On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

However, before he could finish, Lin Feng slapped him in the face: "Fool, you don't really hope that this Sun Club will make you or your family soar to the sky, do you?"

Chen Zirui's face burned with anger after Lin Feng casually exposed his secrets. Lin Feng's scornful smile stung his pride, "So what? It's not shameful. Don't you know that many celebrities and politicians in Country M are members of the Sun Society?"

"Stupid."

Lin Feng sneered and said, "Haven't you heard the old saying that those who are not of my kind must have different hearts? Why would he call you if he didn't want to use you? Give me your father's phone number later and I'll call him. If he can't do it, just practice a small account. Your account is useless."

At this point, Chen Zirui also calmed down. Taking a deep breath, he said calmly, "Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you don't think you can control me and be safe, do you? To tell you the truth, my driver is currently at the hotel you previously owned. If he can't contact me tomorrow morning, he'll immediately call the police. By then, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings."

Chen Zirui forced a faint smile and advised earnestly, "You said that we don't have any deep hatred between us, and the previous conflicts have been resolved. Why bother to sacrifice each other's future for such a small matter? If I were you, I would let me go now, and then I would pretend that this matter never happened. Don't worry, I won't do anything to Miss Charlotte again..."

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Chen Zirui trembled as he spoke. However, before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Lin Feng interrupted him with a loud slap: "I didn't expect you to be so ugly, but you have beautiful thoughts."

Originally, Chen Zirui was a deep-minded and proud person. Moreover, after learning the identity of the Sun Society, his heart began to swell infinitely.

After being beaten repeatedly by Lin Feng, he was instantly defeated: "Lin Feng, you have to understand that this is the real world, not that crappy show. What good will it do you to kill me?"

Lin Feng grabbed Chen Zirui's chin and sneered, "No, buddy. Are you okay? If you hadn't kidnapped my employee, would this have happened? Now you're blaming me and making it my fault. Besides, it's not like I didn't leave you a way out. It's just that you're greedy and want to be a whore and pretend to be a saint."

It is no exaggeration to say that the humiliation Chen Zirui has suffered in his entire life is probably not as much as today.

For a moment, his emotions were somewhat broken. He pointed at Lin Feng's nose and said with a trembling voice: "You——"

"What's wrong with me? Am I wrong? You don't want to die, and you still want to stay in touch with the Sun Society. How can there be such a good thing in this world that you can take advantage of it all?"

Chen Zirui's face flushed, and he simply threw the can and said, "It's no use saying any of this. If you have the guts, just kill me!"

"Why should I kill you? Besides, even if you die here, it has nothing to do with me!"

Although he said this, Lin Feng took advantage of Chen Zirui's inattention and quietly tied up his hands and feet.

"Generally speaking, you rich people are all mentally ill. Having some quirks is understandable. For example, tying yourself up and starving yourself to death—that kind of idiotic behavior, to you well-fed, idle second-generation rich kids, isn't that performance art?"

Even though his heart was in his throat, Chen Zirui still refused to admit defeat.

He believed that as long as he persevered, he would have a chance of survival. More importantly, as long as he lived, his future would be infinitely bright.

Soon, his ambition overwhelmed his inner fear.

Even though he was shivering with cold, his voice still held a hint of rebellion. "If you've got the guts, do it. I've enjoyed my life enough, and I've had all the fun I could have. But you're different. You're a rising star. Is it worth it to sacrifice your entire future for my worthless life?"

"How many times have I told you? Even if you die at my hands, I'm sure I won't reveal a single clue, or even let anyone discover anything."

Before Lin Feng could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burst of laughter from the other party: "Lin Feng, I think you've gone crazy on this show, right? Can you still tell the difference between a show and reality?"

As he spoke, he burst into laughter again, but the next second, his voice stopped abruptly.

He stared at the scene in front of him, his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Because, Lin Feng, who was originally complaining about him crazily, turned into himself in the blink of an eye.

Yes, the young man in front of him not only looks exactly like him, but even his figure seems to be carved from the same mold.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Zirui finally accepted this reality and stammered, "Lin...Lin Feng, how did you do it?"

It's no wonder he was so surprised. After all, just a few days ago, Lin Feng had to go to Zhonghai's internet celebrity incubation center to find a talented makeup artist just to look like Huang Xu. Now he can completely transform into another person in an instant. Even if he were to learn on the spot, he couldn't learn so quickly, right?

Moreover, he saw the scene clearly just now. Lin Feng had no time to put on makeup. So how did he do it?

Of course, Lin Feng couldn't tell him that this was a reward from the system, because at this time, he had to maintain a sense of mystery.

Only in this way can we bring him enough fear.

He slowly changed into the clothes Chen Zirui had worn when he arrived. Then he slowly sat down next to Mr. Chen. Gently patting his already frozen face, Lin Feng said with a half-smile, "Mr. Chen, if I leave now and go to the hotel to swap shifts with your driver, do you think anyone will be able to find out that your death is related to me?"

Before Lin Feng could finish his words, Chen Zirui gathered all his strength and began to struggle frantically. However, how could he, who had always lived a life of luxury, break free from the constraints of this thick hemp rope?

After a while, he collapsed on the sofa like a dead fish, breathing heavily. As time passed, a foul smell of urine slowly rose from the sofa.

Lin Feng suddenly felt nauseous and subconsciously walked towards the door: "You are already an adult, and you are still doing this..."