My Beloved

Chapter 493 - THE RESCUER

Gregory Frost scowled. He grabbed a gun from the holster of one of his men and pointed at Mo Yuan. "Was it you?"

"Gregory, if you try to pull the trigger, I'll make sure you never see another day."

The voice of the speaker was cold and resolute. There was no fear or hesitation.

That person was truly threatening Gregory Frost. That person didn't care how scary and powerful Gregory Frost was.

Robert Scott and his subordinates were stunned by the arrogance of the person who dared to threaten their boss.

One of them even laughed aloud.

Russia was Gregory Frost's territory. No one in a million years would dare to fight against him. Those who did ended up dying in their hands.

They wanted to see who was foolish enough to do that.

The threat came from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a white helicopter completely blended with the sky. In the helicopter, there was a sign with black ink.

MU

Robert Scott's expression changed.

"This is the helicopter from the Mu Family. Everyone, stand down," he warned his subordinates.

Gregory Frost narrowed his eyes. He stared at the helicopter that was landing with contempt in his eyes.

The door of the helicopter was open. Han Luo spotted a man there, but she couldn't see properly.

Her eyes were hurt and she could barely look at the sky.

The helicopter safely landed. A pair of shoes touched the ground and walked toward the group.

The man came closer and with a foggy vision, Han Luo stared at him.

When he came too close, her vision was better. She instantly recognized the person.

Astonishment flashed in her eyes and her jaw dropped.

She didn't know why he came here and how he knew about them.

Looking at him, her eyes teared up and she cried out. "Uncle Feng!"

Staring at her sorrowful eyes, Mu Feng's heart ached.

His gaze swept over bleeding Mo Yuan before landing on Gregory Frost.

With a somber expression, he said, "Gregory, I never thought you would be audacious enough to lay your hand on my niece."

Gregory Frost squinted his eyes. His eyes were threatening.

"Your niece?"

Mu Feng nodded with a serious face. "Yes, Han Luo is related to us, the Mu Family."

"How so?" Gregory Frost inquired.

Mu Feng shortly narrated, "Her maternal grandmother is my mother's cousin. That makes me her mother's cousin."

Gregory Frost clenched his teeth. He already checked Han Luo's background. Her mother was a nobody. Even the Han Family wasn't that great after her father was in a vegetative state.

He declared, "Her mother is an orphan."

"Her family's information is confidential. Don't think you can dig all that information with your caliber. You couldn't find our Luo'er on your own. Why do you think that is?" Mu Feng's eyebrows danced.

Gregory Frost was so angry that he wanted to punch Mu Feng's face.

He accused, "You blocked me from reaching her."

Mu Feng's answer was nonchalant, "I didn't but my brother did. However, after seeing that you not only abducted her and tried to marry her and also attempted to kill her partner, I just couldn't stand it anymore. I had to make a move."

Gregory Frost tightly pressed his lips before asking, "Do you plan to take them away?"

"If not, why am I here?" Mu Feng shrugged.

Gregory Frost instantly denied, "I won't allow it."

"If you want to fight me that badly, come to Paris. I'll give you and your party a warm welcome. Even if this place is your territory, don't forget that the entire continent is under my command. You don't want to make enemies because of a woman, right?"

Mu Feng wasn't giving him an empty warning. He would truly go to that length for Han Luo.

"You…"

Upon hearing their conversation, Han Luo was confused. She couldn't understand what Mu Feng was talking about.

When she heard him say that they were related to her because of her mother, she became excited. She hardly knew about her mother. If Mu Feng could give her information regarding her mother, she would be grateful.

Her heart shuddered in fear when she heard that Gregory Frost wouldn't let her go. However, Mu Feng's resolute voice eased her heart.

She touched Mo Yuan's hand and was shocked to notice how freezing cold he was. She glanced at Mo Yuan's half-conscious face and her heart dropped. He didn't have an ounce of blood on his face.

She urged her rescuer, "Uncle Feng, Yuan is bleeding so much. Please hurry!"

Mu Feng glanced over Mo Yuan and realized that he needed treatment immediately.

He coldly stared at Gregory Frost and said, "Kid, if you want to go against me in my territory, you have yet to experience a lot."

Gregory Frost didn't like it when he was addressed as a 'kid'.

Robert Scott was sweating in the cold weather. He wiped off his sweat and slightly nodded at his subordinates.

The armed men prepared their guns without making a slight movement. They were ready to fight for their boss.

Mu Feng came alone. What could he do alone against so many armed men?

'Are they planning to attack me? How foolish can they be!' Mu Feng smirked at their stupidity.

On his cue, several men in white-colored clothes rushed forward and surrounded the black clothes men, Robert Scott, and Gregory Frost.

They were all armed. Their guns were pointed at Gregory Frost and his men.

Their bodies were half covered in snow. Until now, they hid themselves in snow and waited for Mu Feng's order.

Gregory Frost's men were astounded as they were surrounded. They were only twenty in number.

However, Mu Feng actually brought in a well-trained army from Italy to take back his niece.

He was truly serious about taking away Han Luo and Mo Yuan.

As expected of the mafia king of the European underworld.

Gregory Frost eyed Mu Feng's men. His blue veins popped out and his head was throbbing in anger. He was so furious but he couldn't do anything.

As he didn't reply, Mu Feng smiled broadly. He glanced at Han Luo and said in an affectionate tone, "Little Luo'er, come with me. Let's go home."

Han Luo was scared up until now. Upon hearing Mu Feng's invitation, her eyes sparkled with a thousand stars.

When she tried to stand up, she realized that she didn't have any strength left.

Before she collapsed, she heard Mu Feng calling out to her. With her vague vision, she noticed concern in his eyes.

'Ahh… how long has it been since I have seen someone concerned for me?'

Before she could think anymore, she blanked out.

  "Look at her. She is already beyond exhausted. Gregory, is this how you show your appreciation to someone who saved your life? After this incident, who will save you when you are at your worst? I thought highly of you when I first met you ten years ago. I guess my intuition was wrong."

Mu Feng coldly reprimanded him.

He carried Han Luo in his arms and instructed two of his men to carry Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan still had consciousness. Although he was very weak, his eyes didn't leave Han Luo.

Relief rushed over him as he saw Mu Feng taking her to the helicopter and gently put her down in one of the seats.

He soon realized that he was at his limit. His body was already paralyzed.

Slowly, he shut his eyes.