Chapter 37 Inheritance Reward: Tongue Death Curse
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Ma Bin felt that the phone in his hand seemed to have turned into a ferocious bloody mouth, which took in half of his head and neck in one bite.
The voice coming from the phone did not sound like a human voice, but rather like a devil chewing his flesh and blood.
"......That's all. The Blue Wolf Gang is big and powerful, so they shouldn't need this little bit from me."
The person on the phone seemed not to hear Ma Bin's heavy breathing and asked with a smile.
After waiting for about ten seconds, Ma Bin took a deep breath, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and said, "You want too many things. I have to prepare them. It will take about a week."
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes. Combining the information Ma Wei had given him in the past two days, he had an idea in his mind: "A week later, that will be the time of Zheng Si's death."
Why would it take a week to prepare something? Ma Bin clearly wanted to use this week to kill Zheng Si and then take over.
If I were to foolishly go and collect my pay, guess what the next scene would be like? Feng Mu did not expose the truth, but took on the identity of the real murderer of the "Avenger" and said hatefully, "Okay, when you do it, call me back to let me know. I'm going to kill Zheng Si myself."
"Okay!" Ma Bin responded on the phone, sneering in his heart.
Feng Mu suddenly became alert again and warned, "Don't even think about investigating my identity after you hang up the phone. I'm a timid person and I have a strong stress reaction."
Ma Bin originally had this plan, but he gave up the idea after hearing this and said, "We are people with a common goal, and keeping secrets for each other is the basis of cooperation."
Feng Mu understood the hint and laughed: "Don't worry, as long as you don't have any bad thoughts, I won't call Zheng Si."
You can hang up the call at this point.
Feng Mu was not in a hurry, but glanced at the red-haired man whose face was full of panic, with a hint of expectation in his fear.
I don't know whether he was praying that Feng Muchan and Youxin would let him go, or hoping that Brother Bin could save his life over the phone.
Feng Mu smiled and said the last sentence to the phone: "Your little red-haired brother can't climb anymore, do you want to send someone to pick him up?"
Feng Mu asked as he turned on the speaker.
The speaker was mixed with some electrical noise, making the voice even colder: "Kill him. If a secret between two people is known by a third person, it is no longer a secret."
Beep, beep, beep... The phone was hung up before the last syllable from the speaker even fell to the ground. There was not even a second of delay.
The red-haired man's face was pale, his mouth opened into a hollow shape, his trembling tongue unable to utter a word. Only desperate tears and snot flowed into his mouth, silently shouting for him.
"Look, it's not that I don't want to let you go, but your brother Bin is determined to silence you~"
"Don't cry, your expression is too ugly and doesn't match red hair."
Feng Mu gently stroked the red-haired boy's neck with his fingertips, whispering compassion in his ear like a kind person.
"Don't blame me. When you go to the underworld, remember that the person who wanted to kill you is Ma Bin."
Red Hair's throat was cut. He tried to speak, but all that came out of his mouth was blood. He looked at Feng Mu seriously, and the hatred in his eyes for Feng Mu was obviously less.
As we all know, hatred will not disappear out of thin air, it will only transfer secretly.
Red Hair's eyes were wide open until he died.
Feng Mu was very considerate and waited until Red Hair died before he used his hands to dig a hole in the ground like digging tofu, and buried him and Yellow Hair in the same hole.
As a man, you should keep your word. If I say I will bury you here, I will never let your body lie exposed in the wilderness.
He really did, I cried to death~[You brutally killed two people.][One was tortured by you and his desire to live collapsed.][One was full of desire to live but was killed by you, but transferred his hatred to you before dying.][You not only killed people, but also played with their feelings, you did a great job~][You seem to have touched a little bit of the essence of the villain, and the inheritance progress has been slightly improved! ] While digging the soil to bury the body, a prompt box popped up on the retina, which made Feng Mu's good mood index drop by one level.
Feng Mu: “….”
He just wanted to reduce the guilt of killing people. Isn't this in line with human nature? Why did the system define it as playing with the feelings of the dead? Isn't this system poisonous? Slanderous? [Not only killing people, you also know the art of lying.] [You disguised the truth as a lie, and used a mouth full of truth to get rid of suspicion.] [You disguised a lie as the truth, and used a mouth full of lies to cover up your identity.] [You exchanged a false secret for a true secret of others. In your mouth, the boundary between truth and falsehood was reversed.] [You lied and turned black into white. The truth became a piece of plasticine, which you kneaded into what you wanted to present to the world!] [In the matter of lying, you are ahead of 99% of the villains in the world. I am really proud of you. The inheritance progress has increased slightly.] Feng Mu: "???"
Feng Mu had a strange expression on his face. The system seemed to be praising him sincerely, but why couldn't he feel happy in his heart?
The system is a habitual slanderer, and I am a skilled liar. Are we really a perfect match?
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Feng Mu sighed, and said to the system in his heart: "As a villain system, please don't be so honest in the future, ok?"
The system did not respond.
Just a few more lines of settlement popped up - [[Game inheritance increased, this time inheritance increased to 3%][Current rewards have been issued, rewards have been delivered! ][I wish players a happy game...] Okay~ As long as you continue to give rewards, I won't bother with your slander. I will swallow the slight grievances with gritted teeth.
Feng Mu buried the last piece of soil and looked at the settlement prompt with a smile on his face: "It shows that the reward has been delivered, so I can use it directly on myself."
A black exclamation mark appeared above the three-dimensional portrait of the character in my mind.
When it was clicked, the exclamation mark turned into countless symbols, swarming into the character's head like ants.
There were whispers in my ears that didn't sound human.
[You have inherited an evil secret art - Tongue Root Death Curse!] [Tongue Root Death Curse: An extremely vicious blood curse. The person you planted this curse on must not reveal your information, otherwise they will bleed to death.] Feng Mu digested the extra evil knowledge in his mind and thought: "It's a bit like something in an anime in my previous life, but the effect is a little more sinister and terrifying."
Although this reward cannot directly improve combat power, it is still very practical and Feng Mu is very satisfied.
Licking his lips, Feng Mu couldn't help but complain: "The 2% and 3% rewards for inheritance have been received, and the 1% reward is still on the way. It's really weird."
It must be mentioned that Feng Mu's mentality has changed drastically now, and he no longer wants to sign for the reward when the inheritance degree is 1%.
Whether it is lost or not, it is better to be lost.
Feng Mu is not afraid of it getting lost now, but is afraid that it will suddenly appear in front of him one day and give him a huge surprise without warning? ! ! (End of this chapter)
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