Super War God in the City

He Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise and glanced at Yun Fei, who appeared somewhat panicked.

"There's such a matter? She really brought it upon herself!" He Chuan muttered to himself, then turned to look at Li Mengying, his eyes moving with a hint of a wicked smile.

Ma Wenguang also looked curious; the excitement of the day was getting bigger and more interesting.

Li Mengying and the others also understood the conversation and their eyes were filled with endless worry.

"What's going on, Sister Yun killed Hong Dewei? How is that possible? If it's true, wouldn't Sister Yun be in big trouble today?" Li Mengying was extremely anxious.

Although she was unclear about the specifics, the fact that Yun Fei had been driven to act must mean that she was cornered; otherwise, she wouldn't have risked offending the Zhongnan Martial Family.

Zhou Tianlu, lying on the ground, was in turmoil, "How did Sister Yun make enemies with the Zhongnan Hong Family, and to the point of death-feud?"

Zhou Tianlu was extremely anxious as he observed the situation today. Tian Yun was at an absolute disadvantage, and Hua Yi had left them utterly powerless.

Now, with the Zhongnan Martial Family appearing, did they even have a chance to live? If anything happened to Yun Fei, how would he explain it to Ling Fan?

Feng Qiang coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breathing ragged. Looking at the situation in the field, he felt a fire burning inside. He didn't care about this "Hong Dewei" or "Hei Dewei."

Yun Fei must have had a reason to kill that guy, but the issue now was how to get through this; if the martial families wanted to kill someone on the spot, they wouldn't hesitate for a second.

"President Yun, I know someone must have killed to save you, and perhaps you're reluctant to reveal his identity.

But you can't protect this person; I advise you to confess nicely. It'll be better for you, better for us – better for everyone!" Hong Mo said coldly from the side.

"You don't need to argue or deny; the fact that we've found you means we are confident. Even though we don't have concrete evidence!

When the Hong family handles things, a clue is enough; we don't play house with the rules of the Secular World. You'd best think clearly!" Hong Ping took a step forward, pressing her harshly.

With each word they said, Yun Fei's face grew paler; she already understood that there was no escaping today's disaster, and denying it would be pointless.

"Heh, those who wish to frame me will always find a pretext. Since you're so determined, is there any point to what I say? Kill or maim me as you wish!" Yun Fei straightened up, her face indifferent.

She had realized that no matter what, today's predicament had no good outcome for her. Rather than being captured and humiliated by Hua Yi, she'd rather die at the hands of the Hong family. There was no way she would betray Ling Fan.

"President Yun, are you refusing the toast only to drink the punishment? Do you think we have no way of making you talk? We have plenty of methods, and we don't mind trying them on you!" Hong Mo's face was grim, his eyes emitting a sinister cold light.

Yun Fei's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her teeth and said, "If you want to kill, then kill. If Yun Fei so much as frowns, her name is not spelled correctly!"

"Slap her," Hong Wei said coldly, his expression darkening.

Hong Mo sneered, his figure flashing.

"Slap!"

"Sister Yun!"

"Sister Yun....."

Li Mengying, Zhou Tianlu, and the others exclaimed in shock.

Yun Fei staggered and was slapped to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Hong Mo showed restraint in his attack; it was more about humiliation. If he had used full force, the slap could have knocked Yun Fei unconscious.

"This is just a small warning. If you don't want to lose face in front of this crowd, confess.

They say that a woman cares the most about her face, and President Yun, you wouldn't want to become a hideous monster that everyone loathes, would you?" Hong Mo said with a cold laugh.

Yun Fei fell to the ground, her heart tightening. She wasn't afraid of death, but she truly feared disfigurement. She hadn't expected the other party to be so vicious.

"Sister Yun!" Li Mengying, on tiptoe, struggled to Yun Fei's side and knelt down to help her up.

Zhou Tianlu's eyes were filled with rage as he leaped up from the ground and, swinging his fists, charged at Hong Mo.

"F*ck this, I'm going to fight you!" Zhou Tianlu let out a loud shout.

"Tianlu!" Yun Fei and Li Mengying shouted in unison, their faces filled with anxious worry.

The other party was a martial artist; Zhou Tianlu was no match for them, going up would be nothing but a death sentence.

Zhou Tianlu knew this well, but faced with the scene before him, he couldn't contain himself. As long as he was a man, even if it meant death, he had to fight with all his might.

Hong Mo narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhou Tianlu who was crazily charging over as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Fuck, a death-seeking idiot!" Hong Mo snorted coldly, with a fierce kick flying out.

"Bang!"

The kick landed solidly, and Zhou Tianlu, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying, crashing to the ground more than ten meters away.

Yun Fei and Li Mengying's complexions changed drastically, staring at Zhou Tianlu lying motionless on the ground, their eyes instantly filled with tears.

At that moment, a dignified middle-aged man entered the hall, his face filled with urgency, occasionally wiping away the fine sweat that beaded on his forehead.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw what was happening on stage, and his body trembled with anger. He shouted, "Stop!" Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

This roar immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What's going on? Who is this?" Suddenly, people turned their heads, murmuring with curiosity.

The sudden intervention stirred curiosity. After all, at today's event, whoever dared to intervene must be no ordinary person. Without substantial influence, one wouldn't even have the right to fart in such a gathering.

"Hmm? It seems to be Director Cao Jinghui from the Jiuli Group, his background is said to be extraordinary. I didn't expect Tian Yun to have connections with him," someone recognized the identity of the newcomer almost immediately.

"Jiuli Group? I've heard of it. It's one of the most powerful conglomerates in the country. With Cao Jinghui stepping in, they'll probably have to give him some face," someone muttered to themselves.

Cao Jinghui was sweating profusely as he observed the situation on stage. Vermilion Bird had been called back by the family lately and made him promise to take good care of Tian Yun, ensuring that no harm came to them.

He had just received a message from his subordinates that a few key figures from Tian Yun were having trouble at the Xinghua Banquet.

He rushed over in a panic, not expecting the situation to be even more serious than he imagined.

If this incident reached Vermilion Bird's ears, he probably wouldn't be able to hold onto his position as the head of the Jiuli Group in Jiangbei—being dismissed was the least of his worries; he could even end up in a pig cage.

Wang Anxiang's expression turned unnatural upon seeing Cao Jinghui appear. This guy's status was significant, yet ambiguous.

Even he had to be cautious when dealing with Cao Jinghui; it baffled him how Tian Yun could be connected to Cao Jinghui!

"How dare you, don't you know they are friends of mine, Cao Jinghui? Daring to lay a finger on my people, I'll make sure you regret it today!" Cao Jinghui immediately lost his temper.

He had to lose his temper; he felt like a heart attack was imminent. As he walked onstage and saw everyone, some were left with barely a breath in them. Only Yun Fei and Li Mengying were in a better state.

Yun Fei and Li Mengying had already lost hope, unable to imagine that at the crucial moment, Cao Jinghui, a well-known big shot from Jiangbei, would suddenly arrive to save the day.

It suddenly dawned on them that before his departure, Vermilion Bird had mentioned that if they encountered any unsolvable problems, they could seek help from Jiangbei's Cao Jinghui; they had completely forgotten about this arrangement.

Feng Qiang's pale face finally showed a trace of color as he breathed a sigh of relief. With Cao Jinghui stepping forward, Tian Yun was finally out of trouble.

Just then, Hong Wei and his two associates exchanged glances, unsure who this suddenly-emerging Cao Jinghui was.

It wasn't really their fault; the Hong family had recently been distracted by the incident with Hong Dewei, and the former Head of the Martial Association and several related officials were dismissed for incompetence.

The trio had just taken office recently, and their attention had been focused on the investigation into the murder and disappearance of Hong Dewei. They hadn't had the time to get to grips with some of Jiangbei's important goings-on, so they didn't recognize a Cao Jinghui.

Hong Mo was immediately furious. This Secular World was truly lawless, with everyone ripping tiles off roofs; seems like any Tom, Dick, or Harry dared to bark and cause chaos. Had the Martial World become a mere decoration?

Suddenly, Hong Mo's figure flashed, and with a slap, his hand flew across Cao Jinghui's face.

"Motherfucker, spit, thinking you're Cao Jinghui? I'll break your grandfather's leg. The Hong family is working here, and you, who the hell are you to act tough in front of us?" Hong Mo shouted coldly, his face icy.