Savage Beast that Tears the Mask of Civilization

This action was like the fuse of a bomb being lit, and the atmosphere throughout the hall abruptly soared.

Apart from the two soldiers behind Mu Fan with their guns raised, more than thirty soldiers around the hall simultaneously aimed their weapons at Mu Fan.

A chorus of safeties clicking off rang through the hall.

"Restrain him!"

The lieutenant colonel whom Mu Fan had kicked away was replaced by a fat government official, whose body was so broad that he could not even button his suit.

At this moment, he pointed his thick knuckles at Mu Fan, his voice shrill.

"How dare you attack!"

"Outrageous!"

Two officers beside him also shouted sternly.

With one kick from Mu Fan, the commotion in the hall was completely pushed beyond control. Those who had been quietly waiting to see how things developed could finally no longer sit still.

The two soldiers reacted with remarkable speed. They were soldiers to whom orders came before everything else.

The lieutenant colonel's gunshot had seemed like a signal flare.

Since they, like Mu Fan, were facing the assembled high-ranking officials, they did not fire. Instead, they raised their rifles in both hands and smashed them down viciously.

The Titanium Steel Gunstock was aimed directly at Mu Fan's head and neck.

They showed no mercy. If the blows landed solidly, the man before them would be dead or crippled.

Major General Lick watched Mu Fan with an eagle's gaze. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, yet he still made no move.

Ten seconds. That was all the chance he would give these people.

Within ten seconds, he needed to see a result.

But that Lieutenant Colonel Huang had truly disgraced the military.

A bunch of useless trash!

His gaze fell on the two soldiers.