I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

The night was cut into pieces by the rustling snowflakes.

Zuo Nan, who heard this voice, felt a chill that penetrated his bones.

"Who are you?" He asked calmly, trying his best to maintain his composure.

"Hahaha... Mr. Zuo, I'm a ghost." The teasing voice seemed to come from the abyss, with a creepy playfulness.

"I don't have time to play this boring game with you." Zuo Nan frowned.

"No, I believe you have it." Shen Feng chuckled, and that laugh seemed to be a ridicule that saw through everything.

"Mr. Zuo, as far as I know, you are helping a big shot to launder money, right?"

Zuo Nan's pupils shrank instantly, and his heart tightened instantly: "You are threatening me." His voice unconsciously became a little more solemn.

"Mr. Zuo, you don't want to be discovered by Mr. Wolf that you embezzled so much money, right?"

Shen Feng's words were like a sharp sword.

Zuo Nan's heart sank, and his face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out: "You should know the consequences of threatening me."

Shen Feng smiled slightly: "Well, we can give it a try. I can know your secrets, which means I may know more. Are you willing to take a gamble?"

Zuo Nan's facial muscles twitched fiercely, as if he was about to get angry, but he finally compromised: "What do you want?"

"Play a game."

"Game?"

"A game for only the two of us."

Shen Feng smiled and said: "Now, let the irrelevant people leave, and then officially start the game. Of course, you have the right to refuse, but I will directly blow your head, or let Mr. Wolf know everything you do."

Zuo Nan laughed disdainfully: "Blow my head, here?"

He seemed to have heard a joke.

"What else?" Shen Feng asked back.

Zuo Nan sneered: "Do you think I will believe these boring things of yours..."

"You are wearing a black suit and a black jacket. Now, you are answering the phone with your left hand and your right hand is in your trouser pocket. Am I right?"

Zuo Nan was shocked and subconsciously raised his head and looked around in panic.

As far as the eye can see, there are only pedestrians laughing and talking, immersed in the joy of the festival. There is no trace of suspicious people.

Under the lights of the Christmas tree, snowflakes are flying, soothing the city.

"Don't look, you can't find me." Shen Feng smiled strangely: "Now, let everyone leave and start our game?"

After that, he added: "If you don't want to be shot in the head by a sniper rifle."

"Heh, sniper rifle? Stop it, this is..."

Bang!

Before Zuo Nan finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly broke through the night sky.

The robot electric toy outside the newsstand exploded into countless pieces in an instant.

The pedestrians around the newsstand were so scared that they screamed.

Zuo Nan's cold sweat flowed down all of a sudden, and he felt like a thorn in his back.

Shen Feng said coldly: "Next time you don't listen, I will hit your left ear, then your right ear, and finally your head. Mr. Zuo, I hope you will cooperate!"

Zuo Nan quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

The other party was in the dark and probably had a sniper rifle in his hand.

And his identity was mysterious, and he knew his secrets. It seemed that he had no choice for the time being.

Zuo Nan quickly waved to his lover and bodyguard, signaling them to leave.

However, Zuo Nan also kept a watchful eye. He secretly winked at the bodyguard, indicating to ask for support.

Soon, the bodyguard, the lover, and the old man in the newsstand all left.

Zuo Nan sat down in the newsstand, but calmed down: "Friend, tell me your purpose, what do you want? Money or power?"

"I don't want any of them, I just want to play a game with you."

"What game?"

At this time, Shen Feng was standing on a rooftop, wearing a navy blue coat and a mask.

Under the falling snow, his back was cold and lonely.

He held a mobile phone in one hand and a monocular in the other, observing Zuo Nan's every move with interest.

"Now, right where you are sitting, right under your feet, there is a box, open it."

Zuo Nan did not dare to act rashly, so he could only open the box as he was told.

Under the slightly dim light, Zuo Nan saw a white smiley mask lying quietly in the box.

A wig was attached to the mask.

"Mask? What do you mean?"

"Put it on." Shen Feng ordered: "Of course, you can still choose not to wear it, but I can't guarantee what will happen."

Zuo Nan hesitated, and his heart was struggling fiercely.

Wearing this mask is like entrusting his fate to this mysterious person;

If he doesn't wear it, the unknown danger makes him dare not try it easily. In the end,

he gritted his teeth, and finally put on the mask, and the long wig fell down, covering his original hairstyle.

"I've put on the mask, what do you want?" In the newsstand, Zuo Nan endured the strange looks of passers-by.

He felt like a commodity in a glass window, for people to watch.

"Hahaha, this mask is quite suitable for Mr. Zuo!"

"Friend." Zuo Nan warned: "Jokes should be kept in moderation, otherwise, I don't know what will happen."

"Oh, then I should try to make a call now! I wonder if the mysterious gentleman is willing to listen to your story."

"You..." Zuo Nan seemed to be deflated immediately.

"Don't be angry!" Shen Feng comforted softly: "Okay, let's start the next part of the game."

"There is a Bluetooth headset in the wig of the mask. Put it on and hang up the landline phone in your hand."

Zuo Nan reached out and touched it. Sure enough, there was a small Bluetooth headset in the wig of the mask.

After hesitating for a while, Zuo Nan put on the headset and hung up the landline phone.

"Haha, Mr. Zuo is a smart man." Shen Feng's voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

At the same time, he also hung up the phone in his hand and took out a gray black-and-white screen mobile phone from another pocket.

The person the gray phone was talking to was the Bluetooth headset.

"I have done what you asked me to do now. Can I end this farce?" Zuo Nan said dejectedly.

He really hated the feeling of being controlled by others.

But now... let's not talk about the sniper rifle.

His lifeblood is in the hands of the other party.

Shen Feng did not answer, but grinned and said: "Don't worry, as long as Mr. Zuo cooperates with me, I will never kill you, nor will I tell your secret to others."

"So, next, please wait patiently."

Shen Feng's tone was gentle, as if he was comforting a naughty child.

But the eyes hidden behind the mask revealed deadly teasing and cold murderous intent.

He blocked the microphone of the gray mobile phone with a piece of cotton, then took out another mobile phone and skillfully dialed the number he had called many times.

Soon, the call was connected and Zhong Haiyang's voice came from the other end.