The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

The atmosphere in the room was very awkward.

Tang Ci coughed lightly, "But, but, now my brother thinks you are very pleasing to the eye."

Meng Busan clutched his heart, and sighed, "I always thought that Uncle Tang, you can see that I am a perfect and good person at a glance, so you cooperate with me. You really broke my heart."

The corner of Tang Ci's mouth twitched, "Let's be less routine and more sincere."

Meng Busan covered his face and wept, "Are you unwilling to listen to me now?"

Tang Ci only felt that his brain was hurting. Are there so many trials now?

But I don't know why, but I always feel that I can't leave him alone.

Tang Ci: "Sorry, I will definitely be more sincere to you in the future."

Meng Busan: "Don't be like this, I don't want anything from you!"

Tang Ci was taken aback, and said in surprise: "I didn't say anything to you either!"

Meng Busan put down his hands and looked at him coolly.

Tang Ci was agitated, subconsciously said: "Okay, okay, give it, but I'm really fine."

Meng Busan pouted, "I saw you secretly picked up a piece of chalk, what's the matter? Uncle Tang has a bad memory, did you forget that you modified the task on it?"

Tang Ci let out a "fuck" and looked at him in disbelief.

Meng Busan stretched out his hand towards him.

Tang Ci blinked and stammered, "You, how did you know? You were obviously not here when I picked up the chalk."

Meng Busan chuckled, "Then you should remember to wipe off the powder on your fingers."

Tang Ci: "Don't fool me, I wiped it clean."

Meng Busan leaned on his back, wrapped his arms around him, and pulled his shirt collar, "Then rub it on your vest? Do you think your gray vest is not conspicuous enough with a little white?"

His finger slid down and touched Tang Ci's pocket.

"Besides, the shirt and vest are so tight, it's almost too obvious to put something on."

Tang Ci smiled wryly, "Your eyes are really sharp, and your brain is also good. You are indeed a person who focuses all his skills on intelligence."

He reached into his vest pocket, but found nothing.

"Huh? Where's the chalk?"

He searched from the top pocket to the bottom pocket with both hands, but he searched them all, but found nothing.

Tang Ci was startled, "It's gone?"

Meng Busan let out a slow "hmm".

Tang Ci: "No, I didn't lie to you, it really disappeared this time, I don't know where it went?"

Meng Busan: "Oh, I know."

He was leaning his head to look for something, when he heard the sound he raised his head, "What?"

Meng Busan stretched out the hand that pointed his pocket to Tang Ci again, and with a slight shake, a piece of white chalk was sandwiched between his little finger and ring finger.

He shook his hand again, and the chalk disappeared in his palm in an instant.

Tang Ci was startled, "Is this magic? No, no, when did you take the chalk away? Why don't I feel anything?"

Obviously the clothes are so tight, it's impossible not to feel it when he picks out his pockets!

Meng Busan yawned.

He put his chin on Tang Ci's shoulder, squinted his eyes, and said casually: "Yes, why? When did this thing come into my hands?"

Tang Ci: "..."

This guy!

Tang Ci smiled helplessly, "Okay, it's all in your hands, let's go!"

As he spoke, he searched the room.

Meng Busan: "That's not okay, you haven't told me, have you ever moved the mission?"

Tang Ci: "I really haven't moved."

He glanced sideways, "Sansan, I was going to move, but you came too fast, you didn't have time!"

Meng Busan smiled, "Well, since it's what you said, Brother Tang, of course I believe it."

He sighed, "What can I do if I don't believe it? After all, I'm not in good health, and I can only rely on forming a team with others in the trial ground, selling my brainpower."

Tang Ci smiled embarrassedly, "Actually, before I met you, I wanted to do something, but after I met you, I thought you were a nice person, so I couldn't help but want to treat you better."

"Don't worry, I won't betray you."

Meng Busan gave a low "hmm".

He said hoarsely: "I seldom trust others. I want to believe Brother Tang's words."

Tang Ci couldn't help puffing out her chest, "You should trust me more, make sure you don't lose money, and say yes to everything you've used me."

Meng Busan smiled "hehe".

He raised his head, his eyes full of sincerity, "Really, Brother Tang is nice to speak and a nice person, I've never met such a nice person like Brother Tang!"

Tang Ci blushed at what he said, and couldn't help scratching her cheek.

Meng Busan: "It's important for us to do serious business. Let's search for things in the house."

Tang Ci nodded.

This is an old-fashioned residential building with two bedrooms, a kitchen and a bathroom.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a toilet on the left hand side. Go forward, and the recessed area is the kitchen. After you open the door, there is a bedroom.

"It's been 4848. How can there be such an old-fashioned house?" Meng Busan couldn't help complaining.

Tang Ci: "Hey, the apocalypse in this proving ground is all imagined by the world slapping its ass. The other world just thinks about the script with its ass and kills the testers with its heart."

He shook the only knife in the kitchen, "San San, why don't you use this for self-defense?"

Meng Busan coughed, "Brother Tang, don't worry about me, just take it."

Tang Ci hesitated, "This... I cheated on you just now, and you still trust me so much?"

Meng Busan slapped him hard on the shoulder, "Just hold it if you tell me."

Tang Ci froze and sighed silently.

He said: "Sansan, really, you listen to brother, it's good for you to take it."

Meng Busan: "Brother, you don't have to be embarrassed, how about it, the next weapon we see will be mine, okay?"

Tang Ci was very moved, "You've said that, so it's good."

Meng Busan scratched his head and smiled.

Tang Ci took the wide-bladed kitchen knife and continued to grope forward with Meng Busan on his back.

As soon as the two entered the room, Meng Busan called out, "Hey? Why is there such a thing over there!"

"What?" Tang Ci immediately looked in the direction of Meng Busan's finger, and saw a chainsaw in the corner of the first bedroom.

Tang Ci; "..."

Meng Busan sighed, "Oh, I really didn't expect that I was so lucky. I thought we would not be able to find weapons."

Tang Ci turned his head one by one, and looked at him hesitantly, "You really don't know that there is a chainsaw here?"

Meng Busan stared, his eyes were clean and pure.

He raised his hand and said to Tang Ci: "Brother Tang doesn't believe me, I can swear to God!"

Tang Ci hurriedly said: "Forget it, forget it, I don't doubt you, I just think...you are so lucky."

Meng Busan smiled "hehe", "I didn't expect that either!"

Tang Ci: "..."

Why can't I believe it?

Although he had a lot of thoughts, he still had a good impression of him in his heart, so he didn't want to think about it carefully.

Meng Busan grabbed Tang Ci and rode him to get the chainsaw.

Tang Ci took out the chainsaw and compared it with his small, blunt and pathetic kitchen knife.

"I said, Sansan, you're not in good health, you can't lift it?"

Meng Busan smiled and said: "Isn't there brother here? I put my arm on my shoulder and swing the chainsaw with my strength, so I can be lighter."

Tang Ci looked confused, "Aren't you afraid of scratching me?"

Meng Busan: "Brother, don't worry, I know it well."

Tang Ci clenched the handle of the chainsaw, hesitated for a while, and under the drive of his heart, he honestly gave the chainsaw over.

What on earth is he trying to figure out!

How does he seem to have found a father for himself!

Meng Busan's smile widened, and he whistled, "Brother is really bold."

"Haha, yeah, haha, your brother and I are like this!"

Tang Ci had a proud face, and she was extremely beautiful in her heart.

Meng Busan thought in his heart: This skill is really easy to use!

……

The two searched the house, but found no other weapons.

Tang Ci: "As far as this room is concerned, there is still enough food and drink here, so we don't need to take too much, just store it in a place, and just come and take it when we need it."

Meng Busan nodded, "I think so too."

"But, bro, what were you going to do with this piece of chalk?"

Tang Ci: "I'm not trying to write about misleading missions..."

Grass!

Before Tang Ci regretted it, Meng Busan immediately said with a smile: "Brother Tang really wanted to be with me, come on, let's leave a note in the corridor to mislead other practitioners."

Tang Ci: "Then... how can I mislead you?"

Meng Busan: "For example, how about writing, because the condemnation expresses strict animal protection, and the testers are not allowed to kill the animals here?"

Tang Ci was speechless, "Then it's animal protection to severely condemn animals!"

Meng Busan said "ah", "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't study much, after all, I have been staying in the hospital since I was a child!"

He handed the chalk back to Tang Ci, "Brother, please forgive me."

Tang Ci had a face of "Oh, I can't help it".

He smiled, "Okay, just write as you said."

Holding the chalk, he hesitated, "But why did you do this? This is to help the mutated animals here kill the testers, right?"

Meng Busan had dark eyes and a strange smile, "After all, I'm not a good person, and I didn't kill anyone."

Tang Ci's eyes were clear, and he gave Meng Busan a thumbs up.

After the two discussed it, Tang Ci stepped lightly, carried Meng Busan to the corridor, and quickly wrote this word on the ground.

Meng Busan pinched his ear and asked softly, "Brother, where are we going next? Which floor do you think is the least safe?"

Tang Ci said casually: "Let's say the first floor...it's all flooded after all."

Meng Busan glanced at the sign on the seventh floor.

……

Under the floor sign on the first floor.

Meng Busan sat on the iron railing and wobbled, "Brother, just carry me on your back, I'm not in good health cough cough cough—"

Tang Ci, who had short gray hair like a grandmother, had her hands in her white coat, and her eyes behind the glasses were smiling slightly.

"sure."