I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

Shen Feng smiled with satisfaction.

It seems that sometimes, psychology experts also have psychological weaknesses.

His concern for Zhang Yiyang just now was half true and half false.

Because from the moment Zhang Yiyang mentioned the masked killer, Shen Feng had already thought of a countermeasure.

Now, he was taking advantage of Zhang Yiyang's rest tomorrow and the guilty psychology to play the emotional card, so Zhang Yiyang was determined to drink this glass of wine.

"Then please try it." Shen Feng stood up.

The moment he stood up and turned his back to Zhang Yiyang, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"But then again, you can't drink it for nothing. After drinking, you have to give me some advice."

Shen Feng's slender fingers gently slid through the dazzling array of wine bottles, and finally stopped on a few bottles of uniquely shaped wine.

Zhang Yiyang laughed and moved his sore cervical spine: "No problem, but I can't guarantee whether my advice is useful."

Shen Feng took the wine off and placed it under the bar.

When he lowered his head to tidy up the drinks, a subtle shadow flashed across his eyes.

He opened the refrigerator below and took out the ice cubes. The whole action was blocked by the bar. Zhang Yiyang did not see it clearly and did not look at it.

Then, Shen Feng picked up the cocktail shaker and began to mix the drinks skillfully.

His movements were very professional, as if he had learned systematically.

The ice cubes collided with each other in the cocktail shaker, making a crisp sound.

After a while, the wine flowed into the cup as smoothly as silk, exuding an alluring aroma.

Shen Feng poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Zhang Yiyang with a smile, "Try it."

Zhang Yiyang took the glass and looked at the attractive wine in the glass with interest. He sniffed the wine lightly and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Very fragrant, what's the name of this wine?"

Shen Feng asked back: "Do you still remember the martial arts movie we watched in the video room?"

Zhang Yiyang recalled for a moment and smiled: "You don't want to tell me that this wine is called "Drunken Life and Dream of Death"?"

"Why not?" Shen Feng smiled.

"Then let's live a life of drunkenness and dream of death!" After saying that, Zhang Yiyang raised his head and slowly put the wine into his mouth.

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Zhang Yiyang's expression froze for a moment: "This... this wine is really strong! "

The wine was like a flame, burning down his throat and instantly exploding in his stomach, causing a surge of heat throughout his body.

Shen Feng looked at Zhang Yiyang's reaction, his mouth corners slightly raised, but his eyes were still as calm as water, and said: "Strong liquor is more flavorful. "

Zhang Yiyang calmed down, took another sip, and savored the taste of the wine.

Although the wine was strong, it had to be said that it tasted really good. It was one of the best wines Zhang Yiyang had ever tasted.

After the spiciness, he seemed to taste a complex aroma in the wine, with fruity and spicy aromas.

There was also a kind of... mysterious taste that he couldn't describe.

...

Out in the suburbs, in the midst of wind and snow, a warm yellow light shone through a very simple bungalow.

Yu Junsheng brought a plate of freshly cooked dumplings and placed it on an old wooden table covered with oil stains.

The dumplings gave off heat, and the wooden table was already a little patina.

He took out a small bowl, put a few dumplings in it, placed it across the table, and whispered, "Eat it. "

Yu Junsheng is a sinner.

Even he thinks so.

Yu Junsheng is less than 50 years old this year. He wears glasses, has a slightly hunched back, and his dark face is covered with frost.

Ten years ago, when he was still a "gangster", he participated in the suppression of a family.

Ironically, later, Yu Junsheng was imprisoned for other crimes.

Perhaps prison is a place where people can calm down. After the reform, Yu Junsheng actually realized his mistakes.

Realized how much harm he had caused to others .

After being released from prison, Yu Junsheng, who had been rejected everywhere, could only work as a loader at a dock.

He lived in poverty and hardship, smoking the cheapest cigarettes and living in the most dilapidated house.

Whenever it was late at night, he would always think of that family - the Shen family.

He would cry, and sometimes even slap himself hard.

He began to believe in various religions.

He prayed constantly every day, hoping to atone for his sins.

But...some things happened and they happened, there was no room for redemption, and no chance to regret.

"Eat, eat."

Yu Junsheng looked at the opposite side of the table infatuatedly, as if he saw the family of four.

He would commemorate his past mistakes in this way on every festival.

Dong Dong Dong -

Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door.

Yu Junsheng was stunned, and his expression looked quite unexpected.

NowIt was already late at night, who would come to his side at this time?

He got up suspiciously, put on a shabby coat, and came to the door.

"Who is it?" Yu Junsheng asked through the door.

"Come to see you." A calm voice came from outside the door.

"Look at me?" Yu Junsheng was puzzled, could it be a former cellmate?

He opened the door, and the wind and snow suddenly hit him.

Standing outside the door was a strangely dressed person.

He was wearing a navy blue coat and a strange smiley mask on his face.

The smile on the mask looked particularly eerie and terrifying on this windy and snowy night.

He was tilting his head and staring at Yu Junsheng.

"You are..." Yu Junsheng was even more confused.

On New Year's Eve, such a weird person appeared like a ghost in this dilapidated bungalow area.

He also claimed to come to visit him. Yu Junsheng couldn't figure out what was going on anyway.

The moment he saw Yu Junsheng, the eyes hidden behind the mask flashed with cold murderous intent.

Although it was short, it was deadly enough.

"Yu Junsheng, right?" The evil ghost who wanted to take his life came.

"Yes, you, who are you? Do we know each other..."

"Of course." The masked man's tone was calm, without a trace of ripples.

"You..."

The masked man interrupted Yu Junsheng's words, and he tilted his head and asked back: "Do you still remember the Shen family ten years ago?"

Yu Junsheng's body shook violently, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained. His legs softened and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Then, Shen Feng hit the right side of his neck with a knife...

...