I betrayed you, my crime is unforgivable. If you want this life, you can take it anytime.

But they are just trying to make a living and have nothing to do with our grudges. Please let them go."

Seeing his good attitude, Wu Lao Hu agreed, "Okay, I can let them go." He looked at the people on the ground, "You lackeys, get out of here!"

Everyone hesitated and didn't move.

Lu Feng glanced over and said, "Let's go."

Then everyone got up and ran away stumblingly.

"You leave too." Lu Feng looked at Ma Zi at the door.

Ma Zi hesitated and turned around.

Wu Lao Hu put down the wooden can and poured him a bowl of wine. "We are father and son. Before I send you off, drink one more bowl of wine with me. After you finish this bowl of wine, the father-son relationship between us will be severed!"

Lu Feng picked up the wine and raised it above his head, "Godfather, I am unfilial. I can only repay your kindness in the next life."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Wu Lao Hu sneered and picked up the bowl. "I've taken your life. No matter the favors or grudges, we've settled them. There's no need to talk about the next life."

Lu Feng put the bowl on the table, and while Wu Lao Hu was drinking, he grabbed the wooden stick on the table and hit Wu Lao Hu in the chest without hesitation.

With a bang, blood splattered everywhere.

The bowl in Wu Lao Hu's hand fell heavily onto the table, spinning several times before stopping. He pressed his bleeding chest with one hand and pointed at Lu Feng with a trembling hand, "You..."

Shocked, surprised, and incredulous.

Once again, he was deceived by this kid's illusion.

"Godfather." Lu Feng clenched his fists and pointed at him, a smile as warm as the spring breeze on his face, "You're right about one thing. I never considered you my father. How can someone like you who has done so many bad things be worthy of being my father?

You adopted me, provided me with food and clothing, and let me live a prosperous life, but in your heart, you didn't treat me as your son at all. I was just a wooden gun that you could use to hit whatever you wanted.

I have done so much for you over the past decade or so, and I have already repaid what I owe you.

Your hands are stained with the blood of so many people. I am just seeking justice for those innocent people who died in vain.

I didn't intend to kill you myself, but you came to me on your own, so don't blame me."

God gave him a chance to live, but he didn't seize it and instead went looking for death. So he would fulfill his wish!

Wu Lao Hu's eyes were bloodshot, his face was swollen to the color of liver, and he gnashed his teeth, "Little... "

"I don't care what you think of me. Whether I betrayed you or killed you, I have a clear conscience." Lu Feng pointed at his head with his wooden cannon. "Go to the underworld and slowly pay for your sins."

After he finished speaking, he fired the shotgun again.

The bullet passed through his head. Wu Lao Hu could no longer make a sound. He fell straight to the ground with his eyes wide open.

With a bang, dust flew up into the air.

He opened his mouth, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and his red eyes were filled with tears of regret.

If he had known this would be the outcome, he would never have come back to find Lu Feng.