Chapter 43: Danger Approaches
When Feng Mu woke up in the morning, he received several text messages.
The text message was sent by Ma Wei at around 06:17 in the early morning. The content of the text message was very explosive.
—Boss, many brothers from the Green Wolf Gang died last night. It seemed that Brother Bin asked them to do something in the black market, but they all died. Their bodies were found under a bridge.
——Qian Hao, Brother Bin’s confidant, died a particularly tragic death. When he was carried back, half of his heart had been eaten away.
——Boss, you will never guess what it was that was bitten. It was ants. The chest was full of ants and ant eggs.
——It is said that, I heard from the doctor in the gang that when Qian Hao's heart was half eaten away, he might still be alive. Hahaha, I laughed my ass off. I think the doctor should check his brain. What do you think, big brother? Feng Mu lost all sleepiness immediately.
He read the text message twice more, extracted the key information, and pieced it together with what he already knew, and naturally came to the following inference.
First, Qian Hao was sent by Ma Bin to the black market to collect black nuclear substances.
Second, the black market dealers who collect black cores are extremely brutal and are definitely not ordinary warriors.
Ordinary warriors don't have the means to use ants to gnaw on people's internal organs, and they can also gnaw off half of a person's heart without killing him. This is obviously torture, and the means are very professional.
Third, Qian Hao was just a gangster and he certainly couldn’t stand the torture, so he would definitely sell out Ma Bin.
Fourth, the more brutal the methods used by the black market traders, the more certain it is that there is a secret behind the black core, and this group of people will definitely target Ma Bin next.
Of course, this secret is definitely not called Yinsha Jiuyou Enieyuan Iron. This should be a secret that only he who possesses the system knows.
Black Core has other secrets, but the result is the same. The goals of this group of people are in conflict with Feng Mu.
When Feng Mu thought of this, he felt seven parts depressed and three parts relieved.
Frustrated by the fact that this group of black market merchants were not simple, Ma Bin might not be able to gain the upper hand against them, and his plan to use Ma Bin to produce black nuclear weapons was basically half-ruined.
Fortunately, he had never been to the black market with Wang Jian, and he was not stupid enough to look for this group of people to reversely purchase the black cores.
Otherwise, it’s hard to predict good or bad luck.
As for whether one can survive after having half of the heart bitten off, there's nothing strange about that. Of course one can.
"Unless it shatters half of my heart at once, [Crazy Blood] may not have time to react and I'll die. But if it's like an ant, biting at it little by little, then [Crazy Blood] will definitely keep me alive, and it will get more and more fierce." Feng Mu thought.
He thought further: "But I can only save my own life, not others. Using this as a reference for comparison, the level displayed by this group of black market merchants is higher than my current level."
Feng Mu came to the conclusion very rationally: "For safety reasons, I will not think of taking the black cores in their hands for the time being."
The remaining doubt is, if Ma Bin can't hold on, will he sell himself out? The bad news is that Ma Bin will definitely sell himself out;
The good news is that Ma Bin’s image of me is that of a cripple seeking revenge for love.
It has nothing to do with Feng Mu, so it’s okay.
While Feng Mu was thinking this, Ma Bin seemed to have sensed something and called him.
It was Hongmao’s phone. They had agreed to use this phone to contact each other.
Feng Mu listened to the noise in the living room. Wang Xiuli should be in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He plugged in the headset and answered the phone. His voice became hoarse: "Hello, what's up?"
Ma Bin asked his younger brothers to go out. He didn't feel disgusted and carefully examined Qian Hao's body several times. His face gradually became solemn and then he called Hongmao's cell phone.
"Are you trying to trick me?" Ma Bin's first question was an impolite one.
Feng Mu said calmly: "What are you talking about?"
Ma Bin sneered: "All the men I sent to the black market died, and their deaths were extremely tragic. The black market merchants who collected black cores should not be at the level of black market merchants."
Ma Bin is not looking down on the black market, but the fact is that in the "resource control cycle" system constructed by Shangxiacheng, the black market is the sewer.
There might be some controlled substances circulating there, but they are definitely not of high quality.
The merchants who survive in the black market may be cunning and cruel, but they are definitely not really vicious, because the real vicious merchants are all disguised as legal merchants.
Whoever is hanging around in the black market opens a shop openly and receives customers.
Ma Bin's words were a bit confusing, but Feng Mu could understand them. Inwardly, he admired Ma Bin for being so sharp, as he immediately smelled the danger.
Feng Mu pretended to be shocked and remained silent for a few seconds before explaining, "I didn't plot against you. I didn't know that group of black market merchants were not simple."
Ma Bin sneered: "So, you want to use me to test them?"
Feng Mu was a little embarrassed, he did have this bad intention.
Before Feng Mu could argue, Ma Bin continued, "A group of thorny and dangerous guys deliberately disguised themselves as black market traders and remained unknown for many years. Obviously, they have big plans, but now, they can no longer pretend."
Feng Mu: “Well, thanks to you.
Ma Bin was furious: "They will definitely target me, so tell me, what secrets does the black core hide?"
Feng Mu remained silent. How the hell did he know what secrets the black core was hiding?
Ma Bin gritted his teeth and threatened: "If you don't tell me, then when they come looking for me, I will have no choice but to give you away."
Ma Bin didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone looked like, but he thought he had some key clues, such as a lame man, a student from No. 47 Middle School, and a close relationship with Wang Wei.
He was certain that as long as he was determined to investigate, he would be able to find out the other party's true identity. In other words, if he gave this information to the group of black market merchants, the result would be the same.
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Therefore, Ma Bin believed that his threat was meaningful and of great weight.
Feng Mu was not willing to break up for the time being. He sighed, as if he was forced into a corner. However, he was unwilling to reveal everything, so he only uttered one key word: "Evil Sacrifice!"
Ma Bin's eyes lit up, obviously remembering something.
Feng Mu praised his quick wit. The system's evaluation of him was correct. He was indeed very good at lying and making the fake look real.
He said: "I don't know much more. I can only tell you that the black core is related to a certain evil sacrifice."
Feng Mu stopped talking at that point, and there was silence on both ends of the phone.
Feng Mu remained silent because he could only remain silent. As for why Ma Bin remained silent, Feng Mu had no idea.
After a while.
Ma Bin's voice came out of the microphone again: "I understand."
Feng Mu: “…”
No, buddy, what do you understand? Can you elaborate on it? I’m super curious. The Riddler must die a horrible death.
Feng Mu felt itchy. He really wanted to know what Ma Bin had imagined so that he could learn from it when he told lies in the future.
Ma Bin did not satisfy Feng Mu's curiosity. He changed the subject and said, "In that case, the black core must be removed from the things you asked me for."
Feng Mu was understanding: "Okay."
Ma Bin made another request: "I got into trouble by stepping on the minefield for you. If they come looking for me, you have to come and help."
Feng Mu grinned, his laughter was genuine: "Of course, since we are working together, we must help each other. Don't worry, I am a person who abides by the code of conduct."
Ma Bin snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
Only a fool would believe in the moral code of the underworld. He believed even more that his threat had worked. The other party should know more about the black market businessmen than he did and should be more afraid of them.
Feng Mu naturally doesn't care about the moral code of the underworld. He is just a cremator who has been blessed with good fortune, and he doesn't mingle with the underworld.
But, there is half sincerity in what he said above: "Well, if the opportunity is right."
After all, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. So, confront the black marketeers head-on and take risks. (X)
Use teammates as bait, sneak attack, shoot arrows, and change the home in one wave? (√)
(End of this chapter)
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