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

My subordinate wants to kill me by my hand. This sounds very mysterious, but it is very likely being planned and executed.

The planner is my subordinate, and the executor and victim are both me... How to say it, my subordinate is very unusual~

Feng Mu looked at the two text messages that came one after another, and roughly guessed that Ma Bin had evil intentions.

So, agreeing to let Ma Wei send money, and deliberately exposing my exposed eyes before, these gestures and solicitations, tm are all fake, all to appease and paralyze me.

Just wait for Ma Bin to finish the matter, and then use my "enemy Zheng Lao Da" to seduce me over, and then turn against me and kill me mercilessly?

Feng Mu gradually sorted out his thoughts and had a deeper understanding of Ma Bin's meanness, cruelty and dishonesty.

As a [lame murderer·partner], Feng Mu hated Ma Bin's treacherous behavior. How could there be such a bad person? He must take out his heart to see if it is black.

As the [upper line·masked], Feng Mu admired the behavior of this “unknown” lower line to the core, and it was like looking in the mirror.

Wisdom, decisiveness, and eradication of evil... This lower line is like me, maybe I can rely on him as a confidant.

Feng Mu sighed for a while, found a place to dig a hole, and buried the three suitcases first.

Although he wanted to swallow a big black core right now, his reason still restrained his impulse.

The big black core obviously seemed to be processed by swallowing small black cores. If he didn’t figure out what means the black market merchants used in the processing process, or what condiments they added, Feng Mu would never dare to eat it easily, for he was afraid of eating himself to death.

“I have to find a way to catch a tongue and ask him, well, the black market merchants should also send people to monitor Ma Bin, well…” Feng Mu thought for a moment.

[The Lame Murderer] and Ma Bin will never cooperate sincerely, but [Offline] completely obeys [Online]'s command and cooperates perfectly to catch the black market merchants off guard. It shouldn't be a big problem.

He turned on the navigation and searched for the location. It happened to be not too far away, just less than 7 kilometers. With his current speed and endurance, he could just run all the way there, and it wouldn't take too long.

It was late at night. Although there were few people and cars on the road, Feng Mu couldn't run on the road with a mask on. If he was hit head-on, he would scare people to death. Therefore, he wore a black mask on top of the mask.

……..

Ma Wei was sweating profusely as he thought.

In front of him was Zheng Lao Da's appearance dressed up like a living person, and Brother Bin was staring at him with his eyes narrowed into a slit. Ma Wei's heart almost got stuck in his throat.

He tried to put his fingers into his trouser pockets several times to tell the boss a message. It was not that he fell in love with the boss, but the words the boss said were always lingering in his mind.

As long as the boss is still alive, Brother Bin will be afraid and may not kill him.

On the contrary, if the boss is deceived by Brother Bin today and dies here, then his life will most likely be over.

In front of the boss and Brother Bin, Ma Wei uses the survival wisdom of a small person and chooses the lame boss, not because the lame boss is more terrifying, but purely because those who trust Brother Bin die miserably.

Ma Bin can see that Ma Wei lacks trust in him, but he doesn't care at all. Trust is a very expensive word that needs to be weighed with life, and most of the time it needs to be weighed with more than one life.

The only thing on Ma Bin's trust list is [fate].

For fate, sacrifice death... This is not just a slogan, but a group of extremely evil people practicing the meaning of survival.

They are not good people, and what they do is not good. It is not slander to say that they act without taboos. Every word of the story behind this must be recorded in blood, so I won't talk about it for now.

In short, the official members recognized by [Destiny] are all a group of extremely paranoid lunatics, and lunatics will only trust lunatics.

Ma Bin is an official member of [Destiny], so in his eyes, except for those who can be trusted and entrusted by [Destiny], the rest are chess pieces used for layout.

Driven by fear, lured by interests, calculated by conspiracy... If it can succeed, it will succeed, if it can't succeed, just squeeze out the value and replace a chess piece.

If Ma Wei cooperates, he can more easily deceive the lame murderer.

If Ma Wei doesn't cooperate, he still has a backup method, it's just a little more trouble.

In short, the delivery task is about to be delivered, and the connection with the online is about to be made. Ma Bin has no scruples and can take time to solve the small ripples that appear during the task, although these small ripples themselves may not know what they almost ruined.

Ma Bin is determined to kill [the lame murderer], not on a whim, but has had this idea for a long time.

For no other reason, just because of several remote contacts, Ma Bin felt that this person was despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning, quite similar to himself. The most important thing was that he was secretly doing things one after another. If he was not eliminated as soon as possible, he might become a disaster in the future and ruin the organization's major events.

It seems unreasonable to eliminate others because they have not yet destroyed something, but in the eyes of a paranoid madman, this is the most normal logic of behavior.

In fact, in Ma Bin's mind, the danger of [the lame murderer] is higher than that of the black market merchants. He has learned from the black hat man that the real identity of this group of people is the members of the Corpse Cult.

The Corpse Cult is just an evil small sect. It is only A-level on the wanted list of the Upper City Council and has never been looked at by [Destiny].

After knowing the identity of the black market merchant, if it were not for the [upline] that he could trust wholeheartedly arriving, Ma Bin might have already tried to find the black market merchant to turn hostility into friendship and discuss a strategy for the lame man.

Anyway, in one sentence, the real culprits of lameness are like me, so I must get rid of them quickly.

"I..." Ma Wei's voice trembled and he was stammering about to speak.

However, Ma Bin suddenly stood up and made a hissing gesture to him. Then the smile on his face faded and he stared at the door with dark eyes.

A thin man wearing a mask and a strangely pale forehead walked in.

"My face is not my face!" The indifferent voice was like cold iron soaked in ice water, without a trace of human warmth.

"There is no light for deep-diving fish." Ma Bin had a smile in his eyes and placed his right hand on his heart.

Feng Mu's pupils shrank under the mask. The other party's actions at this moment were very familiar to him. When he created [Destiny] in the game, he specially edited and set a text outline and etiquette actions.

When I set it up at the time, I didn't give it much meaning. It was just a reference to a certain anime from my previous life. But looking at it now, this scene has come true and has fallen into reality.

Something suddenly touched his heart, as if the originally meaningless slogans and actions were quietly given the weight of flesh and blood.

Feng Mu took a deep breath, stood upright, and clasped his right hand on his left chest.

"Death for the sake of fate!" Ma Bin's eyes flashed with enthusiasm.

"Death for the sake of fate!" Feng Mu's eyes were in a trance.

Ma Wei, who was sweating profusely on the side, listened to the creepy slogans in his ears and watched the cult-like joining ceremony between Brother Bin and the masked man. His heart seemed to have been hit hard and his eyes turned white.

destiny?

destiny!

The only thug from the extremely evil SSS organization in the world?

I'm going to die, I'm really going to die this time!

If I reject Brother Bin, I will die at most. If I reject my fate, I dare not even think about it and cannot imagine it!

The boss is not me, Ma Wei, who believes in Brother Bin, nor is it me, Ma Wei, who wants to betray you. It's Wei Zi. I really have no choice this time.

[Fate]’s notoriety is so terrifying~

Ma Wei's knees weakened and he knelt on the ground neatly, surrendering with tears in his eyes:

"Brother Bin, tell me, how to deal with that cripple, and what you need me to do with my power, just give your orders. It was the lame man who forced me to kill Brother Tong. I really want to avenge Brother Tong day and night. "

The corner of Ma Bin's mouth curled up. Look, apart from [fate], trust between outsiders is a bubble that bursts at the drop of a button.

He said: "The lame man is suspicious. He will definitely call to confirm the situation here later, so you will answer him like this..."

Ma Wei nodded his head like garlic, and he had already sentenced the boss to death in his heart. This set of words taught by Brother Bin was so perfect that the boss believed it or not, he would probably fall for it in the end.

After finishing speaking, Ma Bin looked at the [upline] who was wearing a mask and explained: "There is a lame man who is still lingering. He may be a hidden danger if he keeps it. Please take action to deal with him later."

Feng Mu looked at Ma Wei, who was rebelling for survival, and then at Ma Bin, who was smiling sinisterly. He felt that this scene was so wonderful, but on his face he said in a muffled voice: "Okay!"