I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

There are people in this world who are mediocre and even notorious in their own countries.

However, once they set foot on foreign soil, they seem to be coated with a layer of golden light and become the most eye-catching existence.

It seems that their dark skin is a noble mark that distinguishes them from ordinary people.

Carl is like this.

When he was in his motherland earlier, he was a thief who specialized in petty theft and robbery.

But when he smuggled here, his fate quietly changed, as if he ushered in a new life.

From a shady smuggler, he gradually gained a foothold in this foreign country. Not only did he integrate into the upper class with years of "hard work", he also established connections with powerful alliances.

Since then, his life has changed drastically and become extremely luxurious.

Perhaps for some people, the moon in foreign countries is rounder.

Many women either took the initiative to throw themselves into Carl's arms, or were lured into bed by his sweet words.

Not long ago, an innocent female subordinate was raped by Carl after being drunk, and photos were taken as a threat.

The girl could not bear the humiliation and jumped from the 30th floor, ending her young life.

Carl felt no guilt for this.

That heart had long been filled with black, just like himself.

Carl woke up slowly, and the headache from the hangover did not affect his neat movements at all.

"Baby, wait for me to come back at night." He patted the tear-stained woman beside him with sleepy eyes.

The messy bed still had the tears and despair of the woman he had lured last night.

But he ignored it and got up lazily.

After washing and having breakfast, he picked out an expensive suit from the closet.

He smiled at himself in the mirror.

Then he swaggered out of the bedroom.

Walking through the living room, there were discarded wine bottles and used syringes on the ground.

He stepped over nonchalantly and left the house.

He got into his luxury car.

With the engine roaring, he drove to his workplace in the city.

In a good mood, he controlled the steering wheel while humming an unknown song.

However——

The sword of judgment is already hanging high.

Just as he passed a remote and deserted road, a man in a coat and a hat suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped the car.

Although Carl was lawless, he didn't dare to kill someone in broad daylight.

"Fuck!" After cursing in a low voice, Carl stuck his head out of the car window and said in not very standard Chinese: "Are you looking for death? Get out of the way!"

However, the other party seemed to not understand and was indifferent. He just walked towards him slowly step by step...

A few minutes later.

"Who are you?" Carl sat in the driver's seat in horror, controlling the steering wheel.

Just now, the mysterious man subdued him in just a few seconds.

At this moment, the hooked dagger in the hand of the mysterious man in the back row was tightly hooked on the skin of his throat.

As long as he pulled hard, he could cut Carl's throat.

"What do you want? Money? I can give it to you." Carl tried to negotiate.

With his life in the hands of others, Carl's voice trembled slightly, and his former arrogance had long disappeared without a trace.

However, all he heard was the other party's cold response: "Don't talk nonsense, turn right at the intersection ahead, and drive according to my instructions."

"Otherwise, I will kill you immediately!"

The mysterious man exerted a little force on his hand, and the sharp dagger pierced Carl's skin slightly, oozing blood.

Carl had no choice but to do as he was told.

In the morning sunshine, this luxurious car was heading towards a dilapidated place...

...

Morning market.

Shen Feng was still standing in that quiet corner, smoking.

He was wearing the hood on his coat, covering most of his face.

No one would notice that inside his hood, an old Nokia black-and-white screen mobile phone was taped with transparent tape, right next to his ear.

At this time, Shen Feng had already dialed the number that symbolized order.

Shen Feng exhaled a puff of smoke and activated the voice changer hidden in his collar.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Everyone, long time no see, good morning!"

His voice on the phone seemed to be drowned out in the bustling morning market, and no one noticed.

Everyone was busy with their own livelihoods, so who would pay attention to a man smoking in a corner who seemed to be normal?

...

"Everyone, long time no see, good morning!"

Shen Feng's processed voice echoed in the ears of Zhong Haiyang and others.

Even just hearing this voice made everyone unconsciously clench their fists.This voice is a shame for everyone in the task force.

Zhong Haiyang winked at the technician in charge of positioning next to him, and then responded in a deep voice: "What tricks do you want to play?"

Shen Feng chuckled and said slowly: "I just came to inform you."

"Karl, male, 39 years old, currently the manager of Candy Angel Company."

Xu Kun, who was standing by, was slightly stunned when he heard the name "Karl", and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

Karl.

It seemed that he had seen this news a few days ago.

Shen Feng continued: "But you don't have much time!"

Zhong Haiyang clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "Asshole, what are you going to do?"

Shen Feng seemed to have not heard it, but instead chatted as if he was deliberately looking for a topic: "Captain Zhong, there are a lot of things recently, right? You guys are not having a good time here."

Zhong Haiyang gritted his teeth and was about to explode, but Zhang Yiyang suddenly picked up the phone.

With a somewhat excited smile on his face, he said to the other end of the phone with a smile: "Good morning, dear friend!"

"Oh? Who are you?" Shen Feng asked knowingly.

"I am Zhang Yiyang. I am very interested in you. Maybe we can chat." Zhang Yiyang's tone was relaxed, as if he was talking to an old friend.

Shen Feng smiled and said: "Officer Zhang, it seems that you have a much better temper than Captain Zhong. It's not good to be angry, hehe..."

"How about we play a game?" Zhang Yiyang asked back.

"Oh?" Hearing the word game, Shen Feng's voice became obviously excited.

Zhang Yiyang said: "If I catch you, you have to tell me all your thoughts without reservation."

"It seems that Officer Zhang is very confident." Shen Feng chuckled.

"What else?" Zhang Yiyang asked back.

At this moment, Shen Feng suddenly seemed to react to something and quickly cursed: "Cunning guy."

Beep beep beep--

The phone was hung up directly.

At this time, the technician next to him said: "Captain Zhong, we have located him. He is in the central street of Huimin Morning Market."

Zhong Haiyang's eyes were stern, and he immediately called the team members: "Set off in two groups, one group goes to the morning market, and the other group contacts Karl! We must not let him commit crimes under our noses!"

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed and prepared to act.

However, Xu Kun stood there with a tangled expression, but he did not want to act.

"Xu Kun, what are you in a daze?" Zhong Haiyang scolded in a low voice.

"Boss." Xu Kun took a deep breath and asked a question that did not match his identity.

"Boss, do we really want to... protect that scumbag Karl?"