The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

The sunlight is like blue paint sprinkled with gold powder, drawing the most thrilling strokes on Meng Busan's body.

Tang Ci held Meng Busan's hand and carefully sketched the last line.

He had just finished work when suddenly two shouts came from behind him.

Before Tang Ci turned his head, he saw that the pale palm in his hand was shattered into golden fine sand, and he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

Tang Ci's eyes widened.

A gust of wind blew towards his face, rolling up sand and passing by his ears.

Tang Ci was stunned and said: "I remember... this is a unique way to enter the trial field above A level."

The impatient Lu Xiaomeng and Shen Fangyuan looked at him in unison after hearing his words.

Lu Xiaomeng: "What you said is true?"

Shen Fangyuan tightened his sleeves, "Well, if you say so, the third brother is fine, he just entered the proving ground?"

Tang Ci came back to her senses and nodded stiffly.

Lu Xiaomeng breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

She looked at Tang Ci suspiciously again, "Since this is the case, then why do you have such an expression?"

Tang Ci was more puzzled than Lu Xiaomeng, "Is there something wrong with my expression?"

Lu Xiaomeng gave a "tsk", and took out the mirror to show Tang Ci.

Tang Ci took a look, but found nothing wrong.

Lu Xiaomeng: "Your expression looks like a dead dad."

Tang Ci: "..."

He was about to say something, but found that his whole body was a little chilly.

He raised his head, and Lu Xiaomeng was staring at him in surprise.

Tang Ci seemed to have guessed something, raised his hand, and saw that his hand was turning into golden sand.

When the arm blurred a little bit, and when it reached the itching part of his neck, it suddenly turned into a tearing pain, just... like the pain of tearing wings when it breaks out of a cocoon and becomes a butterfly.

For the last time, Tang Ci only saw Lu Xiaomeng and Shen Fangyuan slowly deserting.

He heard Lu Xiaomeng shout——

"Damn, we've also turned into sand sculptures!"

Tang Ci: "..."

……

At dusk, the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, like rusty iron and rotten cowhide.

A child huddled barefoot in the gloom.

There were more than a dozen people who acted in the same way as him, and these people also flinched.

On both sides of them were bombed earthen walls, and the trembling ruined walls barely covered their figures, while not far from them were continuous gunshots and artillery fire.

Everyone had pale faces, trembling lips, and looked at one place with both eyes, motionless, like a struggling salted fish, but they couldn't survive their fate.

The child squatted down, sat on a big rock, gathered the cloak on his body, and stepped on the cloak with his bare feet.

He raised his head slightly, quietly paying attention to the people around him.

Most of these people are dressed in rags, but the strange thing is that there is a club symbol on a card under their right eye.

The child lowered his head again, hiding his pale face in the hood.

Someone in the crowd said: "We can't stay here forever. I just heard the gunshots getting closer, and their line of fire is shifting here a little bit."

"Then what should we do? It's over, it's over."

"Woooo-"

There was a lot of noise and crying, and everyone feared for their lives.

"So we're moving."

"But once you go out, you will be discovered. Bullets don't have eyes on the battlefield."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, woohoo!"

"Damn, who wants to die, shut up for me!"

Some of the dozen or so people are bold and want to move to the rear now, while others are timid and would rather stay where they are with little hope.

The two groups argued endlessly, and finally a taller man was about to leave by himself.

"If any of you want to go with me, you can go now. Others can do whatever they like. However, I have agreed in advance that I am not responsible for anyone's life."

The man greeted and immediately five people followed behind him.

He lay on the edge of the broken wall and watched for a while, and was just about to rush out, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned his head suddenly, only to see a little thing squatting in the shadow behind him, with a small pale hand clenched. His tattered cloak.

The man glared at him, "What are you doing? Go back!"

He looked ferocious, and he thought he could put the child back down quickly, but the child's hand trembled slightly, but he was still holding onto his cloak tightly. Torn apart by this little thing.

The child was wearing a dark red and dirty cloak, thin and small, and looked like he hadn't lived long.

The man was so disgusted that he stretched out his hand to push the little thing away, but he heard the little thing whisper: "I, I want to follow you."

The man was taken aback, "Do you know what we are going to do?"

He said fiercely: "We are going to die."

"No, it's not..." The child's voice was timid, but it was like a wolf cub biting his palm, "You are going to fight for your life."

"I don't want to sit and wait to die, I want to be with you, I, I want to fight with you big brother."

The man gave a low laugh, "Oh? Aren't you afraid of death? It smacked your stomach to pieces."

The child flinched, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

The man was even more puzzled, "Then why are you still doing this?"

The child whispered: "At least...I think...at least I can choose my way of death, right?"

"At least when you are killed, you won't be pointed at the corpse and say: Weak."

The man's brows softened, "Oh, there are so many people who don't understand something that a child can understand."

Man: "However, let me tell you, you are just like everyone else if you follow me. Children and children don't have any preferential treatment here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the only woman who was following him.

The woman said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I don't need your special treatment."

The man nodded, his big palms covering the dark red hood.

He fiddled with the child's head casually, "Do you understand?"

"Well, well, big brother, don't worry, I know all about it."

The man twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's better that way."

He turned his head, looking for another chance.

He suddenly said: "Go!"

After all, he jumped up high, jumped off the broken wall, and ran forward under the cover of the broken wall. Soon there were dense bullets and screams behind him, obviously someone was hit.

It is not known if the child was injured.

This thought flashed through his mind, but he still didn't look back, and ran forward with all his heart.

He didn't know how many broken walls he jumped, how many streets he ran, and finally found a bombed convenience store with only a third of the wall left.

He jumped in immediately, hiding behind the overturned shelf, looking around for something to drink and eat.

Before he could find anything, he heard the sound of disorderly footsteps.

Damn, wouldn't it be those soldiers who searched here so quickly?

He buried his head and hid himself, but secretly observed through the gap of the iron frame.

Not long after, two people appeared in sight, a small figure supporting a limping figure.

He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

These two people are none other than the woman and the child who followed him.

How come only they survived?

The two also saw this convenience store and immediately moved closer.

However, the two seemed to be a little luckier than the man, and found something to drink and eat as soon as they entered the door.

Do you need to ask why?

At once he asked about the taste of the wine and meat that had passed.

There is actually meat in this convenience store!

He looked around again, but found nothing.

Bah, for goodness sake!

The man pressed his stomach and stared at the two behind the shelf, just like a cheetah looking for food.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and carefully moved out from behind the shelf.

"Hey!"

The two of them turned their heads together, their mouths chewing non-stop.

"Cuckoo - cluck -"

The man's stomach made a sound like thunder.

The child looked left and then again, wondering: "Is it thundering or raining?"

The man coughed, "Is there anything to eat? Give me some."

The woman said: "Yes, there are, but we found them with great difficulty. Why should we share them with you?"

The man stared at her covetously.

The woman trembled for a moment, and said again: "Didn't you say that? You are not responsible for other people's lives, and I am not responsible for yours."

The man rolled up his sleeves and approached step by step.

The woman was trembling but still stood in front of the child.

"Oh!"

The man knelt down directly in front of the woman and the child, "I beg you, give me something to eat."

With a fierce face, he spoke the softest words in the hardest tone.

Women, children: "..."

Woman: "Uh uh uh...you...you..."

The man looked at her and said slowly: "Let's make a deal, as long as you give me food, I can protect you for a while."

The woman thought for a while, then looked at the child.

The man also looked at the child.

Child: "Oh, listen to that cry, Dad."

The woman pressed the child's shoulder and winked desperately——

Don't piss him off.

The man's eyebrows were raised upright, and the muscles in his arms were almost swollen from his sleeves.

He raised his hands.

Woman: "No, we're not..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the man put his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and said in a rough voice, "Hello, Dad!"

woman:"……"

Hey, you kneel too fast!

The child raised his chin, half of his face was still hidden in the hood, only his pale and beautiful jaw could be seen.

"Okay, dad will cover you from now on."

The child tugged at the corner of the woman's robe.

The woman's face turned red all of a sudden, she took out the hand behind her back, and stuffed the thing in her hand to the man, it was indeed a piece of barbecue.

The man didn't even have time to think about how this thing would appear in the convenience store, so he started to eat it.

The woman turned her face sideways and looked at the child intently.

"Cough cough cough-"

Eating only barbecue is too dry, and the man is out of breath from coughing.

The child kicked the woman, and the woman came back to her senses.

"Oh, yes, yes, and wine, yes, wine."

She took out another dusty wine bottle, with half a bottle of wine dangling in it.

The man's eyes lit up, he took it unceremoniously, and dried it in one gulp.

After eating meat and drinking wine, he wiped his mouth and said to the two, "My name is Nuda, where are you two?"

The child said softly, "My name is Baba."

Nuda: "..."

He glared angrily, "You little liar!"

Child: "My name is Baba, Ali Baba."

Nuda looked suspicious, as if he was hesitating whether he should believe it or not.

Woman: "My name is Forty."

Nuda nodded, "This name is more normal."

forty:"……"

You are a fool.

The child said in a milky voice, "Big brother, what should we do next?"

Nuda sighed, "I don't know, I just want to live well."

He looked strange, "Why did those big men die, but you women and children survived?"

Forty said nervously, "Uh... this... probably because of good luck?"

The child said softly: "I don't know, it's probably because I try my best to run in front of my brothers every time. The brothers are so tall, when the bullets came, they all shot on them, covering the area I was protecting. Seriously."

"Oh, the big brothers are really good people."

Nuda: "..."

How do I feel that you, a little liar, did it on purpose?

Forty hurriedly said, "Yes, there are still many good people in this world."

She quietly reached out and touched the child's head, "It's like you, Baba."

After touching it, she held her hand and giggled, as if she had fallen into some kind of fantasy.

The child was helpless, and said to Nuda: "Big brother, what is the situation now, why is everyone like this? Why are you fighting?"

Nuda: "Don't you know? Well, it's always been like this here, fighting non-stop, without a leader."

Child: "Have you been fighting?"

Nuda: "Yes, it has been in this state since I can remember."

"Since you can remember?"

Nuda whispered: "Well, I was injured before, and my memory is damaged. Anyway, the days I can remember are all spent here, and I have lived here for ten years now."

Child: "Big brother also has tattoos on his face."

Nuda touched the bottom of his right eye, "Everyone here has this, and it's also a sign for us to distinguish ourselves from the enemy."

"Huh?" The woman made a questioning sound.

Nuda: "Have you lived here for a long time? Don't you know?"

The woman looked down at the child, and said slowly: "Well, I was hit on the head before, and I can't remember some things clearly. I just followed everyone to escape when I woke up."

Nuda exhaled, "Then we are quite alike. People here have four symbols: Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, and Clubs. These are the symbols that distinguish us from our enemy."

"We are plum blossoms. Anyone with tattoos other than plum blossoms is our enemy."

Forty said softly: "It's not like playing cards..."

"Playing cards?" Nuda looked puzzled, "What are playing cards?"

Forty was also surprised, "You don't know?"

Nuda: "Should I know?"

At this time, the child next to him laughed softly, "It's interesting."

"It's not whether you should know, it's whether someone wants you to know."

Nuda frowned, "What do you mean, please explain clearly."

Baba shook his head, "Big Brother, what did I just say?"

Nuda: "..."

This bear boy!

Forty asked cautiously: "Go on, I still have meat and wine here."

Nuda became excited, "You guys actually found so many? Damn, damn, this damn good luck!"

He let out a breath, "There is nothing to hide. Everyone here knows something. You are just a child and the other is out of your mind, so you don't know."

"We have four cities in the southeast, northwest, and these cities belong to four different countries."

"South, east, northwest, four cities, four countries, hearts, spades, diamonds, clubs...there are obvious artificial traces." Baba said lightly.