Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 127 The Most Evil Villain's Script

With the successful conclusion of the [team-building] activity, Feng Mu did not return to the martial arts gym with his fellow brothers. Instead, he quietly got off the van halfway and returned to his rental house outside the city alone.

After not being home for a week, a thin layer of dust had accumulated in the house, and the air was filled with a faint smell of dust, which was a bit pungent.

If it were Hong Ya, she might take out bottles and jars from her treasure bag and wipe the house inside and out until it was as clean as a murder scene.

But Feng Mu didn't care about it. He casually pushed open the TV cabinet, took out the treasured half piece of evil iron, crushed it gently and put it into his mouth while listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"..."

After a long while, Ma Bin's voice came slowly and coldly: "This is what happened. Are you at risk of being exposed? Do you need me to activate the emergency plan?"

The voice was calm, but the sinister murderous intent that emanated from it was undisguised.

Feng Mu was sincerely satisfied with his subordinate's loyalty and ruthlessness. He slowly swallowed the evil iron in his mouth and responded in a relaxed tone:
"Abin, don't be so angry. How can you kill these two friends you made with great difficulty?"

After a short pause, Feng Mu's tone turned gloomy and cold, typical of a villain: "We will slowly squeeze out their value, draining them bit by bit, until there is nothing left of them to use."

Ma Bin was silent for two seconds, and from the tone of [Online]'s answer, he read the implied meaning of the words.

He exhaled lightly, his tone calm and composed: "The intelligence from the police station is wrong. Your name cannot be on their list. In fact, you are not in No. 8 Middle School at all, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Mu smiled without saying anything, feeling in his heart that his subordinates were too smart. That was how it was, he only needed to say three-tenths of the words and the latter would understand his meaning completely.

Seeing Feng Mu remained silent, Ma Bin understood what he meant, and then sneered, "They are not my friends. I don't need friends."

Then his voice became colder and more direct: "So, what do you want me to do?"

Feng Mu pondered for a moment, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "When our friends are in trouble, we should lend a helping hand. After all, if we do this, when we are in trouble, they will spare no effort, even at the risk of their lives, to help us."

Ma Bin instantly understood what Feng Mu meant, but still pretended to be doubtful and said, "Human nature is ugly. Knowing how to repay kindness is a rare virtue, and being ungrateful is the norm."

Ma Bin didn't want to get the answer from [Mask], he just wanted to be a supporting actor, which is a necessary skill when going offline.

Feng Mu replied as a matter of course: "Then it must be that your method of helping your friends is wrong. There is nothing we can do about it. For such fake friends, we can only ask them to die, or let them wake up through repentance."

Ma Bin: "[Online] What you said makes sense. I know what to do. Don't worry, it won't be long before I develop them into the most unbreakable and sincere friends in the police station." Feng Mu nodded: "I am confident in your work. So, you can ask your friends in the police station to help us think of a way to transfer Chen Ya, Dong Xu, Liu Yi... from Prison No. 4 to Prison No. 2."

Ma Bin agreed solemnly. After thinking for a moment, he raised the question in his mind: "If you are not in No. 8 Middle School, then who is the [Mask] that the police station is holding? Even if the police station is stupid, they would not make up something out of thin air without any evidence, right?"

Feng Mu's mouth seemed to outline an elusive smile arc through the microphone, and his tone was deep and unpredictable: "Who knows, maybe it's just an imitator with ulterior motives."

Ma Bin was full of doubts. He was almost certain that [Mask] knew the true identity of the imitator.

He felt a little sad for the person who didn't know the truth. Why did he have to imitate his own company? Wasn't that courting death?
He said coldly, "What a pathetic guy. He has become your target. So, do you want me to expose him and make him your scapegoat, or cover it up in secret and let him help you attract more attention?"

Feng Mu sneered and said, "Don't rush to grab the job in the police station. I have already designed a script for the copycat criminal. When I need you to perform a good play of framing someone, I will notify you to go on stage to perform, ha——"

Ma Bin listened quietly to the instructions from the other end of the phone without raising any questions. He just asked calmly, "Are there any other instructions? If not, I will go help my friends in the police station."

Feng Mu chuckled and responded: "Go ahead, and remember to send me a copy of all the names on the list later."

After Ma Bin hung up the phone, he picked up his phone and started typing text messages without even a moment's hesitation.

His memory was amazing, and he had memorized the names on the list after just casually glancing over them.

He entered each name quickly and accurately, and after making sure the information was correct, he clicked send.

The phone screen lit up, and with a slight vibration, a text message alert sounded.

Feng Mu picked up the phone and quickly scanned the screen, browsing the list in the text message.

His eyes narrowed into slits, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Feng Yuhuai is not on the list. Should I say that she is worthy of being my sister? When it comes to lying and disguising, she always shows an extraordinary talent. Once again, she has not disappointed me. Now she has even developed to the point where she can kill people right under the noses of the police station without revealing her tracks?"

Feng Mu turned off his phone, deleted the text message, then lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Lines of today's settlement reminders flashed quickly before his eyes.

[You secretly gathered a group of accomplices, quietly planned and executed a joint murder, cleverly falsified the scene, and completed a carefully planned complicity action.]
[Your evil value is quietly rising, and the real inheritance of the game is increasing↑]
[You ruthlessly play with the trust of the dying, manipulate the dying person's mind with eloquent words, and see through the dying person's disguise with your sharp eyes. What you do is the best interpretation of the shrimp pig heart.]
[Your evil index is quietly rising, and the game's inheritance has been significantly enhanced↑]
[You have no mercy even on your blood relatives, and are planning a heinous scenario. After killing your father to prove your truth, are you ready to cross the boundaries of morality and ethics again and challenge the limits of human nature?]
[Your evil index rises sharply, and the game's inheritance has made a significant leap↑↑]
[You have planned a great team-building activity!]
[During this event, your evil index has increased slightly, and the game's inheritance has also been improved↑.]
[It is worth congratulating that your sister Feng Yuhuai committed another murder today. Her killing skills are improving rapidly.]
[The unfamiliarity brought by Feng Yuhuai's first murder has disappeared. When she committed the second crime, she had already begun to explore new methods. She tried to shape herself into a...mask, and even conducted outrageous and cruel experiments on the victims.]
[However, she did not realize that the fake person she tried so hard to imitate and disguise was the culprit that pushed her into her current situation.]
[Everything seems to be a clever arrangement of fate. This forbidden entanglement is full of dramatic tension that even gods can hardly resist. It is undoubtedly a script that only the most evil villain can design. Please continue to work hard and continue to add more exciting, taboo and evil ingredients to this script.]
[Your evil index rises sharply, and the game's inheritance has made a significant leap↑↑]
[Your current inheritance degree has increased to 7%, and you have received a reward...]
[Your current inheritance degree has increased to 8%, and you have received a reward...]
[......]
(End of this chapter)