Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 571 Monsters are scary, but madmen are even more terrifying.
You shake your mmp——

[The Old Tree on the Grave] stared coldly at the camera, looking frightened, but his index finger did not hesitate and pulled the trigger unexpectedly.

The hearts of people in the liberal media are dirty, and their style is dominated by the word "stealing"!

Secretly take photos, secretly record, secretly reveal information, secretly...sneak peek!

"Bang bang bang-!"

The bullets fired in a row, leaving a string of holes in the door.

However, there was no scream from outside the door, but instead...
"boom!"

The door was pushed open with great force, and the broken hinges groaned.

A tall and thin man walked in sideways, holding a tablet in his hand. The screen showed the image of [Old Tree on the Grave] holding a gun.

"I told you, I was watching you, why did you sneak attack me in front of me?"

The man exuded a sinister aura like a venomous snake, with a teasing expression on his face.

The muzzle of [Old Tree on the Grave]’s gun trembled slightly, but he did not continue shooting.

Because several more people walked in from outside the door, all wearing black uniforms, with guns pointed steadily at him.

What frightened [The Old Tree on the Grave] even more was that the gunmen were standing in very particular positions, and they all used their bodies to block the last man who walked in, as if they were ready to block bullets for him at any time.

The most outrageous thing is that one of them had a plaster cast on his hand.

"who are you?"

[The old tree on the grave] looked at the last man who came in.

The man stretched out a pale jade-like hand and gently pushed the shoulders of the people in front of him. They then moved to the sides, revealing the man's figure.

He wore a pair of rimmed glasses, a neat white shirt, had a gentle temperament, and a gentle smile on his lips, which was out of tune with the murderous faces of the villains around him.

If you don’t know, you might mistakenly think that you were kidnapped by a group of bad guys.

But [The Old Tree on the Grave] knows very well that often the most dangerous and terrifying villains are precisely those who appear the most harmless.

"who are you?"

[Old Tree on the Grave] asked again, and he made a subtle adjustment to the muzzle of his gun without making any sound, while his crosshairs secretly locked onto the center of the brows of the man with glasses.

But the man walked out of the human wall, ignoring the gun pointed at his face and walking slowly.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Mu. Although we have never met, we have actually dealt with each other once."

The man spoke softly, his voice full of metallic magnetism, and said faintly,
"Don't be nervous. Your article is well written. So, before I send you on your way, I hope we can sit down and have a friendly chat."

I've only heard of clients having a heart-to-heart talk with prostitutes before having sex, but I've never heard of anyone trying to build a relationship with the deceased before killing someone.

Friendly? ! ! !

Do you hear what you are saying is human language?

A few drops of cold sweat oozed out of [The Old Tree on the Grave]’s forehead.

This inexplicable strange temperament, but vaguely revealed a sense of déjà vu, made [Old Tree on the Grave] involuntarily recall the man who changed his destiny many years ago.

We are obviously not the same person, and this is the first time we meet, but the feeling is really too similar.

[Old Tree on the Grave] took a deep breath and said in a cold voice:
"I don't remember recognizing you."

Feng Mu smiled and said:

"You still haven't remembered? It seems that you have offended too many people. Let me give you a hint. I am from the Second Prison."

[The old tree on the grave] immediately showed a look of realization:

"So that's why. It's because of the previous article. Are you here to take revenge?" Feng Mu shook his head and laughed:

"No, no, no, it's not revenge. I'm actually very grateful to you for the article you sent me. It helped me a lot!"

[Old Tree on the Grave] opened his mouth: "Then you still want to kill me?!!"

Feng Mu nodded seriously, his expression indescribably sincere, as if he wanted to ask for his forgiveness:

"Killing you is necessary, but not out of revenge, but to fulfill my promise to my old boss. He now spends all day in the fish tank, and it's too lonely. He needs a companion to accompany him!"

"madman!"

[The old tree on the grave] cursed in his heart.

This crazy logic, this way of speaking with the most gentle tone and the most creepy request or reason, is really like the man at the beginning.
He still remembered that when he first met that man, he was sure that he was a complete lunatic. Who would have thought that he would turn out to be...

"But you are not him, so go to hell!"

[The Old Tree on the Grave] suddenly pulled the trigger and fired all the remaining bullets in the magazine.

He had dealt with madmen before and had extensive experience in this area, which was that if possible, never let a madman utter the first word.

This is difficult because some crazy people are very good at disguising themselves. When they don't speak, you can't tell at all that they are crazy.

Therefore, if you really can't stop him, remember not to let him finish his words.

Otherwise, the virus is likely to enter your brain through the ear canal, and if your resistance to virus is not high, you will definitely be infected.

Feng Mu stood there, motionless, but the shadow under his feet suddenly boiled and bulged, and several black tentacles shot out like lightning, gently entangled several yellow bullets one centimeter away from his eyebrows.

[The old tree on the grave] had a look of fear on his face, and he froze in place, not daring to move. A row of sharp black teeth was biting his head, and his hair was soaked with eerie saliva.

"What the hell is this?"

[Old Tree on the Grave] His eyes moved downwards, and he caught a glimpse of a strange neck as sticky as liquid extending from the shadow of Feng Mu's feet. On the neck was a hideous head, and a pair of pale eyes without pupils were staring at him without blinking.

There was no warmth of emotion in those eyes, only bloodthirstiness and hunger.

What's even more terrifying is that this monster was obviously eager to eat me. It had already covered my head with its mouth, but it wouldn't close its teeth for a long time.

Monsters are scary.

But the person who can tame the monster is the real monster!

Guan Zhong, Jiang Li and several other members of the Internal Inspection Department also had instinctive fear flashing across their faces and they almost opened fire, but their diehard loyalty made them quickly return to normal and they still looked at Feng Mu with fanatical eyes.

No, it should be said that it is even more fanatical!
Gong Qi's eyes widened, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward, staring straight at the shadow that had come to life under his junior brother's feet. Not only was there no fear on his face, but the word "want" was written all over it without any concealment.

Feng Mu was very satisfied with the performance of the Internal Inspection Department members and his senior brothers.

He did this on purpose, gradually exposing some of his own secrets and weirdness to them, allowing them to gradually adapt so that he could upgrade and transform them better in the future.

It now seemed that their adaptability was stronger than he had expected, and it even saved him a lot of effort in explaining.

Feng Mu snapped his fingers, and Venom, who was connected to his heart, loosened his teeth. His pale eyes reluctantly scanned everyone in the room, and then he reluctantly shrank back into the shadows.

At the same time, a layer of cold sweat ran down everyone's back.

In Venom's eyes, everything in this world except his father is food to be slaughtered.

The only difference is that you can eat it now and you can't eat it now.

Feng Mu's expression remained calm and gentle. He gently pried open the stiff fingers of [The Old Tree on the Grave] and threw the toy-like pistol to the ground.

With Feng Mu's current strength, even if the pistol is very close to him, it has no killing power on him at all, and the damage is not even as good as that of a water gun.

At least, the water gun is more insulting!
Then, Feng Mu grinned, showing his signature smile and said gently to [Old Tree on the Grave]:
"Now, you should believe that... I really want to have a friendly exchange with you, right?"

(End of this chapter)