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

When Feng Mu woke up in the morning, he received several text messages.

The text message was sent by Ma Wei, and the sending time was close to early morning: 06:17

The text message content is very exciting.

——Big brother, many brothers from the Green Wolf Gang died last night. It seems that Brother Bin asked them to go to the black market to do something. As a result, they all died. Their bodies were found under a bridge.

——Qian Hao, Brother Bin’s confidant, died particularly miserably. When he was brought back, half of his heart had been chewed out.

——Big brother, you will never guess what it is chewing on. It is ants. The chest is full of ants and ant eggs.

——It is said that I heard from the doctor in the gang that Qian Hao might still be alive when half of his heart was chewed out. Hahaha, that made me laugh. I think the doctor should take a look at his brain. What do you think, boss? ?

Feng Mu suddenly lost all sleepiness.

He read the text message twice more, extracted the key information, and integrated it with what he already knew, and finally came to the following inference.

First, Qian Hao was sent by Ma Bin to collect black cores from the black market.

Second, the black marketeers who collect black cores are extremely cruel and definitely not ordinary warriors.

Ordinary warriors do not use ants to eat people's internal organs, but they can also kill people by eating half of their hearts. This is obviously torture to extract confessions, and the method is very professional.

Third, Qian Hao is just a gangster, so he will definitely not be able to withstand the torture and will definitely sell Ma Bin.

Fourth, the more cruel the black marketeers are, the more certain they are that there is a secret behind the black core, and this group of people will definitely target Ma Bin next.

Of course, this secret is definitely not called Yin Sha Jiu Nether E Ni Resent Iron. This should be a secret that only he who owns the system has.

Heihe has another secret, but the result is the same. The purpose of this group of people conflicts with Feng Mu.

When Feng Mu thought of this, he was half depressed and half happy.

Frustrated, this group of black marketeers is not simple, and Ma Bin may not have the upper hand against them. The plan to use Ma Bin's hand to create a black core has basically failed in half.

Fortunately, I never went to the black market with Wang Jian, nor did I foolishly go to this group of people to reverse-purchase Black Core.

Otherwise, good or bad luck will be unpredictable.

As for whether one can survive after half his heart is eaten away, is there anything strange about that? Of course it is possible.

"Unless it breaks half of my heart all at once, [Crazy Blood] may not have time to react and I will die, but if it is left to be eaten bit by bit by ants, then [Crazy Blood] will definitely be able to hang my life. The more you hang, the harder it will be." Feng Mu thought to himself.

He thought further: "But I can only hang on to my own life, not others. Using this as a reference for comparison, this group of black marketeers show a higher level than me currently."

Feng Mu came to the conclusion very rationally: "For the sake of safety, I won't be interested in the black core in their hands for the time being."

The remaining doubt is, if Ma Bin can't stand it, will he betray himself?

The bad news is that Ma Bin will definitely betray himself;

The good news is that Ma Bin's picture of me is that of a cripple seeking revenge for love.

It has nothing to do with Feng Mu, so that’s fine.

When Feng Mu was thinking like this, Ma Bin seemed to have some idea and called him.

It was Hong Mao's cell phone. They had agreed to use this cell phone to communicate.

Feng Mu listened to the noise in the living room. Wang Xiuli should be preparing breakfast in the kitchen. He plugged in the earphones and answered the phone. His voice became hoarse: "Hey, what's going on?"

Ma Bin asked the younger brothers to go out. He didn't think it was disgusting. After carefully checking Qian Hao's body several times, his face gradually became serious, and then he dialed Hongmao's cell phone.

"Are you cheating on me?" Ma Bin's first sentence was a rude question.

Feng Mu said calmly: "What are you talking about?"

Ma Bin sneered: "All the men I sent to the black market died in extremely miserable conditions. The group of black marketeers who collected black cores should not be at the level of black marketeers."

Ma Bin didn't look down on the black market, but the fact was that in the "resource control cycle" system built by Shangxiacheng, the black market was the sewer.

There may be some controlled products circulating there, but they are definitely not high-end.

The businessmen who survive in the black market may be cunning and cruel enough, but they are definitely not evil enough, because the businessmen who are really evil are all cloaked in the guise of legality.

Whoever hangs out in the black market should open a shop openly and accept customers.

Ma Bin's words were a bit convoluted, but Feng Mu could understand. He admired Ma Bin in his heart for being so sharp, and he immediately smelled danger.

Feng Mu pretended to be shocked and remained silent for a few seconds before explaining: "I didn't trick you. I didn't know that those black market businessmen were not simple."

Ma Bin sneered: "So, you use me to test them?"

Feng Mu was a little embarrassed, he did have such bad intentions.

Without waiting for Feng Mu to argue, Ma Bin added: "A group of troublesome and dangerous guys have deliberately disguised themselves as black marketeers and stayed in obscurity for many years. They obviously have a big conspiracy, and now they can no longer pretend."

Feng Mu: “Well, it’s thanks to you.

Ma Bin was furious: "They will definitely target me, so tell me, what secrets does the black core hide?"

Feng Mu remained silent. He didn't know what secrets Heihe had hidden.

Ma Bin gritted his teeth and threatened: "If you don't tell me, then when they find me, I will have to turn you in."

Ma Bin didn't know the appearance of the person on the other end of the phone, but he thought he had some key clues, such as the cripple, the 47 middle school student, and the close relationship with Wang Wei.

He was sure that as long as he investigated ruthlessly, he would be able to find out the other party's true identity. In other words, if he gave this information to the black marketeers, the result would be the same.

So, Ma Bin thought his threat was meaningful and very important.

Feng Mu was not willing to break up for the time being. He sighed, as if he was forced to do so, but he was unwilling to reveal everything. He only uttered one key word: "Evil Sacrifice!"

Ma Bin's eyes lit up, and he obviously thought of something.

Feng Mu praised his quick wit. The system's evaluation of him was correct. He was indeed very good at lying and making the fake look real.

He said: "I don't know much more. I can only tell you that the black core is related to a certain evil sacrifice."

Feng Mu stopped there, and then both ends of the phone were silent.

Feng Mu was silent because he could only be silent. Why Ma Bin was silent, Feng Mu didn't know.

After a while.

Ma Bin's voice came out of the microphone again: "I understand."

Feng Mu: "...."

No, buddy, what do you understand? Can you elaborate on it? I'm super curious. The riddle man will not die well.

Feng Mu felt itchy in his heart. He really wanted to know what Ma Bin had imagined, so that he could learn from it when he lied in the future.

Ma Bin did not satisfy Feng Mu's curiosity. He changed the subject and said, "In that case, the black cores must be removed from the things you asked me for."

Feng Mu was considerate: "Okay."

Ma Bin made another request: "I am here to trouble you. If they come to me, you have to help me."

Feng Mu grinned and laughed sincerely: "Of course, since we are cooperating, we must help each other. Don't worry, I am the most righteous in my actions."

Ma Bin snorted and hung up the phone.

Only ghosts believe in the righteousness of the underworld. He believed that his threat worked. The other party should know more about the black market merchants than he did and should be more afraid of them.

Feng Mu naturally did not believe in the righteousness of the underworld. He was just a cremator who received blessings. He did not mix in the underworld.

But, his words above were half sincere: "Well, if the opportunity is right."

After all, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits~

So,

Face the black market merchants head-on and take risks. (X)

Use teammates as bait, sneak attack, shoot from behind, and change the home in one wave? (√)