The Invincible Player of Survival in the Wilderness

To be honest, Lin Feng wasn't afraid, he wasn't afraid of the little ruffian at all, even if he really wanted to fight, Lin Feng had at least ten ways to subdue the little ruffian in the first place, or even kill him.

But Lin Feng didn't want to do this. After all, the wrongdoer had the right to pay, and the person who forced Lin Feng's mother to death was Aunt Lan, not the little ruffian, and the little ruffian made a lot of efforts to keep Lin's mother and Pei Yu.

Although his purpose was only to protect his mother, he did it after all, and Lin Feng would not deny it.

Therefore, for such a person, Lin Feng had absolutely no guilt at all, but after Aunt Lan's death, Lin Feng's guilt became deeper.

Neither of them is good at expressing people, so they just kept their heads wondering, and you poured wine one by one, until the two of them drank all half a dozen beers, and then stopped temporarily.

I don't know if it's because the little ruffian doesn't drink well in the first place, but after these few drinks, his face turned red, and he even started to speak.

"My father, you know, he passed away when I was very young." The little ruffian ordered another dozen drinks, dismissed the waiter, and opened the bottle caps one by one by himself.

He let out a sigh of relief and said, "After that, my mother has always brought me up."

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Hearing this, Lin Feng Xinlin immediately tightened his grip, even the hand holding the wine bottle couldn't help shaking.

Because of this kind of experience, no matter who it is on, it is a painful past, but when the little ruffian said something, his expression was too calm, and his tone was completely the same as when he was chatting, just like eating and drinking water.

However, Lin Feng knew the meaning of these words.

But before Lin Feng could react, the little ruffian spoke again.

"Maybe, in the eyes of everyone, she is a cold-blooded and self-centered person, which always gives people a feeling that she is inaccessible." The little rascal looked at Lin Feng, and then said, "But I'm afraid you can imagine No, such a ruthless person in everyone's eyes would tell me bedtime stories and sing me sleep songs every day when I was young."

Speaking of this, the little ruffian's body visibly trembled, and at the same time he lowered his head deeply. It was not until he was silent for a minute or two that he finally couldn't control it and let out a very small sob.

When he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face.

"When I was young, I was in poor health. I fell ill at every turn and had a fever. My mother stayed by my side all night long, because my father was too busy to take care of me."

The little ruffian gritted his teeth, held back tears, and slowly told about his past.

As for Lin Feng, he can only regard himself as a complete listener at this time, he doesn't know what to do except to imagine the scene at that time according to every word of the little rascal.

"So no matter what kind of person she is in the eyes of others, in my heart, she will always be my mother who loves me." The little ruffian finally couldn't control his emotions and cried silently.

"But she's dead, she's dead, do you know what that means? That's right, she's dead, she's left in that bottomless canyon, and she'll never come back." Tears were streaming down the little rascal's face .

Lin Feng felt very uncomfortable at this time.

Although it wasn't her mother who died, or even the vicious woman who killed his mother, the little ruffian's words hit his heart hard like fists.

He felt that what the little ruffian said was right, no matter what kind of image Aunt Lan was in other people's hearts, at least in his eyes, Aunt Lan was a good mother, and that was enough.

"I'm so sad that I can't sleep every night, and my mind is full of the memories my mother has left in my heart for so many years." The little ruffian burst into tears, sobbing, "As long as I close my eyes, it will be my mother falling in love with you." The picture of the abyss wakes me up every time, and I realize that I really can't see her anymore."

Maybe it's because the two are sick and sympathetic to each other.

Hearing the little ruffian's pain, Lin Feng was finally infected, and he couldn't help but think of the woman who likes to wear simple and elegant clothes to make people feel peaceful.

his mother.

Thinking that he was actually not that much better than the little ruffian, Lin Feng couldn't help his nose sore, tears streaming down his face.

So in this remote tavern, there was a strange scene. Two big men sat opposite each other, blowing bottles and wiping tears together.

I don't know how long this scene lasted, but the little ruffian finally calmed down a bit, he took a deep breath, and smiled sadly, "It's just that it's useless to say anything now, people can't be resurrected after death, no matter what we do No matter how much you cry, the person you each miss will not come back to life."

"Yes."

"However, I want to ask you a question." The little ruffian suddenly became quiet, stared straight into Lin Feng's eyes, and said word by word, "How will you treat the person who killed your mother? Do you let him go or kill him?" he"

"Of course I killed him." Lin Feng said without thinking.

"That means, I should kill the person who killed my mother." The little ruffian took a deep look at Lin Feng.

"It should be killed."

As soon as Lin Feng said these words, the little ruffian shrank his eyes, then took out a pistol from his arms, and put it directly on Lin Feng's head.

Then slowly opened the safety lock.

During the whole process, Lin Feng didn't move.

Lin Feng has been targeted by guns many times in his life, but this time is the most peaceful one. Repaying debts and killing people is a matter of course. In his mouth, it was difficult for him to raise the idea of ​​resistance.

I'm afraid deep down in his heart, he also feels that he owes the little ruffian too much.

"Shoot, if you want." Lin Feng sat there motionless, his eyes fixed on the eyes of the little ruffian.

Yes, Lin Feng didn't want to die, definitely didn't want to, but he also had a large part of his disbelief that the little ruffian would shoot, so he was betting on his knowledge of the little ruffian.

So he slowly closed his glasses, quietly waiting for the little ruffian's next decision.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, Lin Feng didn't wait for the little ruffian to pull the trigger. On the contrary, after the little ruffian's expression changed many times in a row, he slowly put down the pistol and put it back in his arms.

Then he grabbed an open bottle of beer and gulped it down.

"Forget it, you and I are both miserable people."

The little ruffian put the wine bottle on the table with a "bang", and left without looking back after saying this.

Lin Feng didn't expect that the little ruffian would do this, and he was a little stunned. Knowing that there was the roar of a car starting from the door of the tavern, he suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly chased him out.

But he was late.