I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

The next day.

At 7:30 pm, Dong Liancheng woke up from his short-term rental house without windows to the sound of a noisy alarm clock.

Dong Liancheng is not tall, but quite strong.

In the cold winter, he was wearing only a black vest in his rental house, with dragons and tigers tattooed on his arms.

This place is located in the village in the city, dilapidated and poor.

Even this short-term rental house still records the ID number of the tenant in handwriting.

But this also gave him a lot of convenience.

After investigation, he learned that the police would only come to check these handwritten ID information every six months or several months.

So he spent 200 yuan, got a fake ID and moved in.

For people like him, life is basically hopeless.

But he has a "lofty ideal", he wants to make money to sneak to northern Myanmar.

Although it is said that it is a hell, Dong Liancheng doesn't think so.

He feels that with his fierceness, he can definitely stand firm in that place, after all, he has killed people.

At worst, he could be a chief thug in a certain park, and his life would be happy.

But he had no money and no opportunity.

But now, the opportunity seems to have come.

It can only be said that some people are stupid, some are bad.

And some people are both stupid and bad.

After eating a bowl of the cheapest ramen at the ramen shop downstairs, he went to Baiyang Street.

It was eight o'clock in the evening. At ten o'clock every night, the workers at the garbage dump would collect all the garbage.

He still had two hours.

After arriving at the trash can on Baiyang Street, Dong Liancheng pinched his nose and began to search.

While searching, he cursed: "Damn, why hide it in such a ghost place?"

After searching for several minutes, Dong Liancheng finally found a sealed black package below.

But he didn't notice that there was a pair of playful eyes staring at him in the dark.

After finding the heavy package, he no longer stayed, holding the package in both hands, quickened his pace and disappeared into the cold street.

At the dark corner, Shen Feng walked out slowly, his playful eyes watching the sturdy figure disappearing at the end of the street from afar.

"It's going so smoothly."

For people like Dong Liancheng, it is often the easiest to control.

He has a handle and a clear demand.

Therefore, as long as the right medicine is given, he can become part of the plan without knowing it.

Dong Liancheng returned to the rental house without stopping, and before he could catch his breath, he couldn't wait to open the black package.

There were a full 80,000 yuan in old banknotes in cash, 100, 50, and even 20.

But Dong Liancheng didn't care about these, as long as he could spend it, who cares whether it was new or old?

In addition, there was a hand-drawn map, which looked like a theater or something.

In addition, there was a small package with a note on it saying not to open it easily.

A noisy mobile phone ring rang, and Dong Liancheng took out the old and cracked copycat phone and saw that it was the number from yesterday.

He could not wait to answer the phone: "Pang... This mysterious gentleman really keeps his word!"

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Dong Liancheng, watch your words."

Dong Liancheng knew he had said something wrong, and he laughed dryly and said: "For the last time, for the last time."

"Well, have you received everything?"

"I have received it, hehe." Looking at the 80,000 yuan scattered on the bed, Dong Liancheng's eyes lit up.

Soon, he will receive the remaining hundreds of thousands of yuan and get rid of this life of living from today to tomorrow.

"Very good, you have taken my money, there are benefits, but you also have to fulfill your obligations."

"Of course, I understand, tell me, what do you want me to do? By the way, what's the matter with this map? And that package?"

Shen Feng said: "That map is the map of Songhe Drama Theater, you should familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible, I need you to sneak into the drama theater before 8 o'clock on Sunday night..."

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Dong Liancheng nodded repeatedly: "Well, okay, I understand, I understand."

"Okay. Got it. Wait for my good news!"

...

Isolated Island Bar.

After Shen Feng hung up the phone, he walked out of the lounge, but saw an "old friend" who hadn't seen him for a few days outside the bar.

It turned out to be Liu Zhen. (Liu Zhen didn't know Shen Feng's true identity)

At this time, Liu Zhen changed from his previous decadence, and his complexion seemed to be much better.

Although he could still feel his low mood, fortunately he was no longer in pain as before.

But deep in his eyes, there was always a touch of cruelty that was not easy to detect.

In a few days, he has completely transformed.

From a father who lost his daughter,Became a cold-blooded and brutal killer.

However, Shen Feng still had some tests for him.

"Brother Liu Zhen, I haven't seen you for a few days." Shen Feng greeted Liu Zhen with a smile.

"Well, I have been preparing for Xiaoyu's funeral these days." Liu Zhen whispered.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living must continue to live." Shen Feng comforted softly: "What to drink? Or beer?"

"Well."

Shen Feng poured a glass of beer for Liu Zhen, and deliberately asked tentatively: "Brother Liu Zhen, have you heard that Karl is dead?"

Liu Zhen's hand holding the beer glass paused slightly, and then gritted his teeth and said: "He deserves it!"

Shen Feng nodded secretly with satisfaction. Liu Zhen's reaction was very natural, and his disguise was very real.

Whether it was his eyes, expression, or tone, it was impossible to doubt that Karl's death was related to him.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Shen Feng asked.

"Me?" Liu Zhen's eyes showed a hint of confusion, but no one knew whether he was really confused or deliberately showing this confusion.

"What else can I do? I have nothing left, so I'll just live one day at a time!"

After saying that, Liu Zhen gulped down a glass of wine.

The lights in the bar were still dim and psychedelic.

...

A few days later, the weekend finally arrived.

Due to the extremely hot topic of the Masked Killer, the entrance of Songhe Drama Theater can be described as a sea of ​​people.

On the huge billboard at the entrance, there were stills about "Masked Killer".

In the photo, the heroine Wei Xue stood on the stage with gorgeous lights, and a beam of light shone from the top of her head, making her outline clear.

Below were a few blood-red words "Dance of Death, Starts Tonight"

Many people came under the poster and took photos.

There were also many fanatical fans of Wei Xue who tried to buy second-hand tickets or scalper tickets at a high price at the door because they couldn't buy tickets.

However, no one noticed that in the noisy environment, there was a short but strong man with a mask.

Over the years, Dong Liancheng has been relying on stealing to make a living.

No one would have thought that a sturdy man with dragon and tiger tattoos would be a thief.

After careful calculation, Dong Liancheng sneaked into the backstage of the performance according to the map printed in his mind.