I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

Zuo Nan, whose spirit had been tortured to the point of collapse, almost subconsciously reached out to take out his cell phone.

However, just as he put his hand into his pocket, a "bang" sound suddenly came from the newsstand.

This sound was extremely abrupt.

But like a fuse, it quickly triggered a series of chain reactions.

Bang! Bang!

Bang!

Three gunshots echoed under the snowy sky on Christmas Eve.

It broke the peaceful night.

The first shot was fired by Zhong Haiyang, hitting Zuo Nan's arm.

The second shot was fired by one of the snipers, hitting Zuo Nan's chest!

The third shot was fired by the police officer at the scene, still hitting Zuo Nan's chest!

According to convention, the police should try to avoid directly killing the suspect in this situation.

Just as Zuo Nan put his hand into his pocket, a loud noise came from the newsstand.

The loud noise was mistaken for a gunshot.

Zuo Nan's action was also mistaken for drawing a gun.

At that time, everyone's nerves were as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, ready to fire at any moment.

When Zhong Haiyang heard the "gunshot", his brain almost subconsciously issued a command to shoot.

His finger instinctively pulled the trigger and shot at Zuo Nan's arm.

He wanted to stop the other party from drawing the gun first.

But he ignored the order of all this.

The sniper, in a highly nervous state, locked his eyes on Zuo Nan and mistakenly thought that the loud noise was Zuo Nan shooting at Zhong Haiyang.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet went straight through Zuo Nan's chest.

At the same time, a police officer at the scene was stimulated by this series of changes and lost his usual calm judgment.

He fired immediately, and the bullet hit Zuo Nan's chest again.

The sound of gunfire echoed over Xingyao Square, forming an extremely strong contrast with the tranquility of Christmas Eve.

Mixed with the falling snow, people feel a chill and despair.

Zuo Nan's body stood there in a daze, as if he could not believe his own ending until his death.

His eyes were empty.

Then he fell on his back with a bang.

In Zuo Nan's sight, the falling snowflakes were shining through the lights, like a bright starry sky.

It was so beautiful!

For the first time, he discovered that death was such a "wonderful" thing.

However, soon, a cold voice dragged him into the endless dark abyss, making him feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Mr. Zuo."

A bone-chilling voice came from the headset.

The voice asked a question that was familiar and unfamiliar to him: "Do you think people have an afterlife?"

"If so, you are welcome to come and seek revenge on me, hahahaha..."

The moment the call was cut off, Zuo Nan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body seemed to collapse instantly as if a mountain was in it.

He remembered this sentence!

Ten years ago...

It was the boy ten years ago!

Zuo Nan's soul suddenly trembled violently.

He, is back?

Do people... really have an afterlife?

Or, is he really a ghost?

Is this retribution?

Zuo Nan looked at the falling snowflakes, and his consciousness gradually fell into the bottomless abyss, returning to endless nothingness.

In the square, Zhong Haiyang stood in place, with the gun in his hand still emitting green smoke.

The moment Zuo Nan fell to the ground, he saw clearly what Zuo Nan was holding.

It was not a gun, but just... a mobile phone.

The phone displayed the incoming call page.

At this time, the clock struck twelve at midnight.

Christmas, it's here.

Above the snowy sky of the city, brilliant fireworks bloomed, colorful.

The thin snow fell on the ground, like a layer of burial clothes, covering the city.

Zhong Haiyang suddenly felt a chill.

He vaguely guessed that he seemed to be... deceived.

At this time, other members of the task force and police officers also rushed over.

Everyone walked towards the body together, and among them, Xu Kun's expression was particularly complicated.

Is it relief? Is it regret? Is it relief?

No one can tell, including himself.

Cai Xiaoming took off the mask with a white smiley face.

When he saw the face with unwillingness, everyone was stunned.

Is this... Zuo Nan from Nantian Group?

How could he be here?

What is going on with all this?

"We were fooled." Zhong Haiyang said sadly.

He picked up the ringing mobile phone in Zuo Nan's hand, as if he had used all his strength to swipe it, answered the call, and trembled to put it to his ear.

Sure enough, the next moment, the familiar voice came into Zhong Haiyang's ears.

"Congratulations to Officer Zhong for killing the murderer, ah? Hahahaha..."

This time, Zhong Haiyang was not out of control, not angry.

He no longer had the strength to be angry.

"One"You arranged everything, right?" Zhong Haiyang asked in a tone of near despair.

"Hehehe... How was it, Officer Zhong, was the performance tonight wonderful?"

"Mad man." Zhong Haiyang shook his head and said, "How many more people do you want to kill?"

"A lot, a lot." Shen Feng said with an intoxicated look on his face, "Captain Zhong, you will never understand how good this feeling is."

"I will catch you." Zhong Haiyang whispered.

As if he was talking to Shen Feng, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"Wait and see," Shen Feng smiled, "But, Captain Zhong, you must be mentally prepared."

"Because..."

Zhong Haiyang asked, "Because what?"

"Because if that day really comes, it's time for you to face trial."

Beep beep beep...

The call was cut off, and Zhong Haiyang frowned, thinking about the ambiguous words just now.

"Boss." Cai Xiaoming called, "Here, there is a Bluetooth headset. "

He took the earphones out of his wig.

Zhong Haiyang looked at the earphones tiredly and said nothing more.

Under the flying snowflakes, no one spoke.

Everyone vaguely guessed the purpose of the earphones.

The masked man's goal was not just Zuo Nan's life from the beginning.

It was also to make everyone fall into this state of confusion and self-doubt.

The entire Xingyao Plaza fell silent, leaving only the Christmas music echoing in the snowflakes and everyone's heavy breathing.

And the masked man, like a ghost hidden in the depths of darkness, watched all this quietly and silently.

On the rooftop in the distance.

Shen Feng took a half step back, put one hand on his chest, and stretched the other hand elegantly to the side, slowly bowing in the falling snow.

"Everyone, Merry Christmas. "(Merry Christmas)

Then he turned around, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

…

Christmas Eve is no longer peaceful, and this night is destined to be an extraordinary night.

While the police force was busy, three masked figures sat face to face in the dark room.

Wolf, fox, tiger.

The three masks looked at each other.

"It seems that it is coming for you?" The fox looked at the wolf with interest, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"What are you going to do?" The tiger asked.

"I will kill him." Mr. Wolf sneered, and he moved his body.

"Did you find out his identity?" The fox asked.

Mr. Wolf shook his head: "At first, I thought it was someone from the Shen family ten years ago, but... There is no one left in the Shen family, so it can't be them."

"Who would it be?"

"I also want to know." Mr. Wolf said thoughtfully: "I will use my method to lure him out."

"Do you need help? "The fox asked.

"No, my helper will be back soon."