The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

Tang Ci, who was standing in the middle of the stairs, looked back at Meng Busan, and saw that he was leaning weakly against the railing, the chainsaw in his hand could not even be lifted, and it was on the ground.

His eyes were pure, with a little nervousness and doubt.

Tang Ci settled down a bit, and said, "Isn't this obvious? There is a monster pretending to be me."

Tang Ci, who was cutting the monster fish, chuckled, "Am I fake?"

He lowered his head and gently sniffed the sliced ​​fish, "If I'm with these fish head monsters, why should I kill them?"

"The murloc's brain is really only the size of a peanut!"

Tang Ci, who was standing in the middle, was tense all over, and said sharply: "Don't quibble, why did the murderer stay at the scene of the murder! What's more, in such a dangerous trial field, if you are really a trialer, you should be worried There are other murlocs coming to the door, so why would they stay here and cut fish fillets!"

Meng Busan nodded, "That makes sense."

That Tang Ci said calmly, "How do you know that I'm not waiting for other murlocs to throw themselves into the trap?"

He subconsciously licked the blood on the knife, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Tang Ci, who was standing on the middle staircase, was disgusted by his appearance, "Damn it, you are sick, you..."

"Om-"

There was a small humming sound behind him.

The next moment, his back suddenly hurt.

Tang Ci turned his head in disbelief, and saw Meng Busan activated the switch of the chainsaw, and stabbed the chainsaw into his body at once.

"Om - hum -"

The chainsaw stirred in his body, bringing out his minced meat and blood, splashing Meng Busan all over.

Half of his face was covered in blood spots, but he showed him a sweet and greasy smile.

"Surprise? Honey!"

Tang Ci's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"My grass..."

Meng Busan smiled and nodded, "Is it ruthless?"

Tang Ci said with difficulty: "You..."

Meng Busan: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

Tang Ci rolled her eyes with difficulty at this shameless person.

He said in pain: "Are you sorry for me? I trust you so much and treat you as a teammate, but you stabbed me in the back?"

Meng Busan smiled innocently and beautifully, "I don't have one!"

"Damn it's at this time, are you still talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

Meng Busan whistled, and said with a playful smile, "It's obviously a chainsaw that I stabbed, besides, teammates are just for selling, hehe!"

Tang Ci's eyes widened in anger.

What kind of psychosis did he encounter!

He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let you go, I won't let you go, I won't..."

Meng Busan smiled and sent the chainsaw in again, stabbing him right through.

At this moment, the human skin on Tang Ci's face seemed to be peeling off slowly, revealing his undulating fish face and a pair of dirty yellow malicious eyes.

With a buzzing voice, he said viciously: "It's because I have such a good impression of you, I thought of letting you go, but..."

Meng Busan: "However, all of this was paid by mistake after all."

Tang Ci, the fish-headed man, paused, and said in grief and indignation: "...can you fucking stop interrupting me all the time!"

Meng Busan raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile was worse than his own, "How can this be done? You can't deprive me of the pleasure of watching you hate me."

The murloc stared at him in shock, his lips trembling with anger.

Grass!Where did this human mental illness come from?

At this moment, the sensor lights that were still on on the first floor suddenly went out.

The corridor was pitch black, making it impossible to see the surroundings clearly.

Meng Busan increased the strength of the chainsaw, and stabbed forward again, but it missed all of a sudden.

He felt a gust of wind blowing past his cheeks, and a few drops of cool blood rained down on his face.

Meng Busan chuckled lightly.

A voice sounded in the darkness: "Are you all right?"

Meng Busan said softly, "Of course something happened."

The man let out a "huh" and slowly approached him.

"Is there something uncomfortable? My skills may be useful to you."

Meng Busan sighed regretfully, "I don't feel well, it's really hard not to see his shocked and hated expression."

The man was silent for a long time, then chuckled, "You really are..."

Meng Busan lowered his eyelids, silently waiting for this person to scold him like everyone else.

The man whispered: "...it's really interesting, it suits my appetite!"

Meng Busan raised his head, it was obviously dark, but he was silently looking at this person.

Meng Busan said briskly, "Those who think I'm good must be fellows."

That person: "Huh?"

Meng Busan approached step by step with a smile, "May I ask which mental hospital the patient is from?"

The man was silent for a long time, "No, we are different."

Meng Busan laughed, "Don't tell me, patient, there is no shame in being sick, you have to live happily like me."

He raised his arm and it just happened to rest on someone's shoulder.

He asked with a smile: "Are you the real Tang Ci? Hello, my name is Song Wan, and I have been friends with you for a long time."

God damn Song Bowl!

Tang Ci: "Spiritual friendship? When did you find out that he is not mine?"

"Found what?" Meng Busan smiled, "I didn't find anything."

Tang Ci: "Then you stabbed in the back?"

Meng Busan yawned, "Whether he is a monster or not is completely different from stabbing me in the back. Anyway, I am idle, so I can have some fun for myself."

Tang Ci smiled.

He raised his hand and took Meng Busan's hand.

Meng Busan's hands were icy cold, and because he was too thin, when he touched his hand, it was like touching a bone.

Meng Busan was startled slightly.

It's rare for him to be so close to people, but Tang Ci's hands are quite warm.

Meng Busan smiled and said, "What's the matter? Could it be that your skills need to hold my hand to take effect?"

Tang Ci said warmly: "What are you pretending? Obviously we already know each other's skills, right? Meng Busan?"

Meng Busan lowered his head and couldn't help letting out a series of laughter.

Tang Ci silently stood beside him, waiting for him to finish laughing.

Meng Busan smiled for a while, and said, "It turns out that your skills are really useful."

Tang Ci: "Did you notice it?"

Meng Busan: "Well, it was quite warm when you held my hand just now, but it was not as hot as when your red knife stabbed in. After you used the skill on me, my headache symptoms were much better."

Tang Ci sighed, and said warmly: "Unfortunately, the effect is not significant. If it is aimed at the pain caused by the real world, it can only relieve the pain for a while."

Meng Busan restrained his madness just now, "It's enough."

At this moment, the sensor lights above their heads suddenly lit up.

Meng Busan saw the scalpel on the back of his hand, and also saw the wound on the back of Tang Ci's hand.

"So you really want to use your own blood?"

Tang Ci smiled, "It's okay, I have never been afraid of pain since I was a child."

As he said that, he pulled out the scalpel inserted into the back of Meng Busan's hand, but the place where it was inserted was not damaged at all.

Meng Busan looked up to his eyes, "It's amazing."

Tang Ci said warmly: "The things in the proving grounds have always been magical."

Meng Busan stared at the back of his hand, and said lightly: "But, how can someone not be afraid of pain?"

"It hurts..."

Tang Ci hesitated to speak, he said, "Then you made yourself so miserable in the last trial ground?"

"I thought you couldn't feel pain."

Meng Busan shifted his gaze and landed on the man with a gentle smile.

He tilted his head, "That fish-head monster even told you this?"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "There is no one in this world who is not afraid of pain, even a lunatic knows it."

"only……"

He stretched out his hand and drew an arc at the corner of his mouth thoughtfully, "It's not madness that makes me inflict pain on myself, it's pain that makes me not so crazy."

Tang Ci was taken aback.

His eyes behind the round glasses have complex expressions.

Meng Busan chuckled, "Pity me? No need, I'm a bad guy. If you're too nice to me, you'll be stabbed by me."

After that, he put the chainsaw on his shoulders again and prepared to go upstairs.

Tang Ci whispered: "So that's why you always wanted to be a bad guy?"

"Because you don't know when you will go crazy, so you make yourself a bad person first and keep others away from you."

Meng Busan sneered, "Brother, have you got too much brains?"

Tang Ci chuckled, and caught up with him in two or three steps.

"Just for you, brother, I can't leave you alone."

Tang Ci turned her head, touched her glasses, and smiled gently at him, "Don't worry, I won't make you crazy if I'm by your side for a day."

Meng Busan shrugged, "Are you suffering from the Holy Father's disease?"

Tang Ci turned her head, looked at the stairs and smiled, "Maybe, I know a lot about you..."

Meng Busan: "This fish-headed monster is really annoying enough. It's bad enough to replace the tester to kill people, and now he's leaking his privacy."

"Do you really think that no one can cure them?"

He flicked the blood on the chainsaw, "Let me teach them a lesson."

Tang Ci walked side by side with him, and said, "I came here to find someone, and also to explore the truth of this world."

Meng Busan stopped abruptly.

He looked at Tang Ci: "What do you mean? You came in voluntarily?"

Tang Ci nodded, "Look at this."

He held a light gray bead between his fingertips and showed it to Meng Busan.

A flicker of light reveals a chip inside the pale gray bead.

Tang Ci: "This is something in the monster's mind. As long as I get this, I may gradually find the truth of this world."

Meng Bu's eyes flashed, "Can you let me go out?"

Tang Ci nodded.

Meng Busan grinned and laughed excitedly.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's meet these little babies!"

The corner of Tang Ci's mouth twitched.

This guy's expression and tone of voice are really a living pervert!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-2417:37:12~2020-05-2517:58:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of black and white;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!