Chapter 60 The belated 1% reward, is he the courier?
Feng Mu did not conduct this cruel experiment as it would be too cruel to the mummy.
The most important thing is that the style of the painting was too evil, and he didn't have the mind or time to kill everyone at the scene.
He is not a heartless villain, he just wanted to retrieve the black core that was forcefully bought and sold by others. The murder he committed today cannot be entirely blamed on him, at least most of the blame should be placed on the black market merchants led by Dark-faced No. 2.
[Crazy Blood] was filled by [Feast], the cruelty in Feng Mu's heart was removed, and after sucking a person's blood, the emptiness of thirst for blood was also relieved.
Feng Mu has rediscovered his hypocrisy, bah, his pure, kind, and peace-loving nature.
"I can't let down these dead people. I must get my black core back."
Feng Mu sighed, followed the coordinates in his mind, and rushed into the building.
Your own blood is the best locator.
Without any delay, Feng Mu walked into the bedroom. On the way, he ran into a few constables with broken legs climbing the stairs. He jumped over them in a friendly manner.
Several constables were so frightened that they almost hit their heads and rolled to the ground.
He opened the closet and used his wrist bone like a knife to cut open the wall of the secret room, and Feng Mu retrieved his black core and handbag.
He swore that he just wanted to take away the black core that belonged to him, and he didn't know how the suitcase got stuck in his hands without anyone noticing.
Maybe, the big black cores in the suitcase that looked "strong and mature" were worried about the small black cores with "small faces and thin muscles", so they pestered him~ "Strange, there are not as many as I expected to fill the cabinet, but they are unusually large."
"What's wrong? Can a normal black core be this big?"
"Could it be that the Black Core is like my [Feast], and can devour each other?"
"But, anyway, the big black kernels in the box smell a hundred times better than the small black kernels. I really want to eat them right there and then."
Full of doubts and desire, Feng Mu ran downstairs with his suitcase in one hand and handbag in the other.
Downstairs, the people who had hidden their heads under their butts just now were gone. The seriously injured and disabled captains were unable to take care of themselves and lowered their heads tacitly, not looking at the masked monster that was about to leave.
Apart from……
Feng Ju woke up from a coma and it seemed that all his ribs were broken.
Having missed the climax due to fainting, he was definitely the most fearless captain in the scene at this moment. He was seen crawling up from the ground while enduring the severe pain.
As soon as he got up, the first thing that caught his eye was the gloomy mask again.
Feng Ju: “???”
Why does this scene seem so familiar? Could it be that time has gone back, or I have never been unconscious at all.
"I'll stop him, and we'll shoot him."
Feng Ju roared at the top of his lungs and stood right in front of the mask. Without a gun or a knife in his hand, he half-crouched down, hugged his arms and pounced towards the mask.
From coma to waking up, time was lost for Feng Ju. As soon as he opened his eyes, he only saw the mask. He didn't realize that there was no one else standing at the scene except him and the mask.
His brave roar for progress did not bring about any gunfire, but only dead silence in response.
"Why do you have to get up again? Why don't you just lie down and pretend to be dead? Why do you have to force me to kill my father to prove my truth?" Feng Mu felt a chill in his heart.
Feng Mu was holding things in both hands, his pupils under the mask shrank slightly, and the moment he raised his foot to avoid, several bone thorns suddenly popped out from his left shoulder.
Sharp and ferocious, it exudes a cold and evil aura.
"Bones growing out of flesh, what the hell is that?"
Feng Ju's feet froze, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he felt his shoulder being poked, followed by a huge force, and he flew into the air again.
The sprayed blood flew into the air and splashed on his face, then fell heavily back to the ground. A cracked arm, as if bitten by a beast, rotated and hit his chest.
"My shoulder was torn off. Am I disabled?"
The fractured ribs made another crisp sound, and Feng Ju spurted out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black again, and he completely lost consciousness again.
"Hey, why do you have to stop me?"
"Just like you said, if a person without ability still wants to make progress, it will only hurt himself."
"Luckily you didn't stop me, otherwise, Feng Ju, you would have killed my entire family. No, everyone in our neighborhood would have died too~"
Feng Mu finally held back at the last moment, not because he had any feelings for Feng Ju, but because he remembered Wang Xiuli's anxious wait outside all night.
He may not care about Feng Ju, but Wang Xiuli's feelings for him are sincere. Feng Mu is not a heartless person after all, and he feels sympathy for Wang Xiuli.
Forget it~ Spare Feng Ju’s life and let him become the cripple that he has always despised the most, and keep him at home.
Of course, this is from Feng Mu's perspective. For Feng Ju, this might make him more uncomfortable than killing him directly.
"Alas, I just can't accept the slightest favor from others. I'm too kind-hearted. It's a disadvantage for a person like me to be a villain. I must change in the future." Feng Mu thought.
40 minutes later.
Feng Mu appeared stealthily in an abandoned bridge tunnel. The bridge tunnel was half collapsed due to years of disrepair, and scavengers and vagrants did not dare to live in it.
Feng Mu looked around and saw no one. He walked carefully into the bridge tunnel, and came out after a while, carrying two more suitcases.
The two suitcases were hidden inside by Ma Wei as instructed.
The suitcases had no password, and Feng Mu opened them by pressing the lever. One of the suitcases was filled with non-consecutive banknotes, and the other contained 50 small yellow croaker gold bars and two secret books.
A box of banknotes has 1.5 million in value, 50 small yellow croaker gold bars are valued at about 1 million in value, and there are two secret books, one third grade and one second grade, with a total value of 300,000 in value.
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Therefore, the two suitcases amounted to a total of 2.8 million extorted from Ma Bin.
It is equivalent to the salary that one can only save up if he works in an incinerator for 70 years without eating or drinking.
As expected, no matter which world, once people start to go astray, money will disappear into their wallets like a dog-skin plaster.
Feng Mu looked down at the three suitcases and thought to himself, "I have the money, the cheats, and the upgrade materials. All I have to do is run away and find a safe place to hide and survive."
Everyone in the old and dilapidated neighborhood was dead, and the courier sent by [Fate] definitely didn't escape. The best case scenario is that everyone was dead, so he didn't need to run away.
The worst case scenario is that he is caught alive and may even confess overnight, exposing the recipient's information.
Two probabilities, 50% versus 50%.
But this was a matter of life and death, and for Feng Mu it was only the difference between zero and one. To be on the safe side, he decided to run away as soon as he got the things. Not to mention escaping from District 9, he had to at least stay away from the urban area first.
He had planned the route the week before: first go out of the west of the city, then head north, pass the suburbs, there is a small town that can be used as a transit point, where he would stay and find out the situation.
If there is no problem, turn back. If there is a problem, dive into the scavenging area further north. If that doesn't work, go into the deeper ruins area.
Buzz——
The phone vibrated. It was a message from Ma Bin, or a MMS.
Text: I'm sorry, it happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to inform you. I have solved the problem, Boss Zheng, but I left a trace. According to the agreement, the last knife will be left to you. Let's meet here at xxxxxxxx in 2 hours.
Picture: Zheng Si's face is covered in blood and he is tied to a chair with his head drooping and he looks like he is about to die.jpg Feng Mu glanced at the MMS and sighed, "Ma Bin is so hypocritical. He obviously didn't notify me because he was afraid that there would be trouble if I showed up."
"Haha - you promised to pay me in advance for the blackmail. Isn't that just a tacit understanding between us? It turns out that you are talking about it in a very beautiful way."
"You left some breath for me?"
Feng Mu sneered in his heart. If he really wanted to avenge Wang Wei, he might have gone to the appointment in a fit of anger.
Unfortunately, Feng Mu is not hypocritical, he is just full of lies. He doesn't even know who Wang Wei is~——I didn't do anything, so I won't take your head. You can do it for me.
Editing message...
Before he finished editing the message, he received another text message, which was sent directly to his own mobile number.
——Encrypted text messages.
Feng Mu was stunned. There was no number in the sender's column, only a note: This text message cannot be monitored or tracked, and will be automatically destroyed one minute after reading.
Content of the message: Deep Diver of Destiny, your offline has been activated. Please go to the secret contact point xxxxxxx within 1 hour to receive the message. The secret message is: My face is not my face! Feng Mu's pupils almost shrank to the size of a needle tip, and the expression on his face gradually became weird.
There was no other reason. The location agreed upon by Ma Bin was exactly the same as the address of the secret contact point in the encrypted text message, except that the agreed time was one hour different.
At the same time, a line of prompt boxes popped up silently on Feng Mu's retina.
[The 1% reward for inheritance has arrived. Please quickly find your courier to claim it. I wish you a happy game! ] Feng Mu: “???”
Feng Mu: “….”
(End of this chapter)
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