Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

An incense stick of time had passed since Hu Gou came to Xicheng.

Deng Quan, who had returned in a panic after being informed by the little beggar, stood at the half-closed door of his home, listening to the silence in the house with his lips trembling and hesitant to push the door open.

Hu Gou had been in his home for so long, and there was no sound in the house. Doesn't that mean Qiu Mei had already...

Deng Quan felt that his heart was about to burst. Things that could be confirmed in a few steps were as difficult for him to cross as a natural moat.

The wind blowing by time understood Deng Quan's hesitation and blew open the half-closed courtyard door for him.

There was a corpse in the courtyard, and on the stone bench next to the corpse sat a person he couldn't understand, Ji Feng.

"You..."

After confirming the little beggar's description twice, Deng Quan knew that it was Ji Feng who tipped him off.

He wanted to ask why Ji Feng did this? Shouldn't he be like other ruffians who enjoy humiliating others and showing off his power?

But he swallowed the words when they came to his lips.

In this situation, it doesn't matter what Ji Feng's purpose is.

He had personally polished a wooden hairpin for Xu Qiu, and now the hairpin was inserted into Hu Gou's neck.

Deng Quan's lips trembled slightly: "My wife and son...are they okay?"

"I've asked a doctor to see you. Your wife hit her head against the wall during the resistance and needs to rest for a while. Your son was just frightened and will be fine after a good sleep." Ji Feng stopped tapping his knees and told Deng Quan about the current situation.

Deng Quan closed his eyes and the heavy stone in his heart fell to the ground. He walked to the window quietly and looked at the mother and son lying on the bed through the window.

Xu Qiu's pale face frowned, and Hu Zi hugged his mother's arm with the remaining fear on his face.

These were like sharp knives stabbing into Deng Quan's heart, accusing him of incompetence.

He closed the window and turned to walk out the door.

Ji Feng called Deng Quan: "Where are you going?"

"I accidentally killed Hu Gou and went to the government to confess my crime." Deng Quan said in a deep voice.

It was his fault that he failed to protect Xu Qiu, so he couldn't let Xu Qiu face jail.

This was the only thing he could do, and it was what he should have done.

"Thank you for helping me twice. I, Deng Quan, can only repay your kindness by working like a cow or a horse in my next life."

After that, Deng Quan knelt down and kowtowed to Ji Feng.

While accepting this kowtow, Ji Feng shook his head and said, "Have you ever thought about what kind of life your wife and children will live after you plead guilty?"

Deng Quan was stunned for a moment and lowered his head without answering.

Ji Feng continued, "For the dignity of the family, the Hu family will not let you live. When you plead guilty, your wife and children will become the wives and children of the criminals. Even if you take the charge of murder, the neighbors will still guess why Hu Gou appeared in your home, and why you killed Hu Gou? They dare not suspect the actions of the family, but they will only think that your Xu Qiu is not decent, seducing Hu Gou and being caught in bed by you, and then killing him in anger. So abuse, contempt, ridicule, and exclusion will sweep through your shabby little home like a storm. Do you think your wife and children can bear it at that time?" Ji Feng stood up, and his tall body blocked the sun behind him, shrouding Deng Quan in darkness.

The calm whisper seemed to come from the abyss, with a breath of despair that made Deng Quan's hands and feet cold as if falling into a cold cave, and also shattered the last bit of luck in his heart, forcing him to face this bloody future.

Deng Quan had seen this scene before, and knew that what Ji Feng said was true, but this made him even more unacceptable.

He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "As long as Qiu Mei leaves Yun County, no one will know that they can still survive."

"Indeed, your wife still has a chance to survive."

"But have you forgotten another thing? All of the above is only based on the premise that your death can calm the anger of the Hu family. What if they think that your death alone is not enough to relieve their anger?"

"Wife, prostitute, slave!"

"From now on, they can't even be called human beings, and they will be tortured and humiliated until the day they die tragically."

Watching Ji Feng slowly walking towards him, Deng Quan took several steps back. He couldn't resist and his voice was trembling, because he knew that everything Ji Feng said was very likely to happen.

"I am willing to pay for Hu Gou's life. He... they shouldn't do this..."

Ji Feng tilted his head and smiled. The cold sarcasm on the corner of his mouth was directed at someone.

"Yes, why not? Who do you think you are? You are just a commoner. Even if there was no today's incident, it would be easy for them to destroy your family!

No matter how you deal with it or how you tolerate it, the final outcome will be like this."

Ji Feng approached step by step, and Deng Quan retreated step by step, as if there were several invisible iron chains tied behind him, dragging his limbs and neck backwards.

"You can't change it! From the day Hu Gou set his eyes on your wife, the destruction of your family was doomed!"

Faced with Ji Feng's coercion and questioning, a seven-foot-tall man burst into tears and burst into a powerless resistance for the first time in his life, like a stray dog ​​that was about to be drowned and could not catch anything floating, and could only make the last wail.

"I am the humble commoner you mentioned. A life for a life is all I can do!"

"What else can I do? Why are you forcing me like this!

I just want to live a peaceful life with Qiu Mei. I have never hurt anyone. I have never done anything bad. Why do you treat me like this!

Why!"

"Yes, why?"

Listening to this honest man's question about his fate, Ji Feng stopped and looked at the sky. It was empty, with only one sun shining.

Whispering to himself, he completely expressed Deng Quan's grievance and unwillingness.

"We obviously did nothing wrong, but bad things kept happening to us."

"Everything we have attributed to fate, constantly accepting, enduring, and forgetting, and it has been going on and on."

"Just because we were born without royal power and wealth, and can only be humble commoners, should we let them play with our lives and trample on what we cherish?"

Ji Feng's sight shifted from the sky to Deng Quan again, and asked a question that was enough to shake his soul.

"Are you willing?"

Are you willing?

Deng Quan muttered with empty eyes.

Somehow, he recalled the past with Xu Qiu.