After throwing Feng Zheng to the ground, Mu Feng turned to look at Feng Bo, "He is your son, what will you think if he is killed by me?"
Feng Bo froze. He didn't know how to answer this question. They were both sons. Even if Feng Zheng did those things, he was still his son.
Now that the eldest grandson wants to kill the second son, what will happen to Jean? There is a deep pool on the left and an abyss on the right.
After a moment of silence, Fengbo let out a long sigh and said, "If you want to kill people, no one can stop them. Killing them would be a stab into my heart, but I won't ask you. If you want to kill them, just kill them."
Feng Bo's attitude made Mu Feng stunned. It's not that he didn't understand that if he really killed Feng Zheng and his son, the old man might not blame him, but there would be a gap in his heart. He might be relieved, and what will remain in the old man's heart will always be
It's pain.
The palms and backs of my hands are all flesh, what would I do if it were me?
"You are so open-minded." Mu Feng said with a faint smile.
Shaking his head, Feng Bo said, "It's not that I'm reasonable, but I'm helpless. It's the most tragic thing for a family to kill each other. As the head of the family, I can't make the decision. Watching my son and grandson die may be a punishment from God."
"Punishment? Hahaha, what a punishment." Mufeng laughed loudly, but that smile was full of desolation.
As a man in his twenties, a man who has experienced too many things, he can understand his grandfather's approach and attitude.
However, he couldn't accept it.
Understanding and acceptance are two completely different concepts.
He was also a grandson. Fengbo's attitude made Mufeng feel very hurt. He had endured twenty years of mental torture. In these twenty years, would his family be uncomfortable?
No, he didn't feel it.
Perhaps the old man of the Feng family was once sad because of his disappearance, but there is a saying that time is the best medicine to heal wounds.
Mufeng was not sure whether the old man regarded him as his grandson or not.
He is also a grandson, why would people gradually forget him after enduring it for twenty years? When we are separated, we are separated, and when we are dead, we are dead. But now, just because of one word, this grandfather said such a thing.
He doesn't understand, he wants to understand, but he can't.
At first I thought this grandpa was pretty good, and I could still feel the old man's kindness and care, but now everything that was established has been destroyed.
He grabbed Fenghao's neck and lifted Fengzheng up. Mufeng's face suddenly turned cold. A strong murderous aura gradually spread from his body and penetrated out at a very fast speed. Finally, the whole body became cold.
The Feng family was all shrouded.
This killing intent that made people's hair stand on end made some of the strictly trained bodyguards of the Feng family feel a chill, as if they were in a world of ice and snow.
"You all have hearts, but I don't have a heart. My heart has been dead since I was a child. I thought I could live again, but you didn't give me this chance."
Boom!
Mu Feng slammed Feng Zheng and his son on the table with all his strength. All that was left in his heart was depression. He glanced at Feng Bo and said, "I won't stab you because we have no relationship."
Nothing to do with it!
Feng Yu, who was standing next to Feng Bo, helped him staggering, "Dad, you~~~~~~"
"You brat, what are you doing and how are you talking?" Feng Yu glared at Mu Feng.
Shaking his head, Mu Feng said, "I have lived for twenty-five years without parents, relatives, or family. I still live a carefree life. Now I still choose my carefree life."
After saying that, Mu Feng turned around and left the room.
Looking at the desolate back, Fengbo seemed to be a few years older. He could feel the desolation in his eldest grandson's heart, but what could he do? He had no choice.
Similarly, when thinking about this issue rationally, the old man's approach was not wrong. Mu Feng understood. He knew the old man was in trouble, but he just couldn't accept it.
Humans are emotional animals, and they are also very realistic. A completely rational person cannot be called a human being, and an emotional person is easily hurt.
The moment he walked out of the door, Mu Feng was thinking that maybe returning to this home was a mistake in the first place, and maybe living his own life is a beautiful life. He thought he had found something, but now he felt that he was just fanciful.
He is not a saint, he has emotions, and because of his emotions he feels sad and desolate.
"Are you just leaving like that?" As soon as he walked out of the door, less than thirty meters away, Feng Yu's name came from behind him, "You are my son."
Mufeng shook his head again, "That's not important."
"Asshole! Why do you think so? Have you ever thought about me, have you ever thought about your mother? You clearly know that your grandfather didn't mean that." Fengyu roared, but his voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were filled with mist.
"Even if they are at fault, they are still your grandfather's sons and grandsons. Do you want your grandfather to give away the white-haired people to the black-haired people?"
Fengyu approached Mufeng, his mouth trembling, "I know I'm sorry for you and the Feng family is sorry for you, but what happened has already happened. Even if you kill them, what will happen? Can you go back to the past?"
Mufeng fell silent.
"Relax, don't make your grandpa feel uncomfortable." Feng Yu gently patted Mu Feng on the shoulder, but he still touched it but Mu Feng dodged it.
Fengyu was stunned, but Fengbo, who was standing by the door, shed tears.
"I'm a fucking human being! I can't be as free and easy as you. Who of you has walked my way, felt my pain, and who of you can understand my expectations."
"No! You don't understand! You will never understand."
The roar spread to all around, and this time it was Fengyu's turn to be silent.
Looking at Feng Bo standing by the door holding the door, Mu Feng's nose felt so sore and he took a few deep breaths to stop his tears from falling.
"What I want is nothing else. All I need is an attitude. Old man, it's not you who gets stabbed, but me."
"I'm not from the same family, I'm sorry, I'm not your grandson, I'm not from the Feng family."
Crunchy~
The door frame that Feng Bo grabbed made a noise. Only then did he understand that the first question about what the eldest grandson felt was nothing more than a test, just to test his heart. Maybe he had no intention of killing Feng Zheng and his son in the first place.
, what he needs is an attitude.
However, Fengbo didn't realize that he was being plotted in front of him. This plot was different from usual. Instead, he personally pushed his grandson out of the house who had been separated for twenty years.
Turning around and leaving again, Mu Feng felt his knees shaking and his steps were so heavy, but he walked out resolutely.
The two old men Fengrui looked at each other and let out a long sigh. At this moment, they finally discovered Mu Feng's excellence. Their sons also felt the same way.
Fengzheng and his son wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of their mouths. They did not expect that Mufeng would let them go like this, but they had heard what they just said and felt something. But for some reason, they should have been happy that Mufeng left.
Can't be happy.
"Dad!" Feng Zheng lost his usual confidence and called softly.
Feng Bo turned his head and looked at his second son and grandson who were a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and slapped Feng Zheng on the face, and then hit him so hard that he staggered back a few steps.
"In the past twenty years, I have not blamed you, because you brothers are all my sons. I once thought that you might have killed him. I would rather endure it than question you about the family.
Sadly, I can't control it and I should bear the pain."
"When I first met him in Gyeongnam City, I recognized that he was the child from twenty years ago. I didn't expect that God was so kind to me. My lost grandson came back again. That's how you, father and son, feel.
Can you two understand it?"
"You two stupid pigs, it's all you, get out! Get out of here!" Feng Bo roared until his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.
Bang!
The floor was shaking. Fengzheng knelt down and slapped himself hard, "Dad, I know I was wrong!"
"Grandpa!" Fenghao also knelt down.
Fengbo shook his head and ignored his son and grandson who were kneeling on the ground and slapped him. He walked to another room in despair. He was old and his heart was broken.
Fengrui and his two old men came over and grabbed Fengzheng and his son who were still slapping them. It was Fengkun who spoke, "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? Fengzheng, you not only deceived us, but also broke my eldest brother's heart. You can forget it."
You can't get anything back even if you slap your face to pieces."
After a pause, Fengkun said again, "You can take care of yourself."
Gone, everyone left, only Fengzheng and his son were left in the room.
"dad!"
Fengzheng sighed, but was speechless.
When we arrived at the gate of Feng's house, the place was filled with people, citizens, police, media, and soldiers. A large number of people surrounded Feng's house.
"That's him, he just calls that beast!"
"Big family, please give us justice. Where is democracy and where are human rights!"
"The country belongs to the people! Not to your big families."
"Why should the law give you the green light?"
"Catch him, arrest him!"
The police did not move, the soldiers did not move, but the large number of people who followed started shouting, and the whole scene became very chaotic, while the media reporters kept making shutter sounds and flashing lights one after another.
In addition to what was reported by Phoenix.com, there were also the seven or eight young people who followed Feng Hao last night. Their deaths caused an even greater shock. However, ordinary people could not see it, but they caused huge waves in the Kyoto circle.
The police and the army were originally there to arrest people, but now the people surrounding Feng's house were very excited, allowing them to maintain order.
Looking at each person, Mu Feng smiled at the end, "You can't wait long, you will die this time, and I will kill you with my own hands."
No one understood what Mu Feng meant by these words, but these words made the people at the scene even more excited.
"He still dares to kill people! It's so arrogant!"
"Those bastard police officers, don't stop us. Aren't you here to arrest people? It turns out you're all in the same boat."
"Go away, you soldiers are great. Don't forget what you are carrying on your shoulders. You are the people's soldiers, not the dogs of these powerful people."
"Catch him!"
"Catch him! Catch him! Catch him!"
"Give justice to the people!"
Feng Bo and others were also alarmed by the sudden appearance of a large number of people outside their home, and rushed to the gate one after another. Seeing the excited people at the scene, they all felt a headache.
But when I think about it, it’s wrong. The people who shouted all seized on the matter of the dead woman to clamor. Logically speaking, no one can, let alone dare, find the Feng family. The comments and clamor on the Internet are another matter.
, in reality, who is full enough to do these things that have nothing to do with them.
It can only explain one problem. Someone is behind the situation to promote the development of the situation. That person is none other than Zhao Shuo, whom Mu Feng mentioned before.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three consecutive gunshots, the scene finally became quiet.
"Shut up, everyone!"
A middle-aged policeman walked up to Feng's family and said respectfully, "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry to bother you, but we are here to arrest~~~~ and take people back to assist in the investigation."
"Get out of here!" After holding it in for a while, Feng Bo finally burst out, "Get out of here, everyone!"