch me with just a few of you?"
Mu Qing sneered: "Since you want to be this bitch's scapegoat, then I'll grant your wish."
After saying that, he gestured to his subordinates.
The burly man who had just been rubbing his fists together now had a glint of anger in his eyes.
"Dare to disrespect our boss? Today we'll teach you what it means to court death."
With a loud shout, the burly man stepped forward first, striking a standard martial arts pose.
Then, he leaped into the air, his iron fists swung down from the sky, heading straight for Du Muchen's fair face.
Su Peishan's eyes widened in fright, and she exclaimed, "Watch out!"
At this moment, Mu Qing sneered and waved his hand, signaling all his subordinates to move out.
Suddenly, dozens of people surrounded Du Muchen, Su Peishan, and others.
As the burly man's iron fist was about to reach Du Muchen's face, not a trace of panic flashed in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and he didn't even twitch his eyelids.
A strange feeling flashed through the big man's mind. He had made the first move, and the other party hadn't moved an inch, but for some reason, when he saw the other party's calm and unwavering gaze, he suddenly felt panicked.
In the brief moment that the big man was distracted, a dark figure appeared in front of Du Muchen like lightning.
The big man only felt a cold wind blow across his face, and he couldn't even see the other person's figure clearly.
There was a crisp cracking sound.
The burly man felt a sharp pain, let out a muffled groan, and instinctively raised his other hand to retaliate against the shadowy figure.
But just as he raised his arm halfway up, there was another crisp cracking sound.
This time, before he could even cry out in pain, the other party kicked him, and he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. The muscular man, weighing over 200 pounds, was kicked flying through the air.
It was like a huge ball of flesh that arced through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Instantly, his entire skeletal structure was shattered by the impact, his head lolled to the side, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then completely lost consciousness.
This process takes many seconds.
Before anyone could even react, the situation had completely changed.
Upon hearing the loud noise, Mu Qing looked at her capable subordinate with astonishment in her eyes.
It took me a long time to recover from the shock.
His subordinate had practiced martial arts at the Shaolin Temple since childhood and had developed excellent skills. Among his subordinates, he was considered to be one of the top-ranked.
He was kicked away so easily?
Coming to her senses, Mu Qing looked at Du Muchen.
The man who had injured the burly man had respectfully retreated behind Du Muchen.
He was about 175 cm tall and had a slender build. He looked to be in his early twenties. Although he was looking down slightly, you could still see that his skin was exceptionally fair and delicate, and his lips had a natural pink hue. He was even more beautiful than a woman.
It's hard to believe that such a thin and frail man could have just killed a 200-pound man who was 185 cm tall.
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