Chapter 64: I Kill Myself?

My subordinate wants to use my hand to kill myself—this sounds extraordinarily fantastical, but it's very likely being planned and executed right now.

The planner is my subordinate, the executor and victim are both myself... how to put it, this subordinate of mine is quite extraordinary~

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

So, agreeing to let Ma Wei deliver the money, and before that deliberately exposing my exposed position—these gestures of goodwill and recruitment are all fake, all meant to soothe and numb me.

Wait until Ma Bin's side is dealt with, then use my "enemy Boss Zheng" to lure myself over, and then turn ruthless and kill myself?

Feng Mu gradually sorted out his thoughts, gaining a deeper understanding of Ma Bin's despicable, ruthless, and untrustworthy nature.

As 【Lame True Culprit · Partner】, Feng Mu deeply detested Ma Bin's betrayal—how could there be such a bad person? He must dig out his heart to see if it's black.

And as 【Upline · Mask】, Feng Mu greatly admired this "stranger" subordinate's modus operandi, feeling as if looking in a mirror.

Wisdom, decisiveness, eradicating evil completely... this subordinate is like me, and could be relied upon as a confidant.

Feng Mu sighed, found a place, dug a hole, and buried the three briefcases first.

Though he very much wanted to swallow a big Black Core right now to try something new, reason still restrained his impulse.

The big Black Core was clearly made by swallowing and processing small Black Cores. Without figuring out what methods those black market merchants used in this process, or what seasonings they added, Feng Mu absolutely dared not take a bite—he was afraid one mouthful would kill him.

"Need to find a way to catch a tongue and ask. Hmm, the black market merchants should have sent people to watch Ma Bin by now, hmm..." Feng Mu pondered for a moment.

【Lame True Culprit】 and Ma Bin could never cooperate sincerely, but 【subordinate】 completely obeys 【upline】 commands, perfectly coordinating to catch those black market merchants off guard—shouldn't be a big problem, right?

He opened navigation, searched the location, and it happened to be not far away, barely under 7 kilometers. With his current speed and endurance, he could run there all the way without taking too long.

It was the middle of the night. Although there were few people and vehicles on the road, Feng Mu couldn't run on the road wearing a mask, and if he bumped into someone head-on, he might scare them to death. So, over the mask, he put on another layer of black mask.

Ma Wei was sweating profusely as he pondered.

Before him was Boss Zheng, made up to look like a living person, and Bin Ge's gaze narrowed into a slit. Ma Wei's heart nearly got stuck in his throat.

His fingers several times wanted to reach into his pocket to report to the boss—not because he loved the boss, but because the boss's words kept circling in his mind.

As long as the boss was still alive, Bin Ge would have misgivings and might not kill him.

Conversely, if the boss was tricked by Bin Ge today and died here, then his own little life would very likely be finished.

Before the boss and Bin Ge, Ma Wei used the survival wisdom of a petty person and chose Lame Boss, not because Lame Boss was more terrifying, but simply because those who trusted Bin Ge all died very miserably.

Ma Bin could tell Ma Wei lacked trust in him, but he didn't care at all. Trust is a very expensive word, needing to be weighed with one's life, and most of the time needing more than one life to weigh it.

On Ma Bin's trust list, there was only 【Destiny】.

For Destiny, offer death... this was absolutely not just a slogan, but a group of extreme evildoers practicing the meaning of survival.

They were absolutely not good people, and what they did was absolutely not benevolent. Saying they acted with absolutely no taboos was absolutely not slander. Every word of the story behind this had to be recorded in blood, but that's for another time.

In short, the official members recognized by 【Destiny】 were all a group of fanatics to the extreme, and fanatics only trust fanatics.

Ma Bin was an official member of 【Destiny】, so in his eyes, besides those who were also 【Destiny】 and could be trusted and entrusted, everyone else was a pawn for layout.

Driven by fear, lured by profit, calculated by conspiracy... if it succeeds, it succeeds; if not, squeeze dry the value and replace a pawn.

Ma Wei cooperated—he could more easily deceive and lure Lame True Culprit over.

Ma Wei didn't cooperate—he still had backup measures, just some extra trouble.

In short, the delivery mission was about to be delivered, and the connection with the upline was about to be made. Ma Bin had no more scruples and just happened to find time to deal with the small ripples that appeared during the mission, although these small ripples themselves might not even know what they almost ruined.

Ma Bin was determined to kill 【Lame True Culprit】, not on a whim, but he had had this idea for a long time.

For no other reason, just because after several remote contacts, Ma Bin felt this person was despicable, shameless, sinister, and cunning—very much like himself. Most importantly, he was secretly causing trouble wave after wave. If not removed early, he would surely become a future disaster and ruin the organization's big plans.

Removing someone because of something others haven't destroyed yet seems unreasonable, but in the eyes of a fanatic madman, this is the most normal logic of action.

Even in Ma Bin's heart, 【Lame True Culprit】's danger was higher than that group of black market merchants. From the Black Hat man, he had already learned these people's true identity was E Corpse Teaching followers.

E Corpse Teaching—just an evil small sect. On the Upper City Council's wanted list, it was only A-Rank, and had never been taken seriously by 【Destiny】.

After learning the black market merchants' identity, if it weren't for the fact that he happened to have an 【upline】 he could fully trust arriving soon, Ma Bin might have already found a way to seek out the black market merchants, turn weapons into jade and silk, and discuss strategies against the lame man.

Anyway, in one sentence: 【Lame True Culprit】 is like me, must be removed as soon as possible.

"I..." Ma Wei's voice trembled, stuttering as he was about to speak.

But Ma Bin suddenly stood up, made a shushing gesture at him, then the smile on his face faded, and his eyes stared darkly at the door.

A thin, emaciated man wearing a mask, with forehead skin pale to the point of eeriness, 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.

"The deep-diving fish has no light." A hint of a smile appeared in Ma Bin's eyes, and his right hand pressed against his heart.

The pupils under Feng Mu's mask shrank. The other person's current action was very familiar to him. When he created 【Destiny】 in the game, he had specially edited a text creed and ritual action.

When setting it back then, he hadn't given it much meaning—just borrowed from a certain anime from his past life. But now watching it, this scene had come true in reality.

His heart was suddenly moved, as if those originally meaningless slogans and actions had quietly been given flesh and blood weight.

Feng Mu took a deep breath, stood straight, and pressed his right fist against his left chest.

"For Destiny, offer death!" Ma Bin's eyes flashed with fanaticism.

"For Destiny, offer death!" There was a hint of trance in Feng Mu's eyes.

Ma Wei, sweating profusely on the side, listened to the hair-raising slogan by his ear, watched Bin Ge and the masked man's cult-like contact ritual, his heart felt like it had suffered a critical hit, and his eyeballs rolled up to show white.

Destiny?

Destiny!

The thugs of the world's only SSS-Rank Extreme Evil Organization?

I'm dead, this time I'm really dead!

Refusing Bin Ge, at most I die once. Refusing Destiny, I don't even dare to think or imagine it!

Boss, it's not that I, Ma Wei, don't trust Bin Ge, nor that I, Ma Wei, want to betray you. It's that I, Wei Zai, really have no choice at all this time.

【Destiny】's infamy is terrifying~

Ma Wei's knees went weak, and he cleanly knelt on the ground, tearfully defecting:

"Bin Ge, you say it—how do we deal with that lame man? What do you need Ma Wei to do? Just give the order. It was that lame man who forced me to kill Tong Ge. I really think about avenging Tong Ge day and night."

Ma Bin hooked the corner of his mouth into a curve. Look, apart from Destiny, trust between outsiders is a bubble that bursts at a poke.

He said: "The lame man is suspicious. He will definitely call to confirm the situation here shortly. You answer him like this…."

Ma Wei nodded like garlic pounding, having already sentenced the boss to death in his heart. This set of lines Bin Ge taught was simply seamless—whether the boss believed it or not, Ken Pa, he would eventually take the bait.

After speaking, Ma Bin looked towards the masked 【Online】, explaining: "There's a persistent lame man. Keeping him would be a hidden danger. I ask you to make a move shortly and finish him off."

Feng Mu glanced at Ma Wei, who betrayed others to save himself, then looked at Ma Bin, who smiled sinisterly. In his heart he only felt this play was wonderfully exciting, but on the surface he muffled his voice in agreement: "Good!"

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