The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

When Tang Ci brought the prepared meals, Meng Busan was lying on his side on the back of the sofa like a cat, still staring at the leaderboard.

He was wearing a white apron around his waist, and he was holding a plate in both hands, and he said helplessly, "Isn't it good for you to lie on the sofa? Why do you have to lie in such a small place and carefully overturn the sofa."

Meng Busan hummed twice, indicating that he heard it.

Tang Ci put down the food and said helplessly, "You've been watching for so long, what are you looking at?"

Meng Busan finally raised his head and said with a smile, "I thought of a fun idea."

Tang Ci was helpless, "It's over, I have a hunch that some people will be unlucky again."

Meng Busan flicked his long legs, and sat on the back of the sofa with his legs hanging down from the back of the sofa.

He knocked on the back of the sofa with his heels again and again, and said with a low smile, "Who made me, a psychopath, have no conscience?"

Tang Ci smiled and put the food on the coffee table.

Meng Busan looked around and saw that they were all home-cooked dishes, such as braised pork ribs, fried lotus root with vegetables, corn with pine nuts, and two bowls of seaweed soup.

He stretched lazily, and slid down from the back of the sofa as if on a slide.

Tang Ci saw that he was wearing a shiny bracelet on his wrist, but because he was too thin, a long chain hung down after the bracelet circled around, and the chain dangled in his palm.

"What is this? A newly purchased accessory?"

He took another look at the scar on Meng Busan's arm.

Meng Busan stretched out the hand with the bracelet towards him.

Tang porcelain is unknown.

The next moment, the bracelet on Meng Busan's wrist turned into a gun, appearing in his hand silently.

Meng Busan tilted his head, "This is the weapon, which will be upgraded as I upgrade. After reaching L3, it can be not only big or small, soft or hard, but also can be turned into various gadgets. "

He smiled and said: "It really makes people look forward to how it will develop in the future."

Meng Busan just showed it to him, and then turned the gun into a bracelet on his wrist.

The bracelet rubbed against the undulating wound, making it more obvious.

Tang Ci lowered her head in silence, and handed the chopsticks to Meng Busan.

Meng Busan admired today's dishes, then slowly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Your craftsmanship is really good, and the home-cooked dishes are also very delicious."

Tang Ci smiled, "Then you should eat more, don't be picky eaters anymore."

Meng Busan bit the tip of his chopsticks and complained: "It's fine to not be picky eaters in reality, isn't it okay in this kind of trial world?"

Tang Ci looked at him gently, and said helplessly: "Well, anyway, no matter how much you eat here, it won't affect your body that has been frozen in time."

Meng Busan grinned at him, "You guys never know how to stick to my proposal?"

Tang Ci shook her head and said gently, "I don't think it matters. If it makes you happy, then it's fine."

Meng Busan stared at him.

Tang Ci lowered his head and picked up the food.

Meng Busan said suddenly: "Don't think about it, I don't feel any pain now, it's just a little ugly."

Tang Ci raised his head abruptly.

Meng Busan supported his chin with one hand, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Is it hard to guess what's on your mind?"

"You stared at my wound for so long and put on that look, how could I not know what you were thinking?"

Meng Busan smiled slightly and blinked at him, "Well, to celebrate you becoming my companion, how about I hand over my wound to you?"

"Hey?"

Tang Ci was shocked by his words, "Can the wound be given to others?"

Meng Busan: "I said it's ok. You can deal with this scar however you want."

Tang Ci looked at his arm, and then at him.

Tang Ci's eyes lit up little by little, "What you said is true?"

Meng Busan smiled, "Of course, I won't deceive people easily."

Tang Ci was discouraged and said: "But when you want to deceive people, you can easily stop being a human being."

"However, I believe it."

With his hand clasped on Meng Busan's wound, he said to Meng Busan seriously: "Leave it to me, I will treasure your wound well."

Meng Busan was startled slightly.

……

Meng Busan was always curious about what Tang Ci would do to his wound, until he saw Tang Ci bought a bunch of books and utensils about tattoos from the mall.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "You want to tattoo me?"

Tang Ci turned the pages of the book "shuashua", her eyes refused to leave easily.

"Ah."

Meng Busan was a little curious, "Have you ever tattooed anyone before?"

Tang Ci shook her head, "No, it's the first time."

Meng Busan: "..."

He sighed, "You really treat me as your guinea pig."

Tang Ci chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll test it on me first, and then use it on you."

Meng Busan nestled into the sofa and asked curiously, "Can you stay? Doesn't it mean that the time of the body is fixed?"

Tang Ci said softly: "But I don't mind getting a new tattoo for you every time I come out of the trial ground."

He seemed to have thought of something, lowered his eyelashes, and said warmly: "I want your injury to bloom."

"In this way, will it relieve your painful memories of the past and improve your mood when you see them?"

Meng Busan rolled around restlessly on the sofa, "I've been smiling all the time, and I'm not in a bad mood."

Tang Ci: "Although you are smiling, it doesn't mean you are happy."

Meng Busan turned over and turned his back to him, "Okay, you know again..."

Looking at the sky like sea water, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth slightly.

……

Tang Ci did not learn the art of tattooing until the next trial field opened.

However, the books he read have reached the elementary level from the entry level.

The whale on the side of the boat poked its head out and said to Meng Busan, "This is the first time I've seen you spend all your rest time."

Meng Busan laughed lowly, "What are you talking about, you actually used the trick of time to lie to me?"

"No matter how I think about it, I feel strange. Why did I only experience a trial field, and the level of the trialists all over the world has jumped a step?"

"The answer is that the time is different?"

Meng Busan closed his eyes, "After all, in the Jinzihai Proving Ground, there is no concept of time in other places except in the proving ground, which allows you to make trouble as much as you like."

The whale looked away guiltily.

"Did you feel that the flow was fast when you were on the boat? No, you were wrong."

Meng Busan put on the white shirt he just bought from the mall, fastened the buttons one by one, and said indifferently: "Either when we were on the boat, it was tricky, or when we entered the trial ground, I was tricky. Tell me why you had to go through a long tunnel when you entered the proving ground last time."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, "Sure enough, the world that is obsessed with me knows how powerful I am, and can't help but prolong the time I enter, and wants me to accompany it more in the trial ground?"

The whale did not speak.

"Tch, what a troublesome idiot."

The whale couldn't bear it anymore, "You are enough! If you die like this, the main world will target you even more."

Meng Busan spread his arms and said in a gentle and creepy tone: "Then let the storm be more violent."

Tang Ci opened his suit and vest, just in time to help Meng Busan put his arms out.

Meng Busan fastened the buttons of his vest, nodded slightly to the whale, "You are fine."

whale:"……"

It can't help but get goosebumps from the head to the tip of the tail, okay?

After Meng Busan buttoned the vest, he slowly fastened the cuffs.

Tang Ci looked at the suit of the same style as her own on him, and couldn't help but said, "What are you going to do this time again? Why don't you wear a small skirt?"

Meng Busan looked at him with a "perverted" expression on his face, "I didn't expect you to be such a Tang Cier!"

Tang Ci: "..."

Who the hell is wearing a small skirt, and it's so flattering!

He covered his forehead and said helplessly, "All right, it's all my fault."

After Meng Busan fastened his cuffs, he put on another white coat.

He raised his hand and pointed to the title above his head. In an instant, his title changed to "Tit for a tooth".

Tang Ci's eyes widened, "You...you..."

Meng Busan smiled, "Although I don't know whether he is dead or alive, but I think this title should be able to attract No.8 Yu Huaijin."

Tang Ci said with a face full of headaches: "You are playing dead again. Do you think that if that No.8 finds you and finds out that you are pretending to be his younger brother, can he let you go?"

Meng Busan: "Hey, this is the only way I can think of to get in touch with the top ten."

Meng Bu's eyes flickered, "There is no way, I have too little information."

"Not to mention risking your life, if you can escape from here, even if you poke a hole in the sky, I don't care."

"Besides, this trial will also allow me to know whether the former Yu Zhuoyu is really dead, and what will happen to the high-level practitioners if they die."

Meng Busan closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Even if I think the world is not so good, if you die in the trial field, you are really dead, but maybe? Maybe the trialer can go back to the real world after death? Even if the odds are one in a million, I figured it out."

"Finding Yu Huaijin, Yu Huaiyu's brother, is the best way."

Tang Ci opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again.

Meng Buda has lived in a mental hospital for half his life. For him, the life in the trial field is free and happy, so why does he want to go back so much?How about going back to that cage?

Probably because there are people he can't let go of, and brothers he wants to see.

Tang Ci suddenly said: "You sacrificed yourself suddenly in the last proving ground, shouldn't you... also have this idea?"

Meng Busan lowered his head and chuckled, then plucked his hair twice, "Am I so stupid?"

Tang Ci stared at him for a while and then laughed.

"makes sense."

He took out a rubber band, gathered Meng Busan's half-length hair, and tied it.

The door suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Meng Busan turned his head to take a look, but only saw a fiery red.

He whispered: "I always feel that this trial site will be very hot."

Tang Ci: "I just hope it won't be too difficult to find you this time."

Meng Busan turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I must be the one who made the big noise, you just look for the busiest places."

Tang Ci was speechless.

You know it too!

Meng Busan pointed to his clothes, "Especially, we are wearing such similar clothes this time, don't worry!"

As he spoke, he took a step back and disappeared through the fiery red door.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1217:59:20~2020-06-1320:53:03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 who threw the mine: 1 skr little genius;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lin Lin Lin; @★第四章. 2 bottles;

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