Chapter 67

Ma Wei woke up, not daring to make a sound, only lying on the ground playing dead; this scene seemed familiar.

When he first met the Big Shot, he lay on the ground playing dead; now the Big Shot has upgraded from 【Cripple】 to 【Mask】, from villain to Extreme Evil, yet he still hasn't moved an inch, lying on the ground playing dead.

This might be called staying true to one's original aspiration... my ass; he just performed a "cuckolding in front of the husband" right in front of him, although it actually ended before it even began.

The heart-stifled Ma Wei lay on the ground, pricking up his ears to listen to the dialogue between two 【Fate】 Extreme Evil·Film Emperors.

【Mask】: "Regarding that group of Black Market merchants, how many clues do you have now?"

Ma Bin: "Just know they're E Corpse Cult; a Black Face has been tailing me recently, during today's operation, 【Black Hat】 had someone lure him away."

【Mask】: "Just lure away?"

Ma Bin: "【Black Hat】 and the team members he brought are all listed on the Wanted Poster, unwilling to act and leave traces, bad for him and us; luring the person away is already the limit of what 【Black Hat】 and them can do without exposing themselves, so, I originally planned to……"

Feng Mu coldly laughed: "Planned to use me to kill the Cripple first, then deal with the Black Market merchants; you sure know how to use your 【Superior】."

Ma Bin: "No choice, my positioning in the Organization is as a strategist-type member; the shortcoming in combat power can only be compensated by the 【Superior】, or give me some more time, I can scout one or two good hands for the Green Wolf Gang."

Feng Mu: "【Black Hat】 can't kill and expose himself, so if I kill there's no hidden danger of exposure?"

Ma Bin: "Of course, this batch of us who were Activated all belong to Deep Cover Operatives; as long as we don't expose our connection with the Organization, no matter how lawless and disorderly, it's just individual behavior, won't be taken too seriously."

Feng Mu pondered: "The abacus clicks nicely, but unfortunately, I'm the same as you, I'm also a strategist-type member."

Ma Bin froze: "Aren't you one versus three, crippling one?"

Feng Mu fell silent for a long time, murmured: "I slightly exaggerated and embellished."

Ma Bin gritted his teeth, heart repeatedly admonishing himself that 【Mask】 was his Superior, must restrain himself: "……"

Feng Mu added: "But this time might really have crippled one; fell into a Patrol Bureau ambush; even if not dead, probably lost half his life; hmm, you just said only one Black Face was tailing you?"

Ma Bin nodded: "Intel from 【Black Hat】, shouldn't be wrong."

Feng Mu pondered a moment, smiled: "Then the Patrol Bureau probably didn't just cripple one; afraid there's also one who was blocked inside by the Patrol Bureau and Investigation Corps from the start, might've already been killed and hauled off as garbage to be incinerated."

Ma Bin didn't ask further; although he disliked 【Mask】's vile personality, it was precisely because of this that he unconditionally trusted the other's judgment.

Thus said: "Then this time really only leaves one; one you can totally handle, right?"

Before coming, Ma Bin had thought of colluding with Black Market merchants to deal with the Cripple; now the Cripple has become the 【Superior】, his stance can only change accordingly.

He also didn't ask why 【Mask】 was fixated on dealing with this group of Black Market merchants, nor what the other sought Black Cores for.

Since 【Mask】 wants to deal with this group of E Corpse Cultists, they deserve death; since Mask has taken a fancy to the Black Cores in their hands, they should obediently hand them over.

Things fancied by 【Fate】 will sooner or later all belong to 【Fate】; this is the creed all formal members of 【Fate】 uphold and execute.

Feng Mu nodded: "If it's one, can try."

Today bravely charging into the dilapidated tenement, head-on tough against the Patrol Bureau, he who "killed father to prove Dao" catalyzed even stronger confidence in his own combat power.

Ma Bin: "I'll go find the person and lure him out."

Feng Mu was very satisfied with the attitude Ma Bin displayed, thinking in his heart: "Not in vain that in the game, when creating 【Fate】, the two initial tags I selected; now looking at it, perfectly continued into reality, branded into 【Fate】's soul."

This Game of Faction Building, at initial establishment, can select two from numerous tags as initial tags.

One of the initial tags is 【Unity】.

【Unity】: All formal members of this faction, loyalty all 80+, inter-member trust 85+, can entrust life and death to each other, possibility of betrayal under capture and torture reduced by 300%.

The other initial tag is 【Madness】.

【Madness】: All formal members of this faction are obsessive-to-the-extreme madmen; to achieve goals, unscrupulous means, disregard life and death, die without giving up.

Empathy weakened 50%, fearlessness of death strengthened 300%.

Ps: When 【Unity】 and 【Madness】 conflict, 【Madness】 is always first priority.

Ma Bin acted swiftly and decisively, said it and did it; facing 【Mask】, he took out his mobile phone, swapped in a new Phone Card, dialed 【Black Hat】's number.

This number can at most still be dialed these one or two days; after 【Black Hat】 completes the mission and leaves, he'll definitely discard and change to a new number.

For an ordinary person, the mission would also be basically complete; no need to want this number, but Ma Bin is not an ordinary person, he acts seeking absolute certainty.

In other words, he just likes doing some extra preparations; doesn't matter if unused, but what if they come in handy.

The phone rang three times, click—connected.

Both sides were silent at first; Ma Bin tapped the Mobile Phone Screen with his finger, the other side responded with rhythmic tapping; after two rounds of this.

Ma Bin then spoke:

"Hello, it's me; that E Corpse Cult's Black Face, where did your people lure him to?"

"Oh, just him alone right? Then trouble your people to lure him again to…… I'll confirm the location in a bit and send an address to you."

Ma Bin hung up the phone, said to Mask: "I know a place suitable for an ambush, how about it?"

Seeing 【Mask】 nod, Ma Bin sent the location, and added: "We'll set out now, the timing is just right; so, how do you plan to handle him?"

Feng Mu glanced at the playing-dead Ma Wei, said with interest: "How did you originally plan to handle him?"

Ma Bin shrugged: "I originally planned to finish off the Cripple, use him to dig a pit, then bury together; now, looks like can only give him a solo burial."

Feng Mu sighed: "Fine, only dead men keep secrets; let's do as you say."

"???"

Ma Wei whooshed up from the ground, trembling like sifting chaff, tears and snot flowing: "Bin Ge, you said you'd protect my promotion."

Ma Bin pinky dug his ear: "Sorry, I'm Extreme Evil; don't take my words to heart."

Ma Wei looked despairingly at the featureless 【Mask】, tongue root trembling: "Big Shot, if I'd known you were 【Fate】, give me 10,000 guts I wouldn't dare betray you, really; my dream since childhood is to join 【Fate】, give me another chance, this time I'll definitely stay loyal to the end."

Feng Mu never had plans to kill Ma Wei to begin with; that situation just now also couldn't blame him for not being firm-willed; most importantly, Ma Wei is very sharp, quite handy to use, leaving him by Ma Bin's side as a watchpost isn't bad either.

Not that he doesn't trust Ma Bin.

Trust is trust, but planting a few watchposts by a subordinate's ear is also basic operation; this is the instinct of a superior exercising power.

Feng Mu bent down, compassionately said: "Joining 【Fate】 you're not qualified enough, but I quite appreciate this awareness of yours; coincidentally, I'm rather soft-hearted and sentimental, and also happen to be especially good at making people keep secrets."

Ma Wei looked in horror as 【Mask】's index finger split open, a strange Finger Bone protruded, pressing against his own forehead.

Feng Mu uttered: "Tongue Root Death Curse!"

【Tongue Root Death Curse: an extremely vicious blood curse seal; whoever plants this curse on you must not reveal any information related to you, or they will die of blood erupting from their whole body.】

Ma Wei's brow was pierced, and a drop of Black Blood seeped in; inexplicably, he felt as if something had been planted in his soul, and various secrecy taboos surfaced in his Nao Hai, along with the horrific consequences of violating them.

At the same time, the root of his tongue felt faintly hot, and he could sense that an invisible birthmark seemed to have grown beneath his tongue coating.

Ma Wei wept with tears streaming down his face, feeling sincere gratitude from his Nei Xin toward 【Mask】's mercy; now he truly would not betray the boss even if he died.

Feng Mu withdrew his finger, then glanced at Ma Bin, saying nothing, but the implication in his eyes was Obvious.

Ma Bin's face darkened: "You wouldn't do this to me too, would you? Unnecessary, right? Everyone in the Organization is very loyal; besides, formal members all have 【Blood Oath Seal】 planted in their heads."

【Unity】 and 【Blood Oath Seal】 were both set by Feng Mu in the game, and he naturally knew this, but he was naturally suspicious by nature.

Feng Mu raised his hand to press against Ma Bin's brow, speaking hypocritically: "I don't distrust you, but since an extra layer of insurance is always better, what do you say?"

Ma Bin looked constipated; he usually did this to others, and now it was his own turn—truly karmic retribution.

Ma Bin was still somewhat resistant, but Feng Mu gave him no more chance to Refuse, and one sentence blocked all the words Ma Bin had on the tip of his tongue.

He said: "Ma Bin, obey orders; I am 【Online】."

Ma Bin: "......"

Chapter End