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

Time passes minute by minute.

The curtains in the room were closed, and Feng Mu was sitting in the corner. In this way, if the cripple really came, it would be difficult to notice his presence unless he entered the room.

Facing the front door, the body was tied to a chair with thick iron chains, his mouth was covered with black tape, and his head was hung down like the corpse of Mr. Zheng who had fainted.

Ma Bin sat with his back to the door, looking magnanimous and not afraid of being attacked.

Ma Wei stood a little outside the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth. The sparks burning in the cigarette butt were flickering. He was pacing back and forth. He took out his mobile phone to check it from time to time, as if he was anxiously waiting for someone or a call.

Click click click.

The second hand of the old-fashioned wall clock in the house is a little rusty, and the sound when it turns is slightly harsh.

Ma Bin looked at the wall clock expressionlessly, frowning slightly. According to his judgment, the cripple should have arrived by now, and most likely he was surrounding the bungalow to inspect and monitor.

There was nothing fishy outside. The Green Wolf Gang had just arrived for him and Ma Wei, and there weren't many people hiding in the house. With the lame weirdo's force value of 1 against 3 Evil Corpse Cultists, there was no need to be afraid.

Even if you are really suspicious, you can call Ma Wei to confirm. I even asked Ma Wei to stand at the door. He doesn't look like he is being held hostage by me.

The appointed time was getting closer and closer, but the lame man never showed up, and Ma Bin had a bad feeling in his heart.

Did the lame find a problem? Are you still not planning to avenge Wang Wei? It shouldn't be.

Ma Bin couldn't figure out what went wrong, and his face turned slightly gloomy.

Feng Mu was sitting at the foot of the wall, which was really interesting to watch.

I have been fighting and killing all night today, and I am exhausted. Now I sit quietly and watch others perform hard. My tense mind relaxes unconsciously, and I feel very comfortable and happy.

There is 1 minute left before the appointed time.

Ma Bin took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Beep beep——, no one answered.

Ma Bin put down the phone, thought for a while, edited a text message and sent it: I left you with this person.

After sending the text message, Ma Bin cryptically blinked at the [upline], and the [upline] understood and nodded.

Ma Bin didn't turn off the lights, left the door open, strode out, got in the car, Ma Wei quickly followed, started the car and drove away.

In the car, Ma Wei was very nervous and explained to Brother Bin: "Brother Bin, he didn't call me?"

Ma Bin frowned slightly and did not answer the other party's question. He just ordered: "Drive the car out and drive around for half an hour before we go back."

Not long after the car drove out.

Ma Bin received a text message from the cripple on his cell phone: Okay, just leave him to me.

Ma Bin glanced at the text message, turned his head and looked through the rear window into the night, thinking that when he circled back, what he would see would be the lame man's body.

Ma Wei had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask a word. Brother Bin was already very scary, and now that he had the identity of [Destiny] added to it, it made people's pores even more chilling.

After all, the rumored [Destiny] is full of lunatics who eat people without spitting out their bones. Wherever they go, there are rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.

30 minutes later.

The car stopped at the door again.

Ma Bin opened the car door and walked quickly to the room. Before he entered the room, he saw a head rolling down the door. It was Boss Zheng's head.

A headless corpse was left tied to a chair, with a mouth as big as a bowl exposed on his neck, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Ma Bin's eyes were filled with joy. He stepped over Boss Zheng's head and walked into the house. His cold eyes wandered around, but he only saw the [online] still sitting firmly at the wall, playing with a mobile phone in his hand.

Ma Bin: "???"

Where is the cripple's body?

The cripple didn't come, so who cut off Boss Zheng's head, so he came but escaped from the [upline]?

Ma Bin's heart sank slightly, and his face turned dark as he asked, "I let the cripple escape. It seems that I still underestimated his strength. If I had known better, I should have brought the group of corpse cultists into this operation."

Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Earth Cult?"

Ma Bin replied: "Well, they pretended to be a group of black marketeers, collecting the black cores after the corpses were cremated. The purpose is unknown. It's a long story, but it was also the trouble caused by the cripple."

Ma Bin answered with a furrowed brow. The tables and chairs in the room had not fallen down, and it really didn't look like he had experienced a violent fight.

Ma Bin noticed something was wrong. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the corner. [Online] was playing with his mobile phone. Is this the time to play with his mobile phone?

Ma Bin licked his lips and asked in a hoarse voice: "Did you let the cripple go on purpose?"

Feng Mu's fingertips were nimble, and he was turning the phone like a pen: "I didn't let him go. I kept him after he cut off the head of the corpse."

Ma Bin's eyes widened: "I stayed, where is he?"

Feng Mu glanced meaningfully at Ma Bin, then at Ma Wei who was shrinking behind, and asked quietly: "Is there a possibility that he is right in front of you, but you didn't see it?"

Ma Bin was stunned, looking at the [online] who didn't seem to be telling a joke, his heart skipped a beat, and an extremely absurd idea emerged in his mind.

Ma Wei didn't understand. He stared at the empty ground with his eyes wide open, puzzled.

What do you mean? The corpse is right in front of you but you can't see it. Is the corpse invisible or turning into air? It is indeed [fate]. The method of destroying the corpse and eradicating traces is horrifying.

Feng Mu stopped turning the phone and gently slid the screen with his fingertips to call back a number.

Buzz buzz——

Ma Bin, who always boasted that he could trick people with his brain, felt his scalp tingling at this moment. He fumbled out his phone with stiff fingers, and the name of [Lame] flashed on the screen.

Ma Bin pressed the answer button, and the recognizable hoarse voice of Lame came from the phone: "Hello, it's our first meeting, let's get to know each other again..."

Ma Bin watched [Online] gently take off his black mask, revealing a white bone mask without facial features. The latter was changing his voice and switching back and forth between the two voices.

He said to the phone, and also to himself: "You can call me [Mask] or [Lame], whatever you like."

I'm so happy, Ma Bin hung up the phone with a dark face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Good news, Cripple came to the appointment, he was completely solved by [Upline·Mask], he no longer needs to worry about this scourge;

Bad news, the solution was beyond his imagination, [Mask] and [Cripple] merged into one, and became the [Upline] who directly managed him.

If Ma Bin's face was full of black lines and his scalp was numb, then Ma Wei's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was about to crack on the spot.

What the hell?

Brother Bin turned into an extremely evil member of [Destiny], that's fine.

What, Cripple also plays transformation, everyone in [Destiny] likes to play transformation, right?

Okay, you two are both from [Destiny], you two have the same interests and hobbies, I can't afford to offend you, but why do you two have to play in front of me, have you considered that I am caught in the middle, changing positions back and forth, how will I end up?

Ma Wei's day was too ups and downs, his heart really couldn't bear it, his eyes rolled back, and the whole person fell straight back and fainted.

The two glanced at Ma Wei with pity, and then looked at each other.

After a while,

Ma Bin broke the silence: "Since you are a cripple, why didn't you say it directly when you entered the door?"

Feng Mu: "You have worked hard to rehearse the play, so you have to finish it, so as not to let it go to waste."

Ma Bin gritted his teeth: "Masked, your personality seems to be a bit bad."

Feng Mu laughed: "Same here."

Ma Bin pinched his eyebrows hard. He was a little worried that the [upline] he sent would be difficult to get along with, but now he doesn't have to worry at all.

But the rule of [fate] is that the [upline] is greater than heaven, he can only obey and accommodate the [upline]'s personality. At least, if the [upline] is this person, there is no doubt about his ability.

Feng Mu didn't embarrass Ma Bin anymore. He thought that such a show of strength would be enough to convince this insidious [downline].

So,

he suppressed his excitement and asked in a deep voice: "Where is my stuff?"

Ma Bin adjusted his mood quickly, his face returned to calm, he took out the statue from his arms, held it in his palms respectfully and handed it over, saying faintly: "Everything is a gift from fate!"

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