I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

An "inspiration" that can be used to design the way Hu Delin died.

He closed his eyes with an intoxicated look.

This time, the process of the "game" will definitely be more exciting.

Just like the music he just played.

Shen Feng gently put down the guitar, stood up, and tidied his clothes.

His movements were still light, and there was no trace of the murderous intent in his heart.

He turned around and slowly walked to the bar, preparing to make final preparations for the upcoming "performance".

...

At the door of the bar.

The warm wind inside the car contrasted sharply with the wind and snow outside the car.

Xu Kun lit a cigarette, and in the smoke, his voice was a little curious: "Brother Zhang, are you familiar with Brother Shen?"

Zhang Yiyang's eyes looked through the car window, as if he had traveled through a long time: "That guy? We have known each other for more than ten years."

"So long." Xu Kun blew out a puff of smoke gently, thinking: "I can feel that Brother Shen should be a man with a story."

He paused, and asked fiercely: "His wife didn't die, right?"

Zhang Yiyang was amused by this and laughed and scolded: "Fuck you! Captain Zhong said you have a foul mouth, and he is really right."

Xu Kun laughed dryly twice, scratched his hair, and looked innocent : "I'm telling you the truth, I think Brother Shen has a lot of stories."

Zhang Yiyang looked more serious, and he said thoughtfully: "Shen Feng has always been a peaceful person since he was a child. Don't make blind guesses. Besides, his family is very good."

There was a hint of imperceptible worry in his voice: "But come to think of it, I always feel that he has changed a lot this time."

Xu Kun grinned, trying to break the solemnity in the car: "People always grow up! Maybe he thinks you are taking me with you and getting his soda for free!"

Zhang Yiyang glared at him unhappily: "Go to hell!"

The atmosphere in the car was a little more relaxed with the laughter of the two.

But the wind and snow outside the window were getting stronger and stronger.

In the radio in the car, the host's voice was full of urgency:

"Dear listeners, it is expected that tomorrow, Fudao City will usher in a rare snowstorm. Citizens are requested to prepare for prevention and try to reduce going out..."

Xu Kun turned down the volume of the radio, glanced at the increasingly dense snow outside the window, and frowned:

"This snow is coming at a really bad time. I hope our actions will not be affected."

Zhang Yiyang's face gradually darkened.

He tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingers, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something.

"The snowstorm will cover many traces and make many things more difficult."

Xu Kun thought: "You mean..."

"We must be prepared. I suspect that the masked man will take action when the snowstorm comes!"

...

The next day.

In the afternoon, dark clouds covered the sky.

A huge snowstorm that is rare in decades is coming.

The snowflakes first fell like salt particles.

Then, the howling cold wind became stronger and stronger, gradually obscuring people's vision.

Five meters away, nothing can be seen clearly.

The usually bustling streets became deserted and desolate, and merchants closed their doors one after another, hoping that this century's blizzard would pass.

Shen Feng's bar was naturally empty.

He changed into a black windproof coat and carefully clipped the voice changer to the collar of the coat.

Then he put on the hood of the coat to cover his masked face.

Before leaving, he picked up a fist-sized lamp and a small plastic box and put them in his pocket.

"This is an important prop for tonight, hahahaha..."

Shen Feng walked out of the bar from the back door.

Because the snow was too heavy, all surveillance cameras could only capture a distance of about five meters.

So Shen Feng walked swaggeringly on the empty street.

Like a black ghost in this white world.

He walked in a certain direction while dancing in an exaggerated way.

His body twisted, and every movement was extremely crazy, as if he was dancing with the raging wind.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..."

He laughed grimly while dancing.

The laughter was torn apart by the wind and scattered in the vast snow curtain.

...