My offline wants to use my hand to kill myself. It sounds fantastical, but there’s a high probability that it’s being planned and executed.
The planner is my offline, and both the executor and the victim are myself... How should I put it, this offline of mine is really quite unusual~
Feng Mu looked at the two ssages that arrived one after the other, and he roughly guessed Ma Bin’s malicious intents.
So, agreeing to let Ma Wei bring the money, and previously intentionally exposing my exposed surveillance spot, these gestures of goodwill and alliance, damn it, were all fake, all ant to appease and numb .
Waiting only for Ma Bin’s business to finish, then using my "enemy Boss Zheng" to lure myself over, and then heartlessly turning on to kill ?
Feng Mu gradually sorted out his thoughts, and he gained a deeper understanding of Ma Bin’s treacherous, sinister, and untrustworthy nature.
As [La True Culprit· Partner], Feng Mu detested Ma Bin’s treacherous behavior thoroughly. How could soone be so evil? He must dig out his heart to see if it’s black.
And as [Online·Mask], Feng Mu found the actions of this "strange offline" deeply admirable, almost like looking in a mirror.
Wisdom, decisiveness, eradicating evil thoroughly... This offline is very like , and perhaps could be a trusted confidant.
Feng Mu sighed for a while, found a place to dig a hole, and buried the three briefcases.
Even though he wanted to swallow a Big Black Core for a taste, reason restrained his impulse.
The Big Black Core seed to be synthesized from the Little Black Core, and if he didn’t understand what thods those black market rchants used in this process or what additives they included, Feng Mu dared not consu it easily, fearing he might eat himself to death.
"I need to find a way to grab a tongue and ask them. Hmm, the black market rchants should also have sent soone to monitor Ma Bin, right, hmm..." Feng Mu pondered for a mont.
[La True Culprit] and Ma Bin can never cooperate sincerely, but [Offline] completely obeys [Online]’s command, perfectly coordinating to catch the black market rchants off guard, there shouldn’t be any big issue with that.
He opened the navigation, searched for the location, and fortunately, it wasn’t too far, just under 7 kiloters. At his current speed and stamina, he could run there and it wouldn’t take too long.
In the dead of night, although there were few people and cars on the road, Feng Mu couldn’t possibly run on the road with just a mask, crashing into soone by chance might scare them to death, so he put on a black mask over the mask.
.....
Ma Wei was sweating profusely, deep in thought.
Before him was Boss Zheng, dressed to look like a living person, and Bin narrowing his eyes to slits, watching. Ma Wei’s heart was caught in his throat.
His fingers several tis wanted to reach into his pocket to alert the boss, not because he loved the boss, but because the boss’s words constantly lingered in his mind.
As long as the boss is alive, Bin would have reservations, and might not kill him.
On the contrary, if the boss was deceived here by Bin today and died here, his own little life would most likely be over.
Faced with the boss and Bin, Ma Wei, using the survival wisdom of a small person, chose the La Boss not because he was more terrifying but purely because all those who believed Bin died terribly.
Ma Bin could see Ma Wei’s lack of trust in him, but he didn’t care at all. Trust is a very expensive word, one that needs to be asured with life, and most of the ti, it requires more than one life.
In Ma Bin’s list of trust, there’s only [Destiny].
For Destiny, offering up death... this is definitely not just a slogan, but a group of extrely evil people practicing the aning of survival.
They are definitely not good people, nor are their deeds benevolent. To say they act with no scruples is no slander; every word of the story behind this has to be recorded in blood, so we won’t elaborate for now.
In short, all official mbers recognized by [Destiny] are a group of insanely obsessive lunatics, and lunatics only trust lunatics.
Ma Bin is an official mber of [Destiny], so in his eyes, besides those who are also [Destiny], whom he can trust and rely on, the rest are just pawns for strategizing.
Driven by fear, tempted by interest, manipulated by conspiracies... If successful, that’s good; if not, squeeze out all value and replace a pawn.
If Ma Wei cooperates, he can more easily deceive and tempt out the La True Culprit.
If Ma Wei doesn’t cooperate, he still has backup thods, at most it takes a little more effort.
In any case, the delivery mission is about to be completed, and the connection with the online is about to be established, Ma Bin has no scruples anymore, just in ti to take out so ti to address the small ripples that appeared during the mission, even though these ripples might not even be aware how close they were to ruining sothing.
Ma Bin made up his mind to kill [La True Culprit], not on a whim, but had long ago held this idea.
Not for any other reason, just because after several remote encounters, Ma Bin felt this person was despicable, shaless, sinister, and cunning, quite like himself, but more importantly, secretly causing trouble after trouble, if not removed early, it could later beco a scourge, ruining the organization’s major affairs.
Removing soone for things they haven’t damaged yet seems unreasonable, but in the eyes of an obsessive lunatic, this is the most normal logic of conduct.
In fact, in Ma Bin’s mind, the danger posed by [La True Culprit] was greater than that of the black market rchants, from whom he had learned the true identity of this group as Calamity Corpses Sect cultists from the Black Hat man’s mouth.
Calamity Corpses Sect, just a small evil cult, nothing more, it only ranks as an A on the Upper City Council’s wanted list, and [Destiny] has never given it a serious look.
Now knowing the black market rchants’ identity, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s about to et soone he could trust with all his heart, Ma Bin would probably be thinking of a way to reconcile with the black market rchants to discuss strategies against La.
Anyway, one sentence, La True Culprit is like , and must be eradicated to feel at ease.
"I..." Ma Wei’s voice trembled, stamring as he was about to speak.
Ma Bin suddenly stood up, signaling him to hush, then his smile retracted, eyes darkened as he stared at the door.
A lean man wearing a mask, with a forehead so ghostly pale walked in.
"My face is not my face!" The cold voice sounded like iron chilled in icy water, devoid of any human warmth.
"The deep-diving fish has no light." A trace of a smile appeared in Ma Bin’s eyes, his right hand clutching his heart.
Feng Mu’s pupils contracted under the mask, recognizing the motion keenly. When he created [Destiny] in the ga, he had specially edited a few lines of text guidelines and ritualistic moves.
At the ti, the setting wasn’t given much aning, rely drawn from an ani of a past life, but seeing this, seeing it realized in reality.
His heart was suddenly moved, as if those originally aningless slogans and gestures were quietly given substantial weight now.
Feng Mu took a deep breath, stood straight, and with his right hand clenched into a fist, tapped his left chest.
"For Destiny, offer death!" Ma Bin’s eyes flashed with fanaticism.
"For Destiny, offer death!" Feng Mu’s eyes appeared a little dazed.
From the side, Ma Wei, drenched in sweat, listened to the eerily insidious slogan, watching Bin and the masked man exchanging like cultists, his heart felt like it suffered a blow, his eyes rolled to whites.
Destiny?
Destiny!
The only SSS extrely evil organization in the world?
Doom is near, truly dood this ti!
Refuse Bin, I only die, refuse Destiny, I can’t even imagine nor imagine!
The reputation of [Destiny] is terrifying like this~
Ma Wei’s knees went weak, and he knelt down solidly with tears streaming down as he surrendered:
"Bin, tell how to deal with that La, whatever you instruct to do, I’ll do it. That La forced to kill Brother Tong, I truly wish day and night to avenge Brother Tong."
Ma Bin’s mouth curved, see, trust among outsiders besides [Destiny] is just a bubble to be pierced easily.
He said, "La is suspicious, he will surely make a call to confirm the situation here, you will answer him like this....."
Ma Wei nodded furiously, already sentencing the boss to death in his heart. The rhetoric Bin taught him was practically flawless, whether the boss believed it or not, he would probably fall for it in the end.
Having finished speaking, Ma Bin looked at the masked [Online] and explained: "There’s a pesky La, keeping him could be a hidden danger, would you please handle him later?"
Feng Mu glanced at the betraying, survival-seeking Ma Wei, then at the sinisterly smiling Ma Bin, feeling the scene was intensely dramatic, he compliantly responded: "Alright!"
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