Gao Ning The smile on his face disappeared, and the energy in his body suddenly exploded, wanting to resist.
But in the face of absolute power, all bells and whistles have no effect.
John grabbed the fat monk by the back collar and smashed him down.
There was a loud bang and mud flew.
Gao Ning was deeply embedded in the ground and passed out immediately.
Dou Mei was shocked and turned pale. Just when he was about to emit that weak pink mist, John didn't even look at it, but slapped him with a sonic boom in his backhand.
Dou Mei didn't even make a sound. He flew out and hit a thick pine tree, sliding down and making no movement.
At the bottom of the mountain road, Xia He, who had been hiding in the dark to observe, saw that the situation was not good and ran down the steps.
But Lynn had been on guard against her for a long time.
He predicted Xia He's retreat, and at the moment when the pink figure rushed towards her, he stepped sideways to pass her palm, and struck her hard on the back of the neck with a clean neck-cutting knife.
Xia He groaned and fell limply on the steps.
When Shen Chong woke up from those two seconds of visual confusion, he only felt a tightness in his neck.
John's iron-like hand had already caught his throat and lifted his feet off the ground.
The whole process from Lynn seeing through the illusion to Four Madmen being annihilated took no more than five seconds.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from the end of the mountain road.
Rongshan arrived at full speed with several Everywhere Express employees. Seeing the four Quanxing executives lying on the floor, several employees' eyes almost popped out of their heads.
As the four people were subdued, the depressing atmosphere in the air disappeared.
John casually threw Shen Chong to the Everywhere Express employee who ran over, then turned and flew back to Lynn.
Lynn slowly let out a breath of turbid air held in his chest.
Four Madmen was taken away, and the handover process was smooth and smooth.
A gust of wind blew by, and a bottle of mineral water with its cap unscrewed was handed to him.
"Were you feeling uncomfortable just now?"
Lynn took a sip of water, looked at John and asked.
"A little."
John turned around and looked at the scenery at the end of the mountain road, "I suddenly felt irritated for no reason and felt that you were taking too much care. But as soon as the idea came out, I felt something was wrong. It was not my idea at all."
However, what Lynn said next shocked John.
"You said that on purpose, right, John."
John was silent.
He originally planned to blame all the harsh words just now on the evil methods of Gao Ning and Dou Mei, and wait until he finds a suitable opportunity to talk to Lynn slowly in the future.
Unexpectedly, Lynn saw through his thoughts at a glance.
The escort vehicle on the mountain road has already driven away, and the surroundings have returned to quiet.
John turned around and looked at Lynn standing on the steps.
"The impact is real."
John looked into Lynn's eyes, his voice was low and candid,
"The evil fire that suddenly appeared in my heart just now was indeed caused by that fat monk. I shouldn't have spoken to you in that tone, let alone said that I didn't need your nagging. That was not my sincerity."
Lynn did not interrupt him and listened quietly.
John paused. "But there is one thing that I have really wanted to talk to you about for a long time."
"When we grow up, we can share things for you. This is what I have always wanted to tell you."
John raised his eyes, "But this does not mean that we think you are too meddlesome."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?" Lynn took a sip of water.
"I don't know how to speak."
John looked at the winding mountain road ahead and told the truth,
"Ever since you woke up, I noticed that you have been busy. You said don't worry, and you actually recognized our strength in your heart. But your body reaction cannot deceive others. As long as there is any trouble, your subconscious actions still want to protect everyone behind you, and you wish you could keep an eye on the scene of everything."
Lynn paused for a moment and did not refute.
"I want to advise you to take a break and tell you that you can leave the burden to us."
John turned his head and looked at Lynn's side face with a serious look on his face.
"But I'm afraid that when these words come out of my mouth, the taste will change, just like in the formation just now. It sounds like I dislike you, like I'm pushing you away."
John stopped and stood in the shade of the tree looking at Lynn:
"What I fear most is that you have been sleeping for ten years, and when you wake up, you find that we can do everything by ourselves, and you feel that you have become a superfluous person in this family."
Lynn His heart was shocked. After a while, he sighed and walked to the stone steps next to him and sat down.
"I know you are very strong now. You are no longer the little brats you were back then who needed me to wipe your tears."
John walked to him and stood next to him. "I know you know it in your heart. You have never really locked everyone in the Manor."
"Then it's over."
Lynn twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to gently drop the topic.
"Lynn, what are you afraid of?"
John stared into Lynn's dark eyes.
If it is said that in the previous conversation with Shen Chong, Lynn figured out that the children have grown up now and do not need him to worry about it, it is enough to protect him.
So now, what John has revealed is the self that Lynn himself is unwilling to admit.
The knot in my heart has been lifted.
But what John wants to know is what ties the rope into a knot.
He wants to solve the problem at its source.
The autumn wind blew through the mountain road and picked up a few fallen leaves.
Lynn lowered his head and stared at the water bottle in his hand for a long time.
After a long time, Lynn gave a helpless smile, and his voice was as soft as talking to himself,
"I'm just afraid."
John waited for a while.
Lynn did not say any more.
John sat down next to him.
"If you don't want to say it, just don't say it yet."
Lynn turned his head and glanced at him. Someone was passing by on the mountain road, and the sound of conversation gradually faded away.
After a while, Lynn finally spoke.
"Let me tell you something personal."
"Okay."
"When this man was a child, his family had quarrels every day."
Lynn looked at the steps under his feet.
"His parents later divorced. His mother was no longer at home, and he followed his father. Not long after, his father got married again."
"Later, he went to live with his grandparents."
He spoke very quickly, and several years passed in a few words.
John did not interrupt.
"Actually, it's good to stay with your grandparents. Someone will take care of your meals and school, and someone will answer your questions when you get home."
Having said this, Lynn stopped.
"But the old man is old."
"Later, my grandparents were gone too."
John turned his head, Lynn still lowered his head.
"He went to high school and lived on campus for three years. He is alone, has a boring personality, and has few friends. Some people like to pick on bullies like this. They know that there is no one behind him, and no one will stand up for him when trouble occurs."
"No one cares?"
"Maybe someone has taken care of it." Lynn twitched the corner of his mouth, "But he has to go back to the dormitory after school."
"Sometimes I feel wronged and want to talk to someone. I pick up the phone and think about it, but I don't know who to call."
"Later on, I got used to it. If I had to hold something back, no one would listen to me anyway."
Lynn seemed very busy, tightening and loosening the bottle cap, and then tightening it again.
"What happened to him?"
"I went to college and became a primary school teacher after graduation."
Lynn's tone was slightly lighter.
"He's not very good at dealing with adults, but he's okay with children. He always thinks that the child has been wronged, and if he is willing to come to him, he must at least listen to what he has to say."
"You can't go home and no one will listen. When you get to school, no one will listen."
John looked at him and did not answer.
"Later, there was a child in the class. His parents got divorced and his grades dropped drastically."
Lynn stopped and watched a couple walking away with their child on the mountain road.
"The kid probably couldn't even sit still in class, and how could he care to listen, but his parents didn't think so. The two of them were having a quarrel at home. After the quarrel was over, when they saw their grades dropped, they ran to school together to find the teacher."
"They blame the teacher for not teaching well?"
"Hmm."
Lynn lowered his head and smiled, but there was no smile at all.
"Hearing those words, he wanted to say a few words for the child. The more he spoke, the more he couldn't help it, and finally he had a conflict with the parents."
"Later I couldn't stay in the school anymore, and my teaching certificate was revoked."
John frowned.
"What about the child's parents?"
"I don't know."
Lynn finished speaking and was quiet for a few seconds.
"He originally thought that when he grew up and had a job, he could always do something for others."
"In the end, I couldn't even take care of myself."
"It's not his fault."
John's voice was very low.
Lynn's hand movements stopped for a moment.
"I know. But if it is put on his own head, he may not understand it."
"During that time, he had no one to say these things to, so he could only hide them in his heart."
"What happened next?"
Lynn did not answer immediately.
The mountain breeze blew in front of the two of them, and he took a deep breath of fresh air.
"Later, he went to the roof to face the sunset and wanted to talk to the evening breeze."
John suddenly stopped moving.
Lynn looked down at the bottle in his hand, which was wrinkled.
"That's all the story."