The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Before Feng Ju could finish speaking, Feng Mu interrupted: "No, I have promised my classmates that I will go to work at the incineration plant in two days."

Feng Ju frowned and sneered as he was about to refute.

Didi.

A text message came from his phone, urging him to return to the team. He was just patrolling and happened to pass by today and went home to get some changes of clothes.

"I've eaten out, and I'm a little tired. I'm going back to my room to rest. From now on, I will give half of my monthly salary to my family, don't worry."

Feng Mu had no intention of quarreling with Feng Ju. As for handing over half of his salary, he did not want to intensify the conflict and completely anger Feng Ju.

That would be unwise and not beneficial to my current living situation. Just think of it as repaying the room and board for three years of borrowing this body.

When he is able to pay off the debt, it will be the day he moves out. He believes that day will not be too far away.

After Feng Ju lowered his head and replied to the team, he was about to teach Feng Mu another lesson, but saw that the latter had already gone back to the house by himself, and the bedroom door was half closed.

Feng Ju's face twitched and he cursed: "You traitor, you don't obey discipline even if you don't have the ability."

Wang Xiuli quickly comforted her: "Okay, okay, you are not in a hurry to return to the team, let's talk about it after a while."

Feng Ju suppressed his anger and gave a few words of advice: "You should keep an eye on him at home. He has been less likely to go out at night recently. There has been trouble everywhere recently. A group of dangerous elements from an extremely evil organization have also infiltrated into the ninth district."

Feng Ju hurriedly gave a few instructions. Before leaving the house, he glanced at the graduation certificate on the coffee table.

Crumpled.

Wait, wrinkled?

Something's not right, it's not the graduation certificate, but Feng Mu seems to be different from before.

Feng Mu stood behind the bedroom door, closing the door for a moment, then slowly closing it again.

"Extremely evil organization, dangerous elements, could they be..."

Feng Mu lowered his head, and his dark eyes reflected the daily reminder - [The current inheritance progress is 1%, the reward has been sent, please check it! ]

A ridiculous and horrifying guess appeared in Feng Mu's mind: "It can't be the courier sent by the organization to deliver the goods to me~"

Feng Mu shuddered hard and prayed in his heart: "Don't deliver it to your door, damn it!!!"

He walked to the window and opened the curtains. He looked at the narrow alley where sewage flowed, and the figures coming and going. Suddenly he felt that everyone was acting sneaky and looked suspicious.

They all look like extremely evil criminals hiding among the crowd.

Um.

My identity is also one of the lurking ones.

Feng Mu knew that he was a little suspicious, but hey, the uneasy premonition in his heart was inexplicably strong.

"I'm still too insecure, so I can only practice and upgrade." He thought.

Feng Mu closed the curtains, turned on the computer, clicked on the video, followed the command, and soon became immersed in selfless gymnastics.

Tired, boring, painful but fulfilling.

The muscles and bones groaned during the pulling, the muscles dripped with repetition, the bones deformed during the swallowing of iron, and time flowed with the hour hand, round and round.

The movements and stretches are still not in place, the posture and body shape are still difficult to standard, and the stiff and solidified fascia has not been improved.

However, during the slow movements, the air occasionally made a muffled sound, which was very weak. It was covered by his rough breathing, and Feng Mu did not notice it.

That is the ferocious roar that the bones are making at the world through the skin and flesh.

[Iron Eater: Level 1]

[Edible iron: 1]

[Extractable metal properties: 1]

[Currently tested edible iron - ordinary pig iron, edible content 10.5%. ]

[Characteristics learned:? ? ]

Soon.

Faster.

Today's growth is 4.2%, which is faster than yesterday and almost double the first day's growth.

"Day after day, without interruption, the fatigue will accumulate every day, so the daily consumption will also accumulate, causing the consumption to increase faster day by day."

Feng Mu lay paralyzed on the bed, his whole body falling apart in unbearable pain, but his mouth was grinning happily.

"For others, fatigue and pain are debuffs that are best removed through rest, but for me, I hope that the debuffs can be stacked up endlessly."

The coolness on the chest has eroded from the xiphoid point to the surrounding areas, spreading from a finger length to several ribs, and even the air exhaled is tinged with a bit of coolness.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, Feng Mu went to bed.

In the dream, all the bones in his body pierced through his flesh and turned into a cold iron helmet covering his whole body, leaving only a pair of dark eyes exposed.

He was killing and there was blood everywhere.

The policemen in uniforms were surrounding and killing him one by one, and Feng Ju was among them, roaring in fear and rage, angrily accusing him of turning into a monster.

Suddenly, his chest suddenly sunk, cracked and deformed into jagged and sharp jagged teeth, and his head bloomed into a petal shape.

He died and turned into a ferocious corpse.

Feng Mu Nu opened his eyes, and what he saw was the gray ceiling, not the furnace burning the corpse.

"Grass, a plant."

Feng Mu picked up his phone and glanced at the time, 08:33.

After sleeping for more than 4 hours, my sleepiness was driven away by nightmares.

"I don't have to go to school today, and I'm not in a hurry to go to the incineration plant today. So, today, I can practice from morning to night without wasting a single second."

Feng Mu's eyes were bright, and he was looking forward to it. He would not be delayed by schoolwork and trivial matters, and would devote all his time to practicing digestion, and how much his food consumption would skyrocket.

First, you have to go out and buy iron beads.

If I don’t check any inventory, there will be less than 2 kilograms left.

"I originally thought it would last for four days, but it turned out it was only enough for two days. It's really exciting and annoying at the same time." Feng Mu quickly dressed and went out.

I went to a new grocery store, spent all the remaining money, and replenished my iron storage to a little over 5 pounds.

Go home and practice.

Apart from going to the bathroom and bringing food into the house, Feng Mu never opened the door again.

Wang Xiuli stood at the door, listening to the long-drawn beat of "one, two, three, four" in the house from morning to night, her expression a little solemn.

"Didn't everyone give up on the college entrance examination and graduate?"

"Why are you still doing gymnastics?"

Wang Xiuli tried to knock on the door several times but gave up. Finally, she took out her mobile phone and sent her daughter a text message.

[——Brother You seems to be a little crazy. He locked himself in the room and did gymnastics for a day. You have time to go home and comfort your brother on the weekend. ]

A key martial arts class in the first grade of No. 8 Middle School.

Several girls with pretty looks and confident eyebrows were chatting together, and Feng Yuhuai was among them.

Relying on his excellent character, good looks and sweet mouth, Feng Yuhuai quickly integrated into the circle within two days of being promoted from the ordinary class, and seemed to be becoming a central figure in the circle.

"That's awesome, Yu Huai. You don't know that our martial arts coach is usually very fierce. He looks like a stinker to everyone. I didn't expect to praise you in two classes in a row, with a smile as big as a chrysanthemum."

"Do you think that Yu Huai and Zhang Xi are both martial arts seeds hand-picked by the coach? They have the best bones and are the envy of us mortals."

"Tuyan, I'm not as good as you say, I'm still far behind."

Feng Yuhuai smiled softly, stroking the ends of her hair with her fingers, her beautiful eyes full of pride and brightness.

Suddenly, a beeping sound came from the mobile phone.

Feng Yuhuai took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the message. His slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a trace of melancholy appeared in his bright eyes.

"What happened?" Lu Yazhi asked with concern.

Feng Yuhuai's tone was a little irritable: "My brother is having a seizure at home again. My mother is worried and wants me to go back and take a look."

"Ah, Yu Huai has a brother?"

"Who is it? Is he in our school? Yu Huai is such a genius, so his brother must be very good too, right?"

Several female students were chattering with curiosity on their faces.

Feng Yuhuai shook his head and presented the information on his cell phone to everyone in an elegant manner. He sighed quietly: "My brother has no talent. He has a sensitive personality and low self-esteem. He often makes his parents unhappy."

"Ah, that's it. It must be hard for Yu Huai to have a brother like this." Lu Yazhi comforted her thoughtfully.

Feng Yuhuai raised his head, swung his ponytail, and said with a smile: "So, I have to work harder and get ahead. I am not only burdened by myself, but also by the expectations of my parents and a brother who is holding me back."

"Wow, Yuhuai is so mature."

"As expected of Yuhuai, I really hope Yuhuai is my sister."

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