Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

Gun? ?

China prohibits guns.

Mo Jianfeng is worthy of being the chairman of the group. He can even get this kind of thing. He is really well connected.

"Don't come over!!"

Mo Jianfeng trembled while holding the gun, but the gun in his hand gave him more confidence, and his face showed a bit of cruelty.

"I don't want to kill anyone."

"Don't force me to shoot!"

Mo Jianfeng's face was a little hideous. His originally calm eyes, pupils shook like an earthquake, and he never had the courage to pull the trigger.

"I see."

"You dare not pull the trigger."

Yang Feng stopped and did not show any fear in front of the muzzle of the gun. Instead, he showed a more excited smile.

Playful.

As if playing with prey, his eyes were full of mockery.

"You spent so much effort to get a pistol, but you are afraid to kill people... You don't even have this little courage."

"So you are just a coward, with a little bit of luck, and you happen to be successful all the time, but you are still a loser in your bones."

Yang Feng seems to be a madman, but in fact he has seen through everything and can see through a person's essence.

Courage.

This is a necessary condition for a successful person.

Mo Jianfeng seems to be very successful, with a big business, and everyone has to fawn on him.

In fact...he is just lucky, and has not encountered any huge failures and setbacks. He is just a coward who continues to succeed.

Once he encounters a real crisis, he will be like now, hesitant, unable to move forward, and fall into despair.

A loser who happens to succeed.

"Shoot!!"

Yang Feng hooked his finger, his face became more ferocious with excitement and laughter, and he almost scared Mo Jianfeng to drop his pistol with a loud shout.

What? ?

Yang Feng actually asked the other party to shoot! !

Madman.

Absolutely crazy.

Mo Jianfeng was so frightened that he almost threw the gun in his hand.

"Shoot!!"

"Let me see your courage."

"Let's make things more interesting. Will I be shot to death, or will you be smashed into a pulp by me?"

At this moment, Yang Feng really enjoyed it, like a crazy gambler, feeling the excitement.

Interesting?

Gambling with his own life, and he actually felt interesting? ?

Mo Jianfeng was really scared. He had never seen such a crazy person. In a trance, he had an illusion.

Small.

He was very small.

Power, money, loyal subordinates... None of them could save him. In the crazy game of fighting for his life, he was like an ant, being controlled by the man in front of him.

"Don't force me, don't force me, don't force me!!"

Mo Jianfeng trembled. Although he was the one with the advantage of holding the gun, he retreated again and again until his back touched the wall.

There was no escape.

There was no retreat.

"Coward."

"Coward."

"Loser."

"You still don't dare to shoot?"

Yang Feng was pointed at by a gun, but he was the superior who really controlled everything. With a ferocious and excited smile, he approached Mo Jianfeng step by step.

"Then I will go over and crush your head like a watermelon."

Desperate situation.

Mo Jianfeng had reached the point where he had to shoot.

He closed his eyes in fear, pointed the gun at Yang Feng, and pulled the trigger randomly.

Bang.

Bang, bang, bang.

The gunshots continued, sparks flew, and yellow bullet shells fell to the ground, emitting bursts of gunpowder.

Until the magazine was empty.

Mo Jianfeng dared to open his eyes, but what he saw next made him extremely desperate.

He didn't fall down!!

Yang Feng was shot more than a dozen times, but he didn't fall down!!

He stretched out his arms and completely blocked his cheeks. The bullets penetrated his skin, leaving small holes and trickling red liquid.

That was all.

Under his skin, there were deep iron muscles emitting azure blue, and the strong fibers actually blocked the bullets.

[Deep Iron Fiber]

This is a special muscle organ, strong muscle fibers that are enough to withstand small-caliber bullets.

"How could it be... like this..."

Mo Jianfeng was shocked beyond words, his pupils shrank into a bunch, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Ding Ding Ding.

The bullets that couldn't break through the muscles fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

Shattered.

The sound of these bullets falling to the ground completely shattered Mo Jianfeng's psychological defenses.

His self-confidence was shattered at this moment.

His dignity was shattered at this moment.

Fear was like a suffocating big hand, holding his heart, making this failed winner give up his lofty position and kneel down immediately.

"Forgive me."

"Please forgive me."

"I am willing to give you all my money and all my resources."

Crying.

Mo Jianfeng actually cried.

Tears of fear and despair, mixed with a lot of snot, covered Mo Jianfeng's twisted face, completely without the arrogance of the initial hero.

He knelt down and begged for mercy.

Mo Jianfeng wanted to grasp the life-saving straw, turned his head to look at his mistress, and immediately said: "Woman... I will give you Bai Ting too!!"

Bai Ting's face turned pale when she heard this.

Is this still the high and mighty chairman in her mind?

Is this still the superior who is strategizing, confident and proud in the business world? ?

"Ah!!"

"So satisfying."

"Every time I see you so-called superiors kneeling down and begging for mercy, with tears streaming down your face, I feel very satisfied."

The teasing in Yang Feng's eyes deepened. The refreshing feeling brought by completely defeating the psychological defense of a superior simply made the brain "high" to the limit.

"But."

"I still like your rebellious look just now."

Yang Feng walked in front of Mo Jianfeng, grabbed his neck with one hand, and slowly lifted him up.

Tired of playing.

Boring.

With a slight force on his palm, there was a sound of broken porcelain pieces, and the wealthy businessman who was so powerful died with his neck tilted.

He was thrown on the ground casually like garbage, and his face still kept the tearful begging look.

It was too crazy.

All the people present looked at Yang Feng with deep fear.

The most frightening thing is not his incredible power, but his complete, hysterical madness.

No one can guess what he wants to do, and no one knows how crazy his next move will be, but this madness is not a mindless impulse.

Everything is under control! !

Those cold and sharp eyes, which penetrate the most vulnerable point of the human heart, have already seen through you! !

Bang, bang, bang.

Bai Ting trembled all over, without a trace of hesitation, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me..."

"I'm willing to do anything, wuwuwuwu."

She was really scared, and tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping on the floor to form water drops.

The bodyguards around who had thrown away their weapons and didn't have time to escape also knelt down one after another, trembling all over, fearing that they would die in the next second.

Yang Feng just smiled slightly.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not a pervert who enjoys killing people."