Son-in-law's Romantic Life

Liao Feng had never thought that the threat of death would fall upon his head.    

    

It was only when he was facing the threat of death that he realized how terrifying and frightening it was.    

    

His whole body was filled with extreme fear, and his mind was filled with thoughts of how to keep him alive.    

    

Su Ning's matter?    

    

Liao Feng's brain suddenly became smarter. He screamed loudly, "I did not harm Su Ning. The matter of Su Ning being kidnapped has nothing to do with me. You are mistaken. Don't kill me, don't kill me."    

    

Hu...    

    

When Liao Feng said this, he was basically sure that it was Liao Feng who did it.    

    

After all, if it was someone else, it was impossible for them to be associated with Su Ning's kidnapping all of a sudden. Only those who had ulterior motives would instantly consider this problem.    

    

I let out a long breath and looked at Liao Feng with a pitying gaze. "Do you think that Brother Tao's mouth will be so firm? In order to survive, that guy has already explained everything clearly."    

    

In fact, Brother Tao didn't say anything. I was just trying to trick Liao Feng.    

    

I wanted to confirm it for the last time. After all, although I wanted to kill Liao Feng, I didn't want to kill someone who had nothing to do with this matter.    

    

After hearing my words, Liao Feng's face stiffened. His face turned ashen, as if he had completely given up on struggling.    

    

Looking at his appearance, I'm completely certain that the last person is Liao Feng. That's right.    

    

With this, even if he killed Liao Feng, he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.    

    

"You... You can't kill me. If you kill me, the police won't let you go." With a hoarse voice, Liao Feng screamed.    

    

This was Liao Feng's last struggle. He wanted to use the police to suppress me.    

    

But this kind of struggle was obviously useless.    

    

The cigarette in his finger had a hint of red in it. It was rapidly burning, just like Liao Feng's life.    

    

"Did you know that on the way here, my brothers told me that there is a kind of killing in this world called perfect killing?" I said quietly.    

    

"What do you mean Perfect Killing? It's the kind that you kill people. The police couldn't find any clues at all. Even if they suspected you, there was no evidence at all. "    

    

"For example, it is now a rainstorm and a flood."    

    

"For example, this place is pitch black, with no one around."    

    

"What do you think will happen if I throw you into the river at this time?"    

    

"The sound of thunder and rain can completely cover your voice. Even if there are people around, they won't be able to hear you."    

    

"The rolling river water will tear your body into pieces. Your corpse will be swept into the bottom of the river by the flood, drifting downstream. It might be impossible to find it for the rest of your life. Even if you do find it... The fingerprints on your body will also be washed away by the river. There won't be any evidence left behind."    

    

When we came over and knocked Liao Feng away with the car, Liao Feng's fate was already decided.    

    

This guy is dead for sure. He won't have a chance to live.    

    

Because if we let Liao Feng go now, Liao Feng won't let us go. He will turn around and report to the police, and then attempt to kill someone. This is a crime that will go to jail.    

    

Liao Feng was in despair.    

    

That feeling of being on the verge of death was actually so terrifying.    

    

I stood up and stretched out my hand to grab Liao Feng's neck, preparing to throw him into the surging flood.    

    

At this moment, Sister Xiaolin walked over with a handful of thorns in her hand.    

    

"Little Chen, let me do it." Sister Xiaolin said to me. From the looks of it, she seemed to want to walk over and pierce through Liao Feng's throat.    

    

"No need, I will do it myself." I said.    

    

"Little Chen, aren't you not used to this kind of thing? Let me do it..."    

    

"No, let Little Chen do it." Brother Biao spoke. His voice sounded very serious. He grabbed Sister Xiaolin's shoulder. He dragged Sister Xiaolin back. "This matter must be done by Little Chen. It is about time for Little Chen to get used to this feeling."    

    

"Initially, I didn't want to let Little Chen walk this path, but Little Chen has already been dragged into this. If he wants to live, he must become ruthless enough."    

    

Since he had already taken this path, he could only continue on.    

    

He didn't look back on this path.    

    

Before this, Brother Biao didn't want me to get too involved in this matter. Before this, even if I sent Bloodmassacre's subordinates to the hospital, I didn't kill a single one of them.    

    

But this time, my hands must be stained with blood.    

    

Only after my hands are stained with blood can it be considered a form of growth.    

    

This is the rule of the underworld. Killing is an unavoidable thing.    

    

This path was filled with blood. If you didn't kill, others would kill you. If you wanted to live, you had to make yourself even more vicious.    

    

Especially now, I have something I want to protect.    

    

Humans, because they have something they want to protect, will become powerful.    

    

Humans, because they have something they want to protect, will be injured.    

    

If they wanted to protect everything they cared about, they could only make themselves stronger and crueler.    

    

This was an unavoidable process.    

    

Carrying Liao Feng's neck, I walked step by step onto that old and broken bridge. At this moment, I saw Liao Feng's eyes.    

    

When I killed them earlier, I didn't have the time to pay attention to their eyes.    

    

But now, I finally know what kind of eyes a person would reveal when he was on the verge of death.    

    

Those eyes were filled with intense blood capillaries. There was fear, despair, begging, and the desire to survive.    

    

It is so complicated, so terrifying.    

    

No one wanted to die. No one wanted to die, neither did Liao Feng.    

    

That gaze had an indescribable penetrating power.    

    

Even I couldn't help but shiver when I saw that pair of eyes.    

    

Liao Feng wanted to struggle, but he didn't have the strength to do so.    

    

Something in his eye sockets, whether it was rain or tears, was constantly rolling down his face.    

    

There was also intense resentment.    

    

That intense hatred and resentment makes my heart tremble slightly. That kind of gaze is truly too terrifying.    

    

I never thought that a person's gaze would actually be so terrifying.    

    

My body couldn't help but stop for a moment.    

    

Behind me, Brother Biao, Sister Xiaolin, and Brother Feng were all looking at me quietly. They were all experienced people and knew how unbearable this feeling was.    

    

But at this time, no one else could help me. Only I, myself, could cross this hurdle.