The moment Ou Mucen, who was already bloodshot from wielding a gun, felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and darkness before his eyes, he was unable to resist at all and just swayed and fell to the ground!
"Mucen!! Mucen!!" Bai Tingfang screamed upon seeing this scene and rushed toward her son.
In the living room, everyone else was stupefied. They had never imagined that this elderly patriarch in his eighties would still possess such agility. His movements were both swift and fierce, exceeding even the capabilities of the bodyguards in the room.
Fortunately, after knocking out Ou Mucen, the old man did nothing else but instructed two bodyguards to carry him to the bedroom upstairs, then he headed to attend to Ou Mufeng, who had been shot.
"Dad..."
"Why are you crying? He's not dead yet, now go and call a doctor!" A furious roar whitened the faces of the people in the living room once again.
