Chapter 36 I am the real murderer, it is reasonable to ask for two paychecks
It was like the two cents he gave to create psychological pressure on him. Even though it was useless, Feng Mu was determined to return it in full.
I'm not being petty, I just want to provoke Huangmao again.
When trying out a move, you need a decent opponent so that it will be effective and give you enough experience points.
After killing the red-haired guy with one finger, Feng Mu focused on fighting the yellow-haired guy. He felt that he was able to handle it with ease, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
The pressure that the yellow-haired man brought to him was not even half of what Zhang Tong felt that night. It wasn't because the yellow-haired man was too weak, but...
"The Crane Claw Technique is powerful enough, and I didn't make any mistakes today. I didn't retreat a single step. I fought fiercely and viciously. I am much stronger than that night!"
Feng Mu gained insights during the battle, and fought even more ferociously because of them.
Huangmao felt a chill in his heart. His only remaining eye was staring blankly, and the other eye socket had a hideous hole with half of the broken eyeball stuck in the bone.
Did he not hit hard enough?
No, he was like a trapped beast, fighting to the death, and he fought fiercely enough, but in the end he was no match for Feng Muchong.
But, it was not because he was timid, but because... Huangmao gritted his teeth and took Feng Mu's claw. A large piece of flesh was dug out of his stomach in an instant, and his smelly intestines were about to flow out.
In exchange for this, the yellow-haired man used his short knife skills and stabbed three times in a short space of time, respectively towards the latter's genitals, navel, and heart.
Then, the first knife was knocked away by the latter's knee by raising his leg, leaving a bloody wound on the latter's knee, but the bone was not broken.
Then, the second knife was deflected by the finger hook, and the blade cut off a layer of flesh on the opponent's index finger. However, the finger hook with exposed bones bit people even more fiercely, which was really weird.
Finally, the third knife hit the barrel without any hindrance, but it was like stabbing into a layer of iron shell, and metal sparks were actually produced under the cracked flesh.
What can Huangmao do? He exchanges injuries for injuries, but he gets real injuries while the opponent gets fake injuries. He is covered in blood while the opponent is full of energy and looks dissatisfied.
How can we beat this special brew? Huangmao is also very desperate.
Is the question a question of whether he is fierce or not? The opponent is relying on his high defense and high health to hold on. Can he not retreat? Does he dare not retreat? Feng Mu doesn't think so. He feels that he has completely understood the essence of fighting. As long as he doesn't retreat a step and attacks fiercely enough, it will be others who retreat.
"The meaning of dangerous is that as long as I am dangerous enough, the danger will be for others!"
The more Feng Mu fought, the brighter his eyes became, the more excited he became, and the stronger his belief became. He felt that his combat experience was soaring like a rocket.
"Don't stop, don't retreat, come on."
"If you retreat, you will die. Charge up and kill me so that you can live. The lower your health is, the more you must fight to the death to kill me."
There was blood all over his body, his yellow hair had turned red, and his ears were filled with the other party's fierce and passionate words, making the yellow-haired man numb all over.
He was cheering me on, and he was a nice guy... Bullshit~ The next second, Huangmao was furious, and he threw away the knife, opened his arms, and said with a fearless attitude: "No more fighting, just kill me."
Feng Mu, who was in the middle of a battle, froze in his hands and looked as if he had eaten a fly poop.
No, your desire to survive is a little weak. You can learn from the red-haired guy next to you. His leg tendons were hooked and he only had one hand left, but he was still crawling hard and had already crawled out more than ten meters.
Feng Mu was a little disappointed, so he performed the thirteenth move of Crane Claw, the final move - Broken Heart Claw, to execute the yellow-haired man whose "stance gauge collapsed".
The night was quiet. The sound of the heart being crushed by five fingers and juice flowing out from between the fingers was heard in the wind. Red Hair stopped crawling and looked back in horror.
In the distance, a body fell straight to the ground with a thud.
Nearby, a pair of canvas shoes stained with blood came into view, accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching from afar.
Red Hair froze in place, feeling like his heart was about to explode. He turned his neck stiffly and looked at Feng Mu squatting down with blood on his hands.
"You have a stronger desire to survive than that yellow-haired guy." Feng Mu said.
Red-haired man wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he didn't know what to say.
Feng Mu reached out and took out a cell phone from the red-haired man, handed it to him, and said calmly: "Call your brother Bin, I have something to talk to him about."
Red Hair turned over with great effort, found a number and dialed it.
As the number was dialed, Hongmao bravely asked, "We all obey Brother Bin's orders. Can you spare my life?"
Feng Mu didn't like lying, so he said honestly, "It depends on your performance."
Red-haired man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, with a gleam of hope in his eyes.
The call is connected.
Red Hair's voice was hoarse and trembling: "Brother Bin, it's me, Red Hair, someone wants to talk to you."
At the Blood Rose Bar, Ma Bin was slightly startled when hearing the trembling voice on the other end of the phone. He casually pulled out the list placed aside and glanced at it.
It was confirmed that the person Hongmao had been following these two days was called Feng Mu.
Ma Bin said calmly, "Who's looking for me?"
Red-haired man swallowed his saliva and looked at Feng Mu blankly, not knowing whether to tell the truth or lie.
Feng Mu controlled his larynx to squeeze his vocal cords, making his voice hoarse: "Why are you looking at me? Tell your brother Bin who I am."
Red Hair then stammered into the microphone: "Brother Bin, this is Feng Mu."
The microphone was silent for 1 second, then asked, "Where's Huangmao?"
“Dead!”
"Oh~"
There was another period of silence in the microphone. Ma Bin didn't say anything, Hongmao didn't know what to say, and Feng Mu was not in a hurry either. They were all waiting.
On the other end of the phone, Ma Bin's pupils shrank slightly.
He knows the character of every gang member. Huangmao is a bad guy through and through, so he is not afraid of death. If the person talking now is Huangmao, then his words would be three points more credible.
But if it is replaced by a red-haired person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, not a single word he says can be believed, and he must even listen to the opposite.
They followed Feng Mu, and Feng Mu killed Huang Mao, and then forced Hong Mao to call him and tell him that the murderer was Feng Mu? Is Feng Mu mentally handicapped, or does he think that Ma Bin is a moron?
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After a while, Ma Bin spoke again on the phone: "What a clumsy lie. Who are you?"
Listening to the voice on the phone, Hongmao was shocked. Feng Mu grinned and said hoarsely, "I am Feng Mu."
After saying this, as if afraid that the other party might not believe him, Feng Mu used his peeled finger bones to press against the red-haired man's neck.
Red Hair was terrified, his voice was distorted and crying: "Brother Bin, he is Feng Mu, I didn't lie to you."
Little did he know that the more Red Hair cried, the less Ma Bin believed him. He sneered, "If you don't tell me who you are, I'm hanging up the phone."
Feng Mu took the phone from Hongmao and said helplessly, "Hey, these days no one believes the truth."
Ma Bin remained silent.
Perfect! Feng Mu's suspicion was removed by everyone! Feng Mu sighed and said the truth: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I heard you are sending people to look for me everywhere."
Ma Bin stood up from the sofa, frowning slightly: "Who are you?"
Feng Mu sneered: "I killed Zheng Hang and Zhang Tong, so who do you think I am?"
Ma Bin had already guessed it in his mind, so he was not surprised. Instead, he said, "How brave! We in the Green Wolf Gang are all looking for you, and you dared to call me. What on earth do you want to do?"
Feng Mu glanced at the red-haired man whose brain had stopped working and whose face was dull, and continued, "I want to do the same thing as you, Brother Bin."
Ma Bin: "Whatever I want to do, I just want to catch you."
Feng Mu said with disdain: "Stop acting. What you really want is Zheng Si's death. What a coincidence. I also want Zheng Si to die."
Red Hair seemed to have heard an incredible secret and wished he could bury his ears in the dirt.
On the other end of the phone, Ma Bin's pupils shrank to the point of a needle. He flatly denied: "You are slandering me. I am loyal to Boss Zheng."
"Haha——" Feng Mu curled his lips in disdain and said jokingly, "Then I'll call Zheng Si?"
"Why should Boss Zheng trust you?"
"I used Zheng Hang's phone to call him, and he believed that I was the real murderer. Then he knew that everyone on your list had ulterior motives."
Ma Bin tightly grasped the phone, realizing that the other party knew much more than he thought. His tone turned cold: "You are the murderer who killed Zheng Hang, and I am the second leader of the Green Wolf Gang. Would Boss Zheng believe you but not me?"
Feng Mu said calmly, "It doesn't matter. I don't want him to believe me. I just want him not to believe you. How about it? Do you want me to call him now?"
Deathly silence.
A full half minute later, a voice came over the phone: "We can work together. I can help you kill Zheng Si and avenge Wang Wei."
There was a temptation hidden in these words, but Feng Mu did not deny the cause and effect between him and Wang Wei. He seemed to really want to avenge Wang Wei, and his tone was grim:
"Of course Zheng Si must die, but in addition to that, I also want..."
Are you kidding? Does Feng Mu care whether Zheng Si lives or dies?
Well, he cares, it’s better for Zheng Si to die.
But, Ma Bin has already set up the stage, and Zheng Si will definitely be killed by Ma Bin.
In that case, this is called the result of teamwork, how can it be included in the remuneration~ "Although you set up the stage, I also joined the performance, and I played two roles, so it is reasonable to get a sky-high salary~"
Feng Mu thought so, and the high salary he offered made Ma Bin on the other end of the phone want to crush the phone.
…..(End of this chapter)
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