Chapter 273: Fierce, Very Fierce, Live Broadcast
After clicking the link.
It is a slightly simple website window with an input box in the middle.
You can enter your name and date of birth, and the website will automatically calculate your recent fortune based on the content you enter. It is indeed the prototype of a scam website.
Feng Mu casually entered Imoto's information.
[Feng Yuhuai (unlucky)]: In the sixth and fifth positions, blood is looming and disasters are following closely.
[Explanation]: An omen of misfortune is looming over you. You will encounter an unexpected misfortune in the near future. This may become a turning point in your life journey and change the trajectory of your destiny.
If you want to break this calamity, you need...
A window waiting for payment popped up on the screen.
The corner of Feng Mu's mouth twitched slightly, and then he decisively exited the page. He would not be fooled by such a crude scam, but out of love for his family, he still entered the information of Feng Ju and Wang Xiuli one by one.
[Feng Ju (very bad)]: Seven Killings with blades, prosperous wealth star, located in the three-way position, it is the image of injury. If the Seven Killings have no blades, the killing aura will be even stronger, and it is difficult to avoid the disaster of injury to the body.
[Explanation]: Dark shadows loom, and murderous intentions lurk everywhere. You may encounter misfortune in the near future, and a sudden death is imminent. If you want to escape this disaster, you need...
Please pay the corresponding fee to seek the solution to your misfortune.
[Wang Xiuli (unlucky)]: The life is rough and the bloody disaster comes quietly.
[Explanation]: Your fate is full of misfortunes, and the dark clouds of misfortune are quietly gathering. Recently, you may encounter unimaginable disasters. If you want to escape this bad luck, you need to...
Please pay the corresponding fee to seek a solution to your problem.
Feng Mu curled his lips. On the one hand, he felt that this website looked so real. At least it was enough to disguise the advertising text messages and deceive people.
On the other hand, he also had to complain: "So this website only predicts bad luck, right? No wonder, fear has always been the easiest way to lose money."
In short, Feng Mu would never easily admit that the calculations of this website might really have an inexplicable… a little bit accurate? ! !
Feng Mu shook his head slightly, deleted the information in the input box with one click, then fell into a brief thought, and then re-entered the information that needed to be calculated.
Name: Mask
Date of Birth: April 1, 233
April 1, 233, this day may be an ordinary moment in the long river of time, but it is the moment when [Mask] and Ma Bin officially connected.
To a certain extent, in Ma Bin's eyes, April 1, 233 is the anniversary of the true birth of [Mask].
In fact, that day was meaningful not only to Ma Bin but also to Feng Mu. To paraphrase the classic commentary of the story narrator:
The gears of fate began to turn quietly from that moment on.
The input box froze for three seconds, then disappeared and a sentence appeared - Under the watchful eye of fate, everything will be fine.
The next moment, the entire screen disappeared and jumped to another hidden page.
The page was dark at first, then a slightly dim light slowly emerged. The picture was not very clear, a bit like a live broadcast being secretly filmed by a pinhole camera.
There were no comments, no communication, and he was the only viewer in the entire "live broadcast room". This was a movie made just for him.
The film was shot in an abandoned warehouse.
The light came from an emergency lamp on the table. It was obvious that its battery was running low, and the light it emitted was dim and weak, as if it could go out completely at any time, plunging the space back into the embrace of darkness.
The legs of the table were covered with rust left over from the years, and the ground was covered with thick dust.
Various worn-out boxes, moldy canned foods, and some plastic instant noodle buckets were scattered around.
The dim light was cast on the wall at the back. The wall was peeling and cracked. The electric wires extending from it hung down randomly, like the tentacles of a dead person, hanging limply on the rusty iron frame, looking quite eerie.
The iron rack, originally used to place goods, was now empty, with only a person tied to it.
The man was tied up with his hands behind his back in a spread-eagle position with thick hemp ropes. The knots at his wrists and ankles were stained with blood due to the deep marks from the ropes, making him look particularly creepy.
The man's mouth was sealed with tape and his head hung limply, making it impossible to see his eyes and expression.
The clothes on his body were torn to shreds, and the exposed skin was covered with blood scabs that had been torn and healed, and healed and torn again.
The whole scene looked shocking, as if a person was nailed to the iron frame like a clothes rack, and even a pool of solidified blood in the shape of a "big" character was reflected on the wall behind the iron frame.
Even the top forensic scientists would probably find it difficult to tell whether this person is still alive from this still image.
However, Feng Mu had an extraordinary insight into death. With just one glance, he could tell that the man was not dead and still had 1/4 of his blood left.
After a while, a strange noise suddenly came from the house, breaking the original silence.
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The man on the iron frame slowly raised his head, and a blood-stained face appeared in the camera.
Under the dim light, the man's facial features were almost blended into the blood, and the camera's image quality was not clear, making it difficult to see the man's appearance.
Feng Mu moved the phone closer, and the two magatama rotated like high-tech image processing software, enhancing the slightly blurry picture.
The originally blurry picture immediately became clear, and the details appeared one by one, and the clarity seemed to have been instantly improved by two levels.
"Hou Wendong, I remember his name was this." Feng Mu uttered a name.
Feng Mu was not aware of all the details of the event that Ma Bin was planning at the moment, but Ma Bin did reveal some key information to him and even reported to him a photo of Hou Wendong.
To a certain extent, the dying protagonist in the film can be regarded as "one of Ma Bin's own" who had been booked in advance.
"So, what I am watching now is the closing phase. It is reporting the final result of the incident to me in real time." Feng Mu had an idea in his mind.
This situation is just like the work process in the workplace. Perhaps there is no need to report all the twists and turns and hardships in the process to the boss one by one. After all, the leader is so busy that he has no time to care about every detail.
But no matter what, the beginning and end of the incident must be reported in a timely manner.
On the mobile phone screen, Hou Wendong slowly raised his head. The man who kidnapped and tortured him was slowly walking towards him. Hou Wendong couldn't help but reveal uncontrollable fear on his face, and his whole face was distorted.
The man had his back to the camera, and his back looked particularly ferocious under the dim light. He slowly took out a blood-stained wrench from his arms.
He ruthlessly used a wrench to clamp the scabbed bloodstain on Hou Wendong's stomach, and then tore it out inch by inch, as if he was enjoying the cruel pleasure.
Hou Wendong let out a heart-wrenching howl, his voice filled with despair and collapse.
Over the past week, he has suffered all kinds of inhuman torture, and his body and will have reached the brink of collapse.
At this moment, he no longer had any hope of escaping. He had only one thought in his mind - to end this hellish torture as soon as possible. He longed to die quickly.
"Kill me, please, kill me, ah ah——"
At this moment, it was as if fate had heard his sincere plea. Suddenly, the iron window on the top of the warehouse exploded with a loud bang, and broken glass fell like a rainstorm.
Amidst the shattering glass, several figures fell from the sky...
(End of this chapter)
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