Chapter 129 Cry Like a 200-Pound Child

"But you have to see her when you die." Yunlong said honestly.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. In other words, he couldn't die even if he died?

"Uuuu..." Unable to even die, the sad Lin Feng covered his face and cried bitterly.

He is really sad right now.

Miss Yun was so nice and kind, but she died young.

Not only that, but her daughter was actually replaced by that bastard Mo Zhenggang, and suffered for so many years.

Almost killed him now.

And he was hurt to this point by his own stupidity, and he was beaten every day...

The more he thought about Lin Feng, the more sad he became, and he cried like a 200-pound child.

Hao Yansen and the others were stunned, but they didn't expect him to cry like this.

Yunlong crouched beside him to comfort him: "Uncle, do you think you are a man in his 40s, do you need to cry like this?"

"Shan Shijiu..." Lin Feng took the time to answer vaguely.

"What?" Yunlong didn't hear clearly.

Lin Feng touched his tears and answered loudly, "Thirty-nine!"

Yunlong suddenly suddenly said, "So you are only 39, but you are too anxious."

"Woooo..." Lin Feng seemed to cry even more sadly.

"Pfft, hahahaha..." Bailang suddenly laughed out loud regardless of his image, can't blame him for lack of sympathy, it's really funny.

Mo Yun and Hao Yansen couldn't help laughing.

Shang Shi had already blushed.

Hearing their laughter, Lin Feng felt even more sad...

Why is he so sad?

In this way, in Lin Feng's cry and Bai Lang's laughter, the big oolong finally explained it clearly.

Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, Hao Yansen and the others don't need to keep Lin Feng locked up.

Bai Lang also carefully dealt with the injuries all over his body.

Lying on the bed, Lin Feng, who was wrapped in a mummy, could no longer open his eyes.

His eyes were already congested and swollen, and after crying a lot, they were so swollen that he couldn't open them. But he was still staring at Mo Yun hard, and he felt very guilty.

"Miss Mo Yun, I'm sorry, I almost killed you, damn it!"

He didn't know how many times he apologized, and Mo Yun laughed, "It's okay, fortunately everyone is fine, and your injury is not fatal."

"Miss Mo Yun, in order to make up for my mistake, I will kill those who hurt you in the Mo family! Don't worry, I will not let go of all those who hurt you. I will kill them tomorrow!" Lin Feng was full of Killing intent, said firmly.

Bai Lang covered the medicine box and rolled his eyes, "I said Uncle Lin, you should take care of your injuries first. Just like you, Mo Xinyu can kill you."

When it comes to Mo Xinyu, Lin Feng is full of resentment.

"Don't mention that woman! She has been pretending to be Miss Yun's daughter, and has caused Miss Mo Yun to suffer for so many years. I won't let her go!"

"What's your relationship with Ms. Yun?" Hao Yansen, who was standing by the window, asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng naturally didn't dare to hide anything now.

He also talked about his past with Miss Yun.

In fact, the story is very simple. He, who used to be a killer, was almost tortured to death because of a failed mission. It was Miss Yun who rescued him on the way and healed his body.

"At that time, I was covered in bruises and wounds. I didn't get a drop of water for three days and three nights. Even a dog dared to bite me. Just when I was waiting to die in pain, it was Miss Yun who saved me..." Speaking of those past, Lin Feng said: I miss it very much.