Villain: At the beginning, my beautiful master molested me!

Silence, silence, silence.

No one dared to answer Lin Feng's question, for fear that they would be killed by Lin Feng as soon as they opened their mouths.

They finally understood that in Lin Feng's eyes, they were lambs to be slaughtered and fish on the chopping board.

Lin Feng decided their life or death entirely based on his mood.

Now they can only pin their hopes of survival on Ma Zi.

"If you want to kill someone... then kill Hu Hansan!"

Ma Zi uttered a trembling sound, and then fell to his knees with a thud.

It didn't look like a plea, but rather like he was really asking Lin Feng to kill Hu Hansan.

"reason?"

Lin Feng did not take action directly, but this time he suddenly asked the reason abnormally.

Ma Zi held his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking due to sobbing, as if he was thinking of something painful.

He curled up on the ground and cried, but no tears came out and his face twitched hideously.

Lin Feng was neither angry nor paced back and forth.

Just stood there, looking at Ma Zi quietly until Ma Zi stopped sobbing.

He twisted his nose.

"He killed my elderly mother and raped my sister..."

"He also made me do hard labor for him, without any wages, and I could only eat the same food as the livestock every day."

"you do not know..."

At this point, he began to choke up, and when he tried to speak he inexplicably started vomiting.

But he was retching and he hadn't eaten anything that day.

His stomach was churning and he was nauseous from vomiting.

He suddenly began to tear at his shirt, which was made of extremely cheap fabric.

So much so that a thin man like him could easily tear the clothes into pieces without much effort.

Scars covered almost the entire upper body.

Those were the wounds caused by being whipped with an iron whip.

Those scars were ugly, even more horrible than the ones on Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng saw it, and waves of light surged in his dark eyes.

"I won't kill Hu Hansan." Lin Feng said.

When Ma Zi heard this, his body trembled a little, but he didn't have any other reaction.

It feels like numbness, but more like resignation to fate.

It seemed like he was used to being treated like this.

Ever since he was kidnapped by Hu Hansan and forced to do hard labor, he has been like this every day.

Although he was alive, living under Hu Hansan's hands was more humiliating than kneeling at Lin Feng's feet and begging.

"I want you to kill Hu Hansan with your own hands, using this dagger."

Lin Feng threw the dagger in front of Ma Zi's face.

It was a flaming dagger, the blade was attached with the aura of fire, and a layer of faint blue flame danced on the tip of the blade.

Ma Zi stared at the dagger, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.

At that moment, he was overwhelmed by past humiliation, resentment towards Hu Hansan, and anger at his own incompetence.

He remembered that his mother was a kind, compassionate and wise woman who always advised him to do good and not to do unjust things.

Killing people is considered unjust, right? At the end of his life, he couldn't even obey his mother's teachings?

But Hu Hansan killed his own mother, who had always been kind to others.

Why should such a good person like her be brutally murdered?

And her sister, her face is always filled with smiles.

But ever since that beast had defiled her, she had never laughed again.

Why did all the misfortunes have to befall him?

Why does a hemp rope always break at the thinnest part, and why does misfortune always strike down the unfortunate people?

Everything came to Ma Zi's mind, but he still didn't dare to pick up the dagger.

"Pick it up!" Lin Feng suddenly yelled at Ma Zi.

Ma Zi was frightened by Lin Feng and unconsciously grasped the dagger tightly with both hands.

The cold handle of the knife irritated Ma Zi's skin, but his hands were hot and his blood was boiling.

He slowly raised the knife and crawled forward, dragging his kneeling upper body with him.

Crawling towards the place where Hu Hansan fainted.

He felt a layer of fog covering his eyes, making them hazy and unable to see clearly what was in front of him.

"Ma Zi, do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"You killed someone. From now on, you are a murderer."

"I killed someone? How could I kill someone? I didn't kill anyone!"

"Look at your hands."

"My hand? What happened to my hand? It's fine, isn't it?"

"Take a closer look."

"What is this? Blood? Why is there blood?"

"You killed someone."

"I don't!"

"You killed someone, Mazi, you killed someone!"

"I didn't kill anyone, this blood is my own!"

"You still say you didn't kill anyone? You're still holding the knife!"

"This knife is not mine! I don't have this knife!"

"But the knife is in your hand, and there's blood on it!"

"..."

"You killed someone, Mazi. You killed Hu Hansan with your own hands."

"..."

"Everyone here is watching. They see you stabbing him in the heart again and again."

"..."

"Isn't this what you've always wished for? To kill Hu Hansan with your own hands."

"I killed him? Did I really kill Hu Hansan?"

"It's absolutely true. You don't know the terrified look in Hu Hansan's eyes. He wasn't dead yet after you stabbed him with the first knife! Then you stabbed him with the second knife, the third knife, and the fourth knife. At first, Hu Hansan could still stammer, but later on, blood kept coming out of his mouth. Not to mention talking, he didn't even blink or move!"

"Are you saying that Hu Hansan is really dead?"

"You can't die any more."

"So, have I avenged my mother and sister?"

"Yes, why not?"

"Should I be happy?"

"If I were you, I'd burst out laughing."

"..."

"I said you should laugh."

"Yeah, I should laugh."

"But why can't I stop crying..."

Ma Zi knelt in a pool of blood, tilted his head back and cried, the dagger was casually thrown at his feet.

Hot tears escaped from under his eyelids...