The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

"What!" Everyone looked at the fat man whose face was half wet with water.

And the half of his face that was wet had gray fish scales.

"Damn it, it really is!" Mi Fugui roared.

Chen Lili still didn't understand, "How did you find out?"

Meng Busan smiled and said: "It's very simple, because the body temperature of the fish head monster is not normal after it turns into a human, otherwise why should I get so close to you? Is it because you are getting fat? Is it because you smell fishy?" Taste?"

The monster seemed to have been stabbed severely, and stared at Meng Busan angrily.

Even Mi Fugui couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Fuck, ruthless! Kill the fish, kill the fish, and even humiliate them first!"

Meng Busan: "Besides, he showed his feet."

He pointed to the trouser pocket of the fish head monster.

I saw some white dust on the outside of the dark blue trouser pocket.

Chen Lili was shocked, "The chalk is in his hand!"

The monster dug into his pocket inexplicably, and actually took out a piece of chalk.

But it damn doesn't know anything!

The human skin on half of his face had already started to peel off. He stared into his yellow eyes and said angrily, "I don't know, I don't, I'm not me!"

Wang Moumou sneered, "Now this monster is getting more and more shameless. In the past, when he was caught, he would honestly admit it, but now there is one who refuses to admit it. It's really embarrassing to the monster!"

Monster: "I really don't know anything!"

It raised its hand and slammed the chalk on the ground, "If I did it, why didn't I say it? Even if I'm a monster, I can't be so slandered by you out of thin air!"

It stared at Meng Busan: "You think so too?"

Meng Busan smiled and said: "What dare not admit it, you killed so many people, you should have known that such a day would come."

He stared at the monster with a smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and touched the drop of blood on the corner of his eye with his index finger.

Chen Lili was taken aback by his words, "What did you say?"

Meng Busan still smiled lightly, but stopped everyone from retreating step by step, "I don't think there is anyone upstairs? When I came down, you had already eaten people from the seventh floor down, and then you came up to lure us Only then did he throw the body down, and then fell on the stairs and pretended to be injured."

He raised the corner of his mouth, "After all, it can be seen from the degree of dryness of the blood. The blood downstairs is fresher, but the blood upstairs is almost dry."

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers with a "snap", "It's such a perfect plan, but it's a pity that you can't finish it with me here."

The monster stared at him fiercely and complicatedly, its mouth full of ugly fangs, "You are right, after I met you, all my plans were ruined."

"I should have eaten you earlier!"

"I should have known that there is no truth in human mouths!"

"At that time in the dark, you grabbed me desperately to prevent me from killing people, right?"

Meng Busan chuckled, "Of course, is it possible that you are still a monster?"

The monster stretched out its hand suddenly, grabbed the kitchen counter, and pierced the marble countertop with five fingers like a foam board.

Mi Fugui and the others were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva, "Little, little big brother, it's already this time, so don't provoke it!"

Meng Busan folded his arms and said with a sneer: "The world is not as big as I am. I am the happiest. I like to dance on the grave. If I am angry, I will be angry. What are you afraid of!"

Meng Busan blinked at the monster, "Am I still afraid that he likes me too much?"

"Hee hee, how does it feel to give up all your emotions knowing that you have been cheated?"

He raised his index finger, put it against his lips, kissed it lightly, opened his eyelids again, and stared at it with burning eyes.

"Do you feel like you love me more?"

Chen Lili couldn't take it anymore, she covered her head and said, "Where did you come from, why do you want to provoke it!"

The monster was so angry that Meng Busan gasped for air, and the breath coming out of its nose was all white.

It looked cruel, and said with a sinister smile: "You don't think you can deal with me with these few people, do you?"

Meng Busan pressed the door with one hand, leaned against the door frame, and smiled slowly.

"You backed up to the door step by step and closed the door, can the door stop me?" The monster grew a mouth full of fangs.

Meng Busan laughed, "How is it possible..."

It grabbed the cooking table and walked towards him step by step.

"Who are you! I will never let you go!"

Meng Busan lowered his eyes and smiled, "I've been provoking you and wasting my tongue, of course it's because..."

He suddenly turned sideways, and Tang Ci suddenly picked up two opened gas tanks and threw them into the room.

The fish head monster subconsciously avoided it.

"Den!"

A sudden voice sounded.

The fish head monster stared wide-eyed, watching Meng Busan throw the windproof and waterproof lighter into it with a smile.

While closing the door, he said to it through the crack of the door: "Goodbye!"

With a "bang", he closed the door firmly.

Meng Busan stood at the door, and said slowly: "I, Zhang Sanxing, will not change my name or surname. Don't forget to report my name when you arrive at the Will of the Lord World!"

As early as when Tang Ci smashed the gas tank in, everyone ran up the stairs one after another, trying to stay away from the room that was about to explode.

Only Meng Busan was unhurried, still standing at the door and chuckling lightly.

Against the light of the stairs, Tang Ci rushed down first.

Meng Busan noticed his figure, his pupils shrank, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In just an instant, Tang Ci rushed down the stairs.

"Oh!"

The first explosion sounded in the room behind Meng Busan, the whole room trembled, and even the door bulged out.

But Meng Busan still didn't move.

He even leaned against the door, looking at Tang Ci with a smile.

Tang Ci shouted angrily: "Meng Busan!"

Meng Busan just raised his head.

He was pale, with dark eyes and red lips.

He was like a terminally ill lunatic smiling at him, but he didn't seem to reach out for him to save him.

If he didn't reach out, Tang Ci would.

Tang Ci flew down suddenly, stretched out her arm, and grabbed Meng Busan's arm.

Meng Busan leaned against the door, and said calmly: "Don't save me, if you try to save me, I will catch you too."

Tang Ci said angrily: "Shut up!"

He pulled Meng Busan fiercely and rushed up the stairs.

"Oh!"

The second impact was even greater, even knocking Meng Busan out, and crashing straight into Tang Ci.

The two rolled around on the landing between the sixth and seventh floors.

Tang Ci crawled on the ground, pressing the stairs with one hand, and pulling Meng Busan's collar with the other, kicking the ground suddenly, leading him to the seventh floor.

He pressed Meng Busan tightly and covered Meng Busan's ears with his hands.

"Boom—boom!"

A deafening roar sounded!

Meng Busan lay on his back on the ground, he even felt the ground tremble, and even brought him and Tang Ci bounced on the ground.

Tang Ci stared at Meng Busan.

Meng Busan licked his lips and smiled slowly, "What does it matter to you whether I die or not?"

Tang Ci frowned, with a stubborn seriousness on his face, "With my brother here, I won't let you die easily."

He raised his finger to touch Meng Busan's brow, and nodded hard.

Tang Ci lowered her head again, "Why do you think I smuggled into this trial ground? And why did I have to go through such a disgusting journey again?"

Meng Busan smiled hippie, "Yo, it's because of me, isn't it?"

Tang Ci gritted her teeth and smiled, "What do you think?"

He grabbed Meng Busan's neckline tightly and pulled him to his eyes.

He stared at Meng Busan stubbornly and fiercely.

Meng Busan smiled lazily.

After a long time, Tang Ci slowly let go of his hand.

"You don't know anything..." he deflated.

He withdrew his fingers, pressed Meng Busan's wrist, and rolled up his sleeves.

A thin and pale arm was undulating, full of scars from large and small wounds, scratches with sharp objects, burns, and even blunt objects.

Tang Ci said softly: "What you lost, I will make up for you a little bit."

Meng Busan looked at him deeply, "You are really strange to pick it up, why do you do such a thankless thing?"

Tang Ci: "Because saving you is saving myself."

He clenched the hand holding Meng Busan's wrist a little bit, "I can't watch you fall down little by little."

"Think about your brother! Think about the real world! Meng Busan!"

Meng Busan closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

For a long time, he seemed to be talking to someone who didn't exist in the void, and said in a patient and gentle voice: "I'm sorry, no four, brother doesn't want to, but..."

Meng Busan said: "...I couldn't move at that moment. Do you think the side effect of psychotropic drugs is just drowsiness? Sometimes I even feel weak all over, and my hands and feet go numb."

Meng Busan opened his eyes again and looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"Also, I don't know when the scars on my body were left. I have a mental illness. When I got sick, my memory was incomplete. When I woke up, I was either in the hospital or lying on the ground. These scars . . . probably left over from my illness."

Tang Ci pursed her lips.

How exasperating!

He was like this, but at that time he didn't ask anyone for help!

Tang Ci slashed him with a red scalpel.

Meng Busan's eyes widened, "You..."

His mind regained clarity and his body relaxed.

Meng Busan rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Is this your skill?"

"Did you just admit that you came here illegally? Who are you? Why did you come here? How can you get out?"

Tang Ci smiled slightly, "If you want to know, then come and ask me."

Meng Busan looked at his hands, "I think you want to be slapped."

Tang Ci: "Your skills are not what you said at all, but are related to charm? Maybe you hit someone, who will like you more, staring at you like being attracted to the hatred value .”

Meng Busan laughed softly, "You say that so I kind of believe that you are someone who has experienced many trials."

He propped himself up on the ground and sat up slowly.

Tang Ci stood up first, and reached out to Meng Busan.

Meng Busan glanced at his hand and reached out to hold it.

Tang Ci tugged lightly and pulled him up.

Tang Ci: "Your weight is really too light, like a paper man, and I don't know how to support you for so long."

Meng Busan did feel a little tired.

Sitting on the stairs leading to the roof, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Those people should have run to the rooftop, you can talk about it."

Tang Ci leaned against the wall next to her, with one leg slightly bent, stepping on the wall.

Tang Ci fiddled with the lancet in his hand, "I came here to track down the will of this world, and I came here for you."

Meng Busan's eyelids twitched.

Tang Ci: "Maybe you don't believe it. I have been observing you for a long time, because the will of this world will definitely find you. Therefore, I have been observing you. When I learned that you came to this world, I immediately came in."

"This proving ground is actually the first one I have experienced, but the proving grounds are all similar. I have experienced other proving grounds before, and that proving ground is called Jin Zihai. After clearing the level of Jin Zihai, I will return. out of the real world."

Tang Ci lowered her eyes and smiled, "I have been working hard to find out the truth of Jinzihai since then, worried that this kind of thing will involve more people, and even developed a game to train people in reality, hoping that they will enter similar games in the future. There will be no chaos in the proving ground, if you can save one more life, save one more."

Meng Busan: "Oh, Holy Father."

Tang Ci rubbed her nose, "It can't be called it, it's just within my power."

"The formation of this world is related to the world I experienced before."

He sighed lowly, "I hope to find the last will of the world, completely destroy this world, and don't let it harm people anymore."

Meng Busan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.

Tang Ci chuckled and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Meng Busan rubbed his chin, "Patient? Which mental hospital do you come from? Why does your delusional illness match mine? It's like doing a series. Could it be that the brains of mental patients can also communicate?"

Tang Ci: "..."

Meng Busan: "Having said so much, you have no way to leave here right now? Then what are you talking about!"

Tang Ci: "...I understand this time, how hateful I was in the eyes of others before."

Meng Busan grinned, "Then hate me, anyway, I don't believe a word you say, since you can't let me out, then I have to work hard to mess with the world."

"Sooner or later, this little goblin in the world will be convinced by me and let me out."

Tang Ci raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure you weren't mad at you?"

Meng Busan shrugged.

Tang Ci: "Also, do you know that there is actually a big problem with your skills?"

Just as the words were being said, the door of the roof suddenly opened, and two or three small heads poked out.

Mi Fugui, Wang Moumou and Chen Lili looked at the two of them and breathed a sigh of relief.

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I am completing the timeline of Jinzihai World, this is the time after "The Big Brother Actually Opened a Cute New Trumpet", and the "The World Is a Big Brother's Vest" will also be connected to the two , but not reading does not affect reading.

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