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

I burned 4 corpses this morning, but they were not shipped.

The atmosphere during the burning of the corpse was duller than usual. Neither of them spoke much, as if they were hiding their thoughts.

Wang Jian pursed his lips several times, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end the words that came to his lips were swallowed back in his throat. He ran to the door to smoke and fiddle with his cell phone in silence.

Feng Mu glanced at Wang Jian's back with a gloomy look, and he didn't have a chance to ask what he was thinking.

Who did Wang Jian betray, could it be me?

I was negligent when I punched him that day, and I did gymnastics in the incineration room for the past two days. Was it abnormal in his eyes?

Luo Ji, Tao Fei, Sun Yi, and Wang Jian, the only thing we have in common is that we all dropped out of school. We can't figure out what the basis for the Green Wolf Gang's suspicion is.

But in short, I am doubtful.

Feng Mu looked at the corpse in the flames, suddenly sneered, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It would be great if a living person could open his chest like the corpse and reveal the secrets in his heart."

Under Ershi's gaze, Feng Mu calmed down and began to do gymnastics.

In the afternoon, it was a rare leisure time. There were no evil corpses or human corpses. Feng Mu did gymnastics alone, while Wang Jian went to the polluted area to accompany his father.

get off work.

Passed by 47.

The same situation as the previous two days, Feng Mu stopped for a moment and saw a cigarette-smoking man named Huang Mao. He held up the list and looked at him for a few times before walking quickly towards him.

"Wang Jian didn't lie to me, I'm on the list."

Feng Mu didn't wait for Huang Mao to approach, quickly pedaled his bicycle and turned into the alley next to him.

Huang Mao cursed and spat thick phlegm on the ground, but did not catch up. It was more likely that he felt there was no need to rush to catch up today.

Feng Mu turned out from the other end of the alley. Instead of rushing home, he rode for 20 minutes to 978 Street.

The reason why it is called 978 Street is because it was the headquarters of the 978th ​​Survey Corps.

Now, the 978th ​​Survey Corps has moved to a new station. This area has been abandoned for a while, and then some rag pickers and scavengers moved in.

More and more people gathered, and a shantytown was built. Then some small businesses and hawkers gathered, and more and more people gathered. Over the past few years, this street developed.

There are short iron buildings, messy shantytowns, overgrown shops, and hair-washing rooms all over the alleys, beckoning customers.

And just like in the Young and Dangerous movies, each gang will occupy a territory in form.

This form is not protected by law and is not written on the property certificate, but is carved on a knife or fist to force the merchant to pay rent, commonly known as protection money.

What does protection fee mean?

It means that I will protect you from me after receiving the money.

798 Street is the territory occupied by the Green Wolf Gang.

Feng Mu rode in, neither too fast nor too slow, scanning the street casually.

Restaurants, small shops, shampoo rooms, video halls, bars, and dance halls have no planned layout. They focus on a location where you want.

The headquarters of the Green Wolf Gang is a bar, which occupies the best location. There are colorful light boxes hanging on the wall. The aesthetics and name are very cliché, but it is more eye-catching. It is called Blood Rose.

Feng Mu didn't dare to get close. He glanced at it from a distance and then rode away.

He had a good sense of direction and did not take the original route. Instead, he passed through the shantytown and left through another exit.

Because there is no planning, the shanty town is like a maze; and because there is no planning, you can find an opening anywhere in the shanty town to get out.

Go home, eat, and do some gymnastics.

It's 2 o'clock in the morning.

It ended two hours earlier than before, and the settlement screen froze on the retina.

[Iron Eater: Level 1]

[Edible iron: 1]

[Extractable metal properties: 1]

[Currently tested edible iron - ordinary pig iron, with an edible content of 38.2%. ]

[Characteristics learned:? ? ]

"An increase of 4.1%, which is not enough to completely cover the left arm, oh, not the left arm, but..."

Feng Mu let out a sigh, but his left arm did not feel the fresh coolness, because the coolness followed the tail bone and quietly touched the base of his right leg.

Feng Mu stretched out his hand to touch the base of his leg. A hint of coolness penetrated his skin, and Qin's little brother shivered.

Feng Mu took two steps in the bedroom and could clearly feel that his right leg was stepping on the ground more solidly, while his left leg was light and fluttery. His whole body's center of gravity unconsciously shifted to the right, as if he was lame.

Feng Mu adapted for a while and then managed to regain his focus.

Putting on black clothes, black trousers, a mask and cap, and hiding a folding dagger in his trouser pocket, Feng Mu slowly opened the bedroom door, closed it with his backhand, and quietly left the house.

The corridor was pitch dark. Feng Mu walked down the stairs with one foot deep and one foot shallow. His posture was weird.

It was late at night, and there were naturally few street lights in the old and broken community. The buttocks in the upper city were also completely dark. Feng Mu, who was dressed in black, limped and blended into the darkness.

Without riding a bicycle, the sound of the wind driven by the wheels was too loud and not as concealed as the steps taken in the darkness.

There was no one on the road. Occasionally he caught a glimpse of a few figures in the distance, but Feng Mu avoided them in advance.

At 03:14, Feng Mu stood behind the trash can at 798 Street.

Half of the street is dark, but there are bright lights at intervals. They are light boxes that breathe in the night, red, blue, and green, exuding the temptation of desire.

Feng Mu hid in a dark corner and looked coldly at the woman posing under the lamp.

The woman was dragging a fat man to the shampoo room with great effort. The man's head was buried in the woman's chest, and the woman's eyes were staring at the man's wallet, with greed intertwined in their eyes.

The hair salon seemed to come alive at night, turning into a heavily made-up demon, swallowing the man and woman who smelled of meat into their stomachs.

The curtains in the window were drawn, and two men with fat faces walked out of the door, squatting at the door to smoke, and occasionally making obscene laughter.

They were looking at the curtains, and Feng Mu was staring at them.

04:41.

The extinguished light box, the cigarette butts on the ground, and the third shadow looming among the two shadows on the ground with their arms around each other.

….

My name is Ma Wei, 24 years old.

I don’t remember much about my childhood, but I remember that when I was 7 years old, the bitch left me and my dad and ran away with someone else.

My dad was a street sweeper, he had no skills and a bad temper, he beat me when he drank, and hugged me and cried when he woke up.

I don’t blame him, because he gave me a meal, I just hate that bitch, I think when I grow up, I will find that bitch, cut off her head and take it home.

When I was 10 years old, my father died.

According to the police station, he was stabbed to death when he had an argument with two hooligans who were throwing bottles while sweeping the streets in the early morning.

I was not sad, but I felt that his death was a coward, and no one would give me food in the future.

Empty civilians could not buy cemeteries, and I had no money. I did not take his body back. I think his body should have been burned with the garbage.

At the age of 11, I did not have to go to school, so I went to pick up garbage.

It was difficult for one person to pick up garbage that could be exchanged for money. Those organized scavengers would occupy the garbage dump, and the wild dogs digging for corpses would also show their teeth at me fiercely.

I was alone, and it was difficult to rob others.

At the age of 12, I met Brother Tong, who was two years older than me, and we picked up garbage together.

At the age of 13, two people were stronger than one person. We joined forces to smash the wild dog to death with bricks and ate its meat. It was so delicious.

However, we still couldn't rob those scavengers, and most of the time we couldn't eat enough. Once, a child in clean clothes handed me a piece of bread.

I shared it with Brother Tong, and after eating, Brother Tong and I were even hungrier.

The next day, we blocked the child on the road and robbed his schoolbag. Haha, we ate very well that day.

Later we robbed a few more times, but unfortunately, the child disappeared later. Brother Tong and I were very angry.

At the age of 14, Brother Tong pulled in two more children.

We were not as strong as the scavengers, but we were fierce enough, so we robbed a trash can and we could occasionally eat enough.

At the age of 15, Brother Tong said he didn't want to pick up trash all his life...

PS: Ma Wei is an important NPC

Brother Meng, you must read the new book during the period, and the friends who keep the book remember to come up and turn the page to the last page every day.

Qidian now only talks about reading after reading, and reading after reading is the lifeline of a book.

This book is definitely not eunuch, but reading after reading is good, so you will be passionate about writing, and the text you write will be interesting, right!

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