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

The bright and righteous path is the road paved for geniuses, and it can lead to death;

If you are a loser, you have to find another way and do something crooked.

This is not called cowardice, this is called opening up a new track, and it is the strategic wisdom of unicorns.

then,

Feng Mu threw the secret book of [Crane Claw Kung Fu] on the bed, sat down on the chair, held an iron bead in his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand was cracked, and a bone finger stretched out.

If my fingers can't hook the iron beads, I'll use my phalanges to hook them.

The fingers are smooth and stress-free. There is nothing we can do about it. Human fingers are such inconvenient things.

The phalanges are different. They can be shaped as concave as you like. Anyway, the phalanges that Feng Mu broke out of the flesh can be molded.

Can't hook the iron beads with your fingers?

Simple, there is a groove in the joint!

The groove doesn't stick and easily falls off and slides out?

Simple, the bone surface has convex and irregular lines, like anti-skid tires. If not, a long circle of barbs around the groove will do.

To get started with the normal practice of [Crane Claw Kung Fu], you need the foundation and understanding. You need to practice hard over and over again, sum up experience, and form muscle memory, until you can train your five fingers into iron hooks, and finally imitate the essence of the crane claw.

Feng Mu doesn't need to do this. With the [Plastic Embryo] here, he doesn't need to imitate. He can directly shape it into crane claws, or even eagle claws, cat claws, or strange-shaped claws.

He can perfectly bypass the various martial arts requirements of [Crane Claw Technique].

All he needs is a little knowledge of physics, a little imagination, and a little patience for fine craftsmanship.

"I'm afraid it would be more troublesome for me to get started with other martial arts, but [Crane Claw Kung Fu], hum, I can eat you to death, do you believe it?"

Feng Mu muttered to himself, his arrogant mouth looked like an evil villain.

[Crane Claw Skill]: "..." The Patriarch's coffin board can no longer hold it down.

Hold the iron bead, stick it to the bone, use your mind to make grooves, carve anti-slip marks, grow barbs, and then insert the iron bead into it with a click.

"Try it." Feng Mu walked back to the iron basin and hooked hard.

The finger hook tightly bites an iron bead, which is so stuck that it cannot fall out at all.

Feng Mu looked at it for a while and tried a few more times, making subtle adjustments to the shape of the finger bones like a craftsman.

Each of the ten fingers has a different force angle, so each one has to be adjusted while experimenting.

Although there is no need for tools such as hammers and files, Feng Mu can just use his thoughts, but adjustments also require mental effort.

The most important thing is that the bones don't seem to be so obedient. If it's just a groove, it's easy, but if you want to surface fine textures on the concave wall, the difficulty suddenly rises tenfold.

Feng Mu can understand. After all, [Plastic Embryo] is only white at this stage and still has huge growth potential.

Moreover, it is more than enough to deal with [Crane Claw Skill].

Four hours later, Feng Mu finished carving the ten finger bones in sequence.

He stood in front of the iron basin again, confident: "Hooking is not a problem. The most difficult step has been solved. The only thing left is not to make the wrong hook, and to control the strength so as not to affect the surrounding iron beads."

Swinging arms, waving hands, finger hooks passing by, like a dragonfly touching the water.

The surface of the basin was motionless. Feng Mu turned his fingers and saw an iron bead quietly embedded in the hook.

Feng Mu dug out the iron bead, bounced it gently on the basin surface, and counted: "One success."

Originally, the accuracy of the hook and the control of the strength were also extremely difficult, but because Feng Mu was not distracted by the hook and bite, the difficulty of the remaining two things also plummeted.

It's like shooting with a gun. You originally had to bear the reaction force, but now there is a device to help you bear it. You only need to focus on aiming and pulling the trigger.

Can you still miss the target?

Become a gunner in a minute~

1 time, successful.

2 times, successful.

3 times, successful.

4 times, successful.

5 times, failed!

Well, there is still some distance between him and the perfect gunner.

The fifth time you failed, according to the requirements of [Crane Claw Kung Fu], you have to clear the count and start counting again, which is outrageous.

Unfortunately, counting is a hurdle that cheating cannot get around.

Feng Mu lowered his head and looked at the time on his phone: 3.27 01:17.

Before I knew it, it was 1 o'clock in the morning, and there were three unread text messages on my phone.

——Big brother, I proposed to Brother Bin today that I want to go with him, and Brother Bin agreed.

——Brother Bin asked people to continue investigating the people on the list, and further narrowed the scope through oral confessions. Brother Bin highlighted some more people in it. I counted, and there were about 50 people left who needed to be followed up and investigated.

——This afternoon, a gang leader came and said he wanted to search the bar. Brother Bin asked him to search the bar. Later, Boss Zheng came and was very angry and reprimanded Brother Bin.

After reading the message, Feng Mu thought: "Ma Wei moved very quickly, but that's not right. It should be said that Ma Bin wanted him to come closer. After all, it is safest to keep the person who silenced him under his nose."

"Have we narrowed it down to 50 people? Since the circle is not based on suspicion, the confession investigation is just a pretense. Am I in this circle?"

Feng Mu naturally wouldn't think that Ma Bin would target him, and Ma Bin didn't recognize him.

However, under the guise of chasing the murderer, Ma Bin acted very well, and it was inevitable that he would trap some innocent people in to cover up his real goal.

It's a bit like a certain type of serial murderer. You think the number of people he kills are all random. In fact, he randomly expands the number of murders to hide the only specific target and the true motive for the murder.

What Feng Mu was worried about was that he would click on his back and become a random target in the circle.

It is true that he is the real murderer, but it is also really unfair to be retaliated by the Green Wolf Gang in this way.

Feng Mu stared at the third text message for a long time and sent two text messages to Ma Wei.

——Send me the list.

——Are Ma Bin and Zheng Si on good terms? Ma Bin is tracking down the murderer. What is Zheng Si doing recently?

Putting down his phone, Feng Mu walked back to the iron basin.

The finger hook cut through the air again and again, rubbing the surface of the basin, succeeding again and again, and then being interrupted by failure and starting over.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon, it was 4 o'clock in the morning.

Feng Mu could clearly feel that the entry difficulty of [Crane Claw] had been beaten to the floor by himself, and success was just around the corner.

"The maximum number of consecutive successes is 81."

Feng Mu let out a long breath and felt the malice of "hitting the target every time". This kind of strict requirement for zero mistakes in repetition can really easily make people explode.

It is different from the mental explosion of not being able to see any light due to poor physique. This is the mental explosion of being bathed in light but always having a shadow lingering.

The former is a pot of rat shit without soup, while the latter is a rat shit ruining the whole pot of soup.

It is not a pot. Feng Mu has started from scratch 119 times, averaging 1.5 minutes each time. If he does it again, he wants to do it 120 times.

The 120th time, failed, and was interrupted when his little finger touched the surface of the basin at the 67th time.

Feng Mu exerted force with his fingers, squeaking and deforming the iron beads, and then stuffed them into his mouth, swallowing them like chewing the flesh and blood of his enemies.

"Sleep, you paralyzed, if your liver doesn't die, then die."

Tomorrow is Sunday, Feng Mu decided not to sleep, he will fight to the death with [Crane Claw Kung Fu], and fight until dawn...

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