Walking out of the gate of the traffic police station, the night was already deep.

I was standing on the cold street, and suddenly I found myself unable to move an inch.

The phone has been smashed by me, and Wang Cheng doesn't know where it went.

I was penniless.

In this era of highly developed communications, the loss of my mobile terminal is almost equivalent to returning to the primitive era in a second.

This encounter woke me up again, and I couldn't help but think of the mysterious man.

Does Ren Qiang's death have anything to do with the mysterious man?

Who is the red hair that killed Ren Qiang?

He was watching me all the time, or watching Ren Qiang.

Otherwise, why did Ren Qiang just escape, and the red hair happened to kill him?

I felt a chill down my back.

After three years of surveillance in the Shen family's villa, I still didn't wake up, and I simply thought that as long as I left the Shen family, those methods would not pose any threat to me.

As I said, I've always been an afterthought.

For this reason, I suffered a lot of losses and fell for a lot of fools.

I fell in love, talked about love, got married, and had children under the watchful eye of others, but I didn't know anything about the squalor behind it.

And the eyes behind me, he knows everything about my life.

Whether I'm talking in the living room, or on my marriage bed, grinding with my wife Shen Wan's ears and temples.

Whether it's the warmth and silence with the little nanny in the nursery room, or the indulgent singing in your own bathroom.

Mysterious people, all hiding in those hidden corners, snooping on my life.

Thoroughly, thoroughly, cleanly!

Whether it's my occasional naivety, or my usual gentleness.

It doesn't matter how I speak, or how I do things.

He, the mystery man, probably knows me better than my parents, or even myself!

So I was always in his hands everywhere, driven by him all the time.

It wasn't until today that I dropped my phone by chance, and I really, for the first time, became a free person.

What a sad, ridiculous, painful realization!

But I couldn't laugh.

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, so I am lagging behind everywhere.

I don't know if Shen Ruhai has used the same means to deal with me, or if Shen Ruhai is actually a mysterious person.

It's he's manipulating me behind my back, playing with me, and I don't know anything about it.

Now it seems that Ren Qiang's death could have been avoided by me.

Although I didn't kill him directly, I didn't kill Boyi, but Boyi died because of me.

If I had a little more patience and a deeper understanding of my enemies.

You won't always fall into a passive quagmire and fall behind everywhere.

Let them dare to kill people in front of me blatantly.

However, when they killed Ren Qiang, they obviously wanted to disrupt my rhythm, to make me sit back, to make me have nothing to do, and to make me retreat.

My conscience, my good heart, has not brought my enemies to their knees, but has only brought endless shackles to myself.

I can't think of the struggle with ordinary thinking.

For my enemies have long since bared their fangs with ferocity.

They dared to kill in front of me, and I was still desperately blaming myself for this person's death.

My opponents, they are no longer human, but ferocious beasts, cold-blooded killers, demons of hell.

They have already broken through all the laws of society that I know.

And I'm still here desperately blaming myself! Perhaps it was the influence of the medical family that made me consistent in my reverence for life, which made me unable to let go of Ren Qiang's death for a long time.

I can't punish myself for the mistakes of my enemies, but I can't be stubborn and leave nothing wrong.

There are ways to deal with gentlemen, and there are ways to deal with devils.

I had to fight back, but I couldn't limit myself to using the Conspiracy anymore.

I have to be a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Otherwise, if it's Ren Qiang today, it could be me tomorrow!