The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

The same dirty and colorful sky hung overhead, and the surrounding trees smelled of burning.

A car is parked on a dirt road in the forest.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the car was a man who looked gentle but was drenched in blood.

Meng Busan was bathed in blood, leaning his elbow on the window.

He watched a motorcycle catch up behind the car.

A man dressed in a suit pointed his gun at Meng Busan.

Meng Busan turned his head, his face was covered with sticky blood.

He smiled softly at the man.

Qin Qing's scalp was numb. He held a gun in both hands and pointed the gun at Meng Busan.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

When he spoke, there was an awe-inspiring taste of justice.

Meng Busan slowly licked the blood on his lips, propped his cheeks, and smiled very softly, "Hit you? How could it be? I just help you to see God."

Qin Qing glared at her angrily.

This woman is so beautiful, but she has a heart of snakes and scorpions.

He pulled down the safety on the gun, "I'll ask again, honestly tell me who you are and why you suddenly attacked me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Meng Busan: "I'm sorry, I'm just desperate for this world."

He leaned out of the car window suddenly, as if he was about to do something.

Qin Qing shook his hand and pressed the trigger.

A bullet sprints out.

Time seemed to slow down in an instant.

Meng Busan's pupils reflected the muzzle of the gun and the golden bullets running from the muzzle.

Qin Qing was even more frightened than Meng Busan.

However, the bloody man opposite him was still smiling at him.

Such a smile... inexplicably reminded Qin Qing of the nightmare in his heart.

Just when the bullet was about to hit Meng Busan, darkness fell again.

Qin Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't really mean to hurt people. After all, it would be bad for him if he shot and killed the tester. Fortunately, the darkness came in time.

Qin Qing was taken aback for a moment, "Couldn't it be that he planned it a long time ago?"

Just after finishing speaking, he couldn't help shaking his head, "Impossible...Impossible..."

Even he doesn't know why the world keeps restarting, how could that madman know?

……

When the darkness disappeared again, Meng Busan listened to heavy metal music.

The music was booming, and it was about to shake his brain out.

The wind came in through the wide open window, blowing her hair wildly.

He sat in the same car with the familiar husband again, and the car was speeding on the asphalt road, with intermittent woods beside the road.

Meng Busan lightly brushed his hair, and looked at this cheap husband with a smile.

The man who had been killed many times shivered subconsciously, his fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his fingers turned white from too much force.

The husband raised his courage, "Ah, what are you doing, you smelly..."

Meng Busan squeezed his fingers and made a crisp "click".

The whole body of the husband was trembling, he shut his mouth tightly, and dared not say anything again.

A flash of thought and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Meng Busan laughed.

Oh, it turns out that although the memory is not so pure, does the body still remember it?

That would be great, I want to help you remember the fear of being dominated by me.

Meng Busan said softly, "Where are we now?"

The husband shivered and said, "No, I don't know, this, this, who knows."

Meng Busan: "Hey, look at you, your forehead is sweating, are you sick? If you are sick, don't drive."

As he spoke, he leaned towards his husband and stretched out his hand, as if to wipe his sweat.

The husband trembled more violently.

His lips were dry, peeled and white, "Don't, don't come here!"

Meng Busan frowned, "Ah, I didn't hear what you said."

Meng Busan jumped forward suddenly.

The husband seemed to have seen something horrible, and suddenly turned the steering wheel violently, and the car turned to the left uncontrollably, but he didn't see a black car coming from Mercedes-Benz, and he bumped into the car, knocking the black car off. asphalt road.

This road was higher than the woodland on both sides, and there was a ditch at the side of the road. The black car rolled over and rolled directly down the asphalt road.

The husband slammed on the brakes, and the car barely stopped on the side of the road.

The husband held the steering wheel tightly, panting with difficulty, and was also taken aback by the scene just now.

The husband took a few breaths, and then said to Meng Busan with a trembling voice: "Go down and have a look, there seems to be someone in the car."

Meng Busan: "Oh, good."

He smiled and got out of the car.

As soon as he got off, her husband didn't even have time to close the car door, he stepped on the accelerator, the car roared, and ran forward without looking back, throwing Meng Busan off.

Meng Busan raised his hand in a calm manner, and the string of jasmine bracelets turned into a handful of guns.

He squinted his eyes and hit the fuel tank of the car with a single shot.

The husband's head poked out of the window and yelled at him, "Why the hell can't you let me go!"

Meng Busan shot again.

The bullet hit the gasoline-smeared road, sparking sparks all at once. The sparks splashed and ignited the gasoline on the road. The gasoline ignited and burned all the way to the bottom of the car.

The husband was about to cry, "I have no grudge against you!"

Meng Busan shrugged, "Hey, who made you feel bad for me? If you make me feel bad, I will make you feel bad forever."

Husband: "Damn! You crazy!"

The husband was about to run out while cursing, but it was not as fast as the car exploded.

There was a loud "bang", and the husband was burned into a burning man by the exploding car.

Meng Busan watched the cheap husband drive west with a smile, and he didn't look away until he confirmed that he was "cremated into a box".

Meng Busan jumped off the road and walked to the black car.

The glass of the black car was covered with a black film, and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside.

He climbed under the car and looked in through the pressed front glass, only to see a woman with wide eyes and blood on her head lying inside.

The woman was blond and blue-eyed, her pupils had dilated, and she was obviously dead and couldn't die anymore.

He was also somewhat familiar with this face, it was Miss Anna's face that he saw in the newspaper.

Meng Busan turned the jasmine bracelet in his hand into a big hammer, and with a single swing of the hammer, the front windshield was smashed to pieces with a bang.

The glass shattered into small, invulnerable pieces and fell down.

Meng Busan crawled and leaned his body in.

He vaguely noticed something, stretched out his hand and pulled it violently, Anna's blond hair was torn off by him.

He put the wig aside and crawled forward again. Only when he saw the man's face did he realize that this Anna was wearing very heavy makeup.

He tugged on his sleeve, stained with Anna's blood, and rubbed against her face, but the rubbing became more and more smudged.

"Tsk, don't blame me for that."

He showed a begging smile, looked around, and finally found a bottle of mineral water that was only half full.

He wiped the makeup on Anna's face with mineral water. Although he hadn't completely removed it, he could roughly see that her appearance was not Anna's at all, but rather...

Meng Busan: "Wow, this is a big news."

He opened Anna's eyelids again, and saw the colored contact lenses in her eyes.

At this moment, a polite voice sounded from outside the car.

"My dear lady, do you need help?"

Meng Busan turned his head slightly, and could only see a pair of boots protruding from under the overturned car.

Meng Busan rolled his eyes and showed a sly smile.

He grabbed the wig, combed it a little, and fastened it on his head.

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