The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Chapter 284 Father, daughter, son, this family

Looking back on the past, Hou Wendong can only be thankful that the mistakes he made at that time did not lead to negative consequences.

My destiny is to turn a blind eye and take pity on myself secretly.

An unprecedented strong sense of guilt stirred in Hou Wendong's heart. He had not experienced this senseless emotion for many years.

Hou Wendong took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. His voice was full of sincerity and sincerity. It felt like he had regained his original intention and wanted to go back and be a good person again. He said:

"Ma Bin, you don't need to apologize. I should be grateful to you. You saved my life. No words are enough to express this. So don't call me Secretary Hou in the future. I should be older than you." You can call me Brother Hou from now on."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then Ma Bin's voice came through the phone, with a little embarrassment and panic:

"Hou, Secretary Hou, I'm used to calling you this. It's not that I'm not grateful for your kindness. Secretary Hou, I understand your kindness, but I...it's really hard for me to change my words."

Hou Wendong imagined in his mind the picture of Ma Bin on the other end of the phone, his face red and stuttering. Not only was he not annoyed, but he felt more comfortable.

He laughed loudly, and his voice became bold:

It doesn't matter what you call me. The key is that from now on, you are my brother, Hou Wendong. If you have nothing to do, just come to me. I have something very important to discuss with you. . "

"Okay, Secretary Hou, I'll be right over."

The voice on the phone sounded slightly excited, but in fact the expression on the other end of the phone was completely different.

Ma Bin hung up the phone with an indifferent expression, gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his index finger, and curled up the corner of his mouth in an elusive and weird arc.

On the side, Ma Wei looked at his mouth and nose, his head lowered with his nose and heart in mind. He said nothing and had no expression on his face. He just secretly cursed in his heart:

"Secretary Hou is so brave. He actually wants Brother Bin to call him brother. Tsk tsk. Doesn't he know that the grass on the head of the last person who was called brother by Brother Bin has grown so tall?"

In Ma Wei's heart, the only person worthy of being called "Big Brother" by Brother Bin, who is ruthless and lies in front of him, is the [Masked] boss.

Others can't touch a bit of porcelain.

Ma Wei sighed in his heart: "Forget it, wait until Xiaohou is included as a member of [Destiny]'s peripheral organization one day, Brother Wei, I will show mercy and teach him the principles of life."

Ma Wei had a strong premonition in his heart. He had a premonition that the day when Xiao Hou was completely tied to the pirate ship was not too far away. He just didn't know if the script Xiao Hou would get then would be the same as what he had at that time. Is the one you took the same model?

Mawei’s sincere hope... is one!

Some people have been soaked in the rain, so they are willing to hold an umbrella to protect others;

There are also people who tear apart other people's umbrellas one by one because they have been caught in the rain;

There are even some people who have suffered from the rain themselves, but want to pick up a water gun and spray others from head to toe.

Unfortunately, Ma Wei does not belong to the first category; but fortunately, he does not belong to the second or third category either.

He is... the kind of person who wants to use high-pressure water cannons to hurt others... well, twice!

As for which type Brother Bin and [Mask] belong to, well, it can only be said that they are both high ground that the current Mawei is far from reaching.

The elevator door slowly lowered and opened.

Feng Ju walked out with firm steps and stepped on the ground with his polished boots, making a crisp sound of "tap", "tap", "tap".

His metallic right arm was waving in his sleeves, making a hissing air flow through the fabric of his clothes, causing the patients and doctors in the hospital corridor to cast surprised and fearful glances. All he could see was a black metal fist protruding from his cuffs.

And behind the pitch-black fists were silver fists that also swung to the rhythm. They were uniform, as if they were mirror images of the black fists, reflecting silver shadows in the air.

After Feng Ju successfully underwent transformation and was implanted with high-performance prosthetics, another batch of head catchers also completed similar transformation surgeries.

It's just that unlike Feng Ju's black hand, their prosthetic model is a little cheaper, and the surface is spray-painted with a silver luster.

Today, Feng Ju came to the hospital to welcome them after they recovered and were discharged.

They were the head catchers who were admitted to the hospital in the same batch as him. They were all attacked by [Masque] and their bodies suffered different physical disabilities. They were either missing arms or had broken legs. They were all supposed to be disabled for the rest of their lives.

But now, they have all stood up again, restored to wholeness, and through transformation, they have been implanted with tyrannical power that they never dared to imagine before.

This is the greatness of technology and the kindness of the special commissioners. However, tracing back to the deeper reasons, their transformation and evolution today are actually all thanks to [Mask].

So, they took off their hospital clothes, changed back into the uniforms of the patrol room, divided into two lines, and followed Feng Ju closely. They wanted to follow the captain Feng Ju out of the hospital to find [Mask] to repay this kindness.

Yes, after Li Shan became the captain, Feng Ju was quickly promoted and became the captain.

The two captains are ranked in no particular order, and their levels are in no particular order. The only difference lies in the recommenders behind them.

The recommender behind Li Sheng was Du Ziteng, but he was already dead; the recommender behind Feng Ju was a special commissioner, but he was still alive and well.

Therefore, the wind direction in the patrol room has changed subtly in the past two days. Although the number of police chiefs gathered around Feng Ju is smaller, roughly only 1/2 of that of Li Shang, his prestige in the past two days has subtly overshadowed Li Shang.

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Dong Ping felt the huge power transmitted by the mechanical prosthesis, and his pace unconsciously quickened. He followed closely behind Feng Ju and muttered in a low voice:

"Captain Feng, Li Shang is really lucky. Secretary Du, who promoted and appreciated him, just died, and he happened to rescue Secretary Hou and replaced a thicker leg. It's really..."

Feng Ju's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the team members and said lightly:

"We don't need to care about these. We just need to remember that the special commissioner has given us a second life, and then do all the things the special commissioner has told us to do one by one. That's enough."

Dong Ping nodded and grinned:

"I know this. I'm not worried that Li Shang will block your path to becoming the director in the future."

Feng Ju heard the voice, a thick shadow flashed across his eyes, and he snorted coldly:

"As long as we can catch [Mask], no one can stop us from making progress, so you should stop thinking about these things all day long. Remember, Li Shang is disliked by the special commissioner because he thinks too much."

Dong Ping saw that Feng Ju's expression had turned cold, smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking about this topic:

"Captain Feng, you are still clear-sighted. The special commissioner is the strongest thigh. As long as we can successfully catch [Mask], Captain Feng's promotion is just around the corner... Hey, Captain Feng, the guy in front looks like your kid, right?"

Dong Ping paused slightly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, he raised his silver finger and pointed in the direction of the VVIP exclusive channel.

Feng Ju raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked in the direction of Dong Ping's finger. As expected, he saw three figures walking out of the wide VVIP corridor one after another.

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