Mu Huan was startled and hurried to see Feng Tingbei's condition.

Gao Ke also squatted down and lowered his voice, "Didn't you say there are still twenty minutes? Why did the young master--"

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone among the guests shouting, "Bo Liushao beat Young Master Feng to death!"

It was okay for the female guest to scream alone, but before she finished her voice, other female guests followed her and screamed, "Ah! Ah! Someone is dead! Young Master Feng was beaten to death!"

This time, the originally crowded hall was like hot oil splashed into boiling water, completely frying it!

Mr. Feng and Mr. Su couldn't sit still anymore. They hurriedly got up from the main table and walked over quickly.

"Shut up! My sixth brother didn't hit anyone at all!"

Mu Huan wanted to find out the female guest who took the lead in shouting, but as soon as she stood up, Gao Ke grabbed her wrist, "Don't leave! Don't even think about running away!"

There is surveillance in the hall. Whoever was shouting just now can be investigated afterwards. The most important thing now is to save the young master quickly, otherwise the old man will cut them into pieces!

"I didn't want to run away. Don't you think this was all designed?"

Mu Huan was trying his best to break away from Gao Ke's hand when he saw the pediatrician holding a medical flashlight to take a look at Feng Tingbei's pupil reaction.

"Ah!" He threw away the flashlight with a pale face, then fell to the ground, pointing at Feng Tingbei on the ground with a trembling hand, "He, he is dead!"

"You fart!" How could Mr. Feng, who had just arrived, accept this news?

He cursed the doctor and bent down to pull his grandson up.

But the grandson's eyes were closed nervously, and his arms were caught in his hands, like a slippery loach, without any human vitality at all.

He was shocked, "Tingbei? Tingbei, get up!"

He stretched out his hand to pull Feng Tingbei several times, but the other party collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, completely unresponsive!

Mr. Feng didn't pay attention, and Feng Tingbei's arm slipped out of his hand and hit the ground hard like a pile of dead meat.

"Ting Bei!" The old man couldn't bear it at all and leaned back!

Mr. Su and Su Yifan hurriedly stretched out their hands to hold him firmly, preventing him from slipping to the ground.

"Doctor! Doctor!" the housekeeper shouted anxiously.

Mr. Feng's eyes were fixed on Feng Tingbei on the ground, and he muttered a little unclearly, "Save him! Save him..."

Family doctors and special doctors rushed over as quickly as possible, treating the old man, treating the old man, and checking Feng Tingbei, checking Feng Tingbei.

Mu Huan and Bo Yanxi were like two prisoners, being stared at by the Feng family's bodyguards.

In any case, Young Master Feng was fighting with them when something happened, and they can't get away from it no matter what.

Mu Huan grabbed Bo Yanxi's sleeve with great fear, and her body began to tremble.

The people Han Shaozong inserted into the old house clearly heard her asking Bo Yanxi, "What should I do, Sixth Brother? Will I die?"

How could Bo Yanxi answer? He could only hold his sister's hand tightly and tell her, "Don't be afraid. As long as my brother is here, no one can touch you unless I die."

However, a few minutes later, the doctor gave a unanimous conclusion——

"Young Master Feng is dead. My condolences!"

If there weren't so many doctors on hand to rescue him, Mr. Feng almost fainted again!

The people in the second and third bedrooms of the Feng family hurriedly went to comfort the old man, as if they were afraid that something might happen to him.

In fact, I felt happy. Once Feng Tingbei died, the old man could only look for a new heir from the second and third bedrooms.

Only Feng Tingbei's biological father, Feng Yushui, squatted down and sorted out his son's remains while asking the doctor: "How did my son die?"


Chapter completed!