Chapter 64 Should I kill myself?
My downline wants to use my hands to kill myself. This sounds extremely fantasy, but there is a high probability that it is being planned and executed.
The planner is my downline, the executor and the victim are both myself... How should I put it, my downline is very unusual~
Feng Mu looked at the two The text messages came one after another, and I had roughly guessed that Ma Bin was harboring evil intentions.
So, agreeing to let Ma Wei come to send money, and deliberately exposing my exposed position before, these overtures and solicitations are all fake, and they are all trying to appease and numb me.
Just waiting for Ma Bin to get over the matter, I used my "enemy Boss Zheng" to seduce me, and then turned against me and killed me mercilessly?
Feng Mu gradually cleared his mind and gained a deeper understanding of Ma Bin's despicable and cruel behavior.
As a [lame murderer·partner], Feng Mu was deeply disgusted with Ma Bin's treacherous behavior. How could there be such a bad person? He had to take out his heart to see if it was black.
As an [Upline Persona], Feng Mu admired the behavior of this downline person whom he had never met before, and he had the illusion of looking into a mirror.
Wisdom, decisiveness, and elimination of evil... This downline is like me, and I may be able to rely on you as a confidant.
Feng Mu sighed for a while, found a place to dig a hole, and buried the three suitcases first.
Although I really want to swallow a big black stone and have a taste of it right now, my reason still restrains my impulse.
The big black core obviously seemed to be processed by swallowing the small black core. Feng Mu would not know what methods the black marketeers used in this process or what seasonings they added. If he dared to take it down easily, he would be afraid of eating himself to death in one bite.
"I have to find a way to catch my tongue and ask. Well, the black market merchants should also send people to monitor Ma Bin. Well..." Feng Mu thought for a moment.
[Lame Real Murderer] and Ma Bin can never cooperate sincerely, but [offline] completely obeys [upline]'s command and cooperates perfectly to catch black marketeers off guard, so there should be no big problem.
He turned on the navigation and searched for the location. It happened to be that the distance was not too far, 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.
In the middle of the night, even though there are few people and cars on the road, Feng Mu cannot run on the road wearing a mask. If someone hits him head-on, he will be scared to death. Therefore, he is above the mask. Wearing another black mask.
……..
Mawei was sweating like rain while thinking.
In front of him was Boss Zheng, who had been dressed up to look like a living person. It was Brother Bin's narrowed gaze that made Ma Wei's heart feel stuck in his throat.
He wanted to put his fingers into his trouser pocket several times to report the news to the boss. It was not that he fell in love with the boss, but that what the boss said always lingered in his mind.
As long as the boss is still alive, Brother Bin will be wary and may not kill him.
On the contrary, if the boss is deceived by Brother Bin and dies here today, his life will most likely be ruined.
In front of the big boss and Brother Bin, Ma Wei used the survival wisdom of a small person to choose the lame boss, not because the lame boss was more terrifying, but purely because all of Brother Xin Bin's people died miserably.
Ma Bin could tell that Ma Wei lacked trust in himself, but he didn't care at all. Trust is a very expensive word, and it needs to be weighed with a life, and most of the time it needs to be weighed with more than one life.
Ma Bin only has [fate] on his trust list.
Sacrificing death for destiny... This is by no means a slogan, but a group of extremely evil people practicing the meaning of survival.
They are definitely not good people, and their actions are definitely not good. It is not a slander to say that they have no taboos in their actions. Every word of the story behind this must be recorded in blood, so I will not tell it for now.
In short, the official members of [Destiny] are all a group of extremely paranoid lunatics, and lunatics will always only trust lunatics.
Ma Bin is a formal member of [Destiny], so in his eyes, except for being [Destiny] who can be trusted and entrusted to him, the others are all chess pieces used for layout.
Use fear to drive, use interests to lure, use conspiracy to calculate... If you can succeed, you will succeed, if not, just drain the value and replace a chess piece.
With Ma Wei's cooperation, he can more easily deceive the real murderer who is lame.
Ma Wei doesn't cooperate, he still has backup means, it's just a little troublesome.
In short, the delivery task was about to be delivered, and it was about to be connected with the launch. Ma Bin had no scruples anymore and just took time to solve the small ripples that appeared during the task, although he may not be aware of these small ripples. Something almost broke.
Ma Bin was determined to kill [the real murderer of Lame], not just on a whim, but because he had already had this intention. For no other reason, just because of several close contacts, Ma Bin felt that this person was despicable, sinister, cunning, and quite similar to himself. The most important thing was that he was secretly causing trouble one after another and did not get rid of him as soon as possible. It may become a disaster in the future and ruin the organization's major events.
It seems unreasonable to get rid of others because of things they have not yet destroyed, but in the eyes of a paranoid lunatic, this is the most normal logic.
In fact, in Ma Bin's mind, the [lame real murderer] is more dangerous than the group of black marketeers. From the man in the black hat, he has learned that the group's true identity is the Ursinian Cult.
The Cult of the Dead is just an evil small sect. It is only ranked A on the wanted list of the Uptown Council and has never been taken seriously by [Destiny].
After knowing the identity of the black market merchant, if it hadn't happened that a [upline] whom he could wholeheartedly trust was about to arrive, Ma Bin might have already thought of ways to find the black market merchant and turn the conflict into friendship, and discuss the deal with the cripple. It's a strategy.
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.
Ma Bin suddenly stood up and booed 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 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 fallen into reality.
His heart was suddenly touched, 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 destiny!” Feng Mu’s eyes were a little dazed.
Ma Wei, who was sweating profusely on the side, listened to the creepy slogans in his ears and watched Brother Bin and the masked man's cult-like joint ceremony. His heart felt like he had been hit hard and his eyes rolled up. into 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 you refuse Brother Bin, I will die at most. If you refuse your fate, I don’t even dare to think about it and I can’t even 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.
[Destiny]’s notoriety is so terrifying~
Ma Wei's knees went weak, 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, Ma Wei, just tell me , is that A cripple 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], there is trust between outsiders. They are all bubbles that burst as soon as they are popped.
He said: "The lame man is suspicious. He will definitely call to confirm the situation here later, so you answered him like this..."
Ma Wei nodded like garlic, thinking in his heart The boss has been sentenced to death, and the words taught by Brother Bin are so perfect. Whether the boss believes it or not, he will probably fall for it in the end.
After Ma Bin finished speaking, he 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 remains. Please take action to deal with him later."
Feng Mu looks at betrayal Ma Wei, who was fighting for his life, looked at Ma Bin, who was smiling sinisterly. He felt in his heart that the show was so exciting, but his face said in a muffled voice: "Okay!"
(End of this chapter)
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