The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

Meng Busan stepped on the five-centimeter high-heeled shoes, "Deng Deng Deng" ran fast.

He didn't stop until he realized that no one was following him.

He shook the hand-woven small Kun bag he had just harvested in his hand, which contained a cosmetic mirror, a knife and some odds and ends of small handicrafts.

He smiled slightly, carried Xiaokun bag on one side of his shoulder, held a long cigarette stick in his other hand, and walked enchantingly towards the residential area.

He glanced at the topographic map here before, and the circle of sandy beach by the sea is the so-called recreational area, the wooden plank road in the middle is the commercial area, and the living area for tourists is behind the commercial area.

He raised his hand to touch the hair bun, inserted a souvenir hairpin that he secretly got in his hand before, and then took out an access control card from the hair bun.

This was what he found inside when he was burning the newspaper, and it should be where this body lived.

He remembered that it said "Sea Forest".

Meng Busan stood at the entrance of the service cabin in the living area, took a puff of cigarette lightly, and looked around briefly.

She saw a man walking over. He was wearing a black and white windbreaker, with black on the left and white on the right, as if he had been split into two people.

His hair is also half black and half white, which looks strange, but his face is ordinary.

Meng Busan bit his cigarette holder and laughed.

He can guarantee that the whole person must be a tester, and he is also a tester who is so confident in himself that he doesn't need to hide his identity.

Meng Busan blinked and knocked his pipe on the doorpost.

After pouring out all the tobacco inside, he stuffed the pipe into the bag.

Then, stepping on high heels, he rushed towards the man without looking back.

……

Yu Huaijin was about to search around the resort to see if he could find other practitioners, and most importantly, if he could find the person he was looking for.

...pretending to be his brother?

Yu Huaijin's eyes were lifeless, without a trace of emotion.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly got into his arms.

He avoided his body reflexively, but his shoulder was still brushed by someone.

He frowned in disgust and glared at the rash NPC.

The woman in the black cheongsam turned sideways, clasped her hands together, smiled embarrassedly at him, and then ran forward.

A hairpin was inserted into the woman's bun, and the falling silver tassels scratched her ears, making her ears red.

However, he still couldn't arouse any interest.

No matter how beautiful the NPC is, if you hollow out her head, there is nothing inside, only a tiny chip.

Unless, she is not an NPC.

Yu Huaijin narrowed his eyes, but saw that the woman just smiled at him, then ran forward, and then jumped lightly, jumping onto another man's body.

She wrapped her hands around the man's neck, and lifted her slender legs back, revealing her sexy lines.

Yu Huaijin didn't notice anything wrong, but still observed for a while based on years of intuition.

When the woman slipped off the man's back, she held the man's shoulder with one hand and protected her stomach with the other.

Yu Huaijin was startled.

He suspected... Forget it, what does this have to do with him.

Yu Huaijin turned around uninterestedly, and continued walking along the boardwalk.

……

Meng Busan didn't dare to turn his head back, until he realized that the stabbing man's hot gaze was leaving, he slowly stood up straight.

He let go of his hands and turned his hands over his stomach.

Startled by his movement, the man turned around in a daze.

The man was wearing a black peaked cap, a black T-shirt and black pants, and his exposed arms were frighteningly white.

He stared at Meng Busan, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Meng Busan showed a surprised expression, "Hey? Isn't it...?"

He smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

The man stretched out his hands to pinch the brim of the peaked cap, and pressed it down again. His entire face turned paler, and his body even trembled a little.

Meng Busan recalled the feeling he had just touched his body, and asked concerned: "Are you suffering from heat stroke? How about I help you to sit aside?"

The man shook his head severely.

But Meng Busan wrapped his arms around him involuntarily.

When the man froze, he almost became a sculpture.

Meng Busan smiled slightly, "Don't be polite to me."

The man opened his mouth and let out a small "no".

Meng Bu Sanquan didn't hear it, so he dragged him to the cold drink shop.

He entangled the man's arm and asked him with a smile, "What do you want to drink? I'll treat you."

The man slowly turned his neck like a robot, staring at the product picture.

He seemed to give up struggling, sighed softly, and casually pointed to a cup of Snow Top coffee.

Meng Busan: "Exactly, two cups of snow top coffee."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and handed over the coin that he just took out of the man's pocket.

The salesperson took the money and immediately made it for the two of them.

Meng Busan stabbed the man's waist with his elbow.

As soon as the man was clever, he wanted to jump out, but was dragged by Meng Busan.

He looked hopeless.

Meng Busan chuckled, and leaned over even more annoyingly, "Look carefully, brother, you look pretty good."

He deliberately reached out to touch the man's face.

The man quickly threw his head back, his neck was about to break.

His neck was overwhelmed, and he made a soft "click".

Meng Busan withdrew his hand with a smile, "Hey, I really want me to steal a battery car to support you."

The little brother turned his head away and ignored her at all.

Meng Busan continued to ask himself: "Are you feeling better? How about you go to my room to rest for a while?"

"Brother, you can do whatever you want."

The staff who were milking the cream saluted Meng Busan with an unbelievable gaze.

The little brother closed his eyes, and said in a breathy voice with difficulty: "You... you... stay away from me... just... that's fine."

Meng Busan deliberately moved his cheek closer, "Huh? Brother, what did you say? I didn't catch a word."

The little brother fell back angrily.

He pursed his lips and glared at Meng Busan angrily.

This guy did it on purpose!

Meng Busan covered her mouth with a smile, "Hey, little brother, you are cute when you are angry, don't worry, I have plenty of money, and my husband just died, are you sure you don't want to have a fight with me?"

The little brother raised his head and closed his eyes, "Stay away from... stay away from me, I... I... fear women!"

This world is simply too difficult for him!

The little brother shed tears silently in his heart.

Meng Busan: "Oh? So that's the case..."

He tilted his head, "Okay, then I won't bother you."

The little brother finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But," Meng Busan's fingers painted with dark green nail polish lightly brushed his sleeves, "you always have to leave something for me, let me think of you, don't worry, I promise I won't treat you in the future do something."

"Otherwise, I can take it from you myself."

He stared quietly at the little brother, "At that time, I didn't know what I was taking."

The little brother was stunned.

NPCs are really flamboyant to new heights!

This world will end sooner or later!

The little brother exhaled, gritted his teeth and asked him, "What do you want?"

"What do you have?"

The little brother took out his pocket and only took out a student ID card.

Meng Busan quickly grabbed it with his eyes.

He glanced at it quickly, and there were three words "Student Wu" written on it.

...It's really a simple and rude way of naming.

This "Student Wu" is a college student.

What is the use of this identity?

Meng Busan smiled and returned it to him, "This kind of thing is very important, here, return it to you."

"Student Wu" stretched out his finger, pulled the corner of the student ID card, and took the student ID card back. Never touch Meng Busan.

Meng Busan looked at "Student Wu" with great interest.

"Student Wu" rummaged through his pockets again, and there was nothing but a key card.

Meng Busan secretly remembered where he lived, and said with a smile: "Hey, forget it, forget it, since you don't have anything on you, then I don't want it."

"Student Wu" finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Meng Busan pinched his door card with two fingers.

"Student Wu" watched him cautiously.

Meng Busan turned around, pressed his waist against the counter, and faced him.

"I'll give you a gift. If you think it through, come to me. I'll be waiting for you forever."

He winked at the younger brother, held the door card between two fingers and brought it to his lips, imprinting a red lip on it.

"Student Wu" turned even paler, as if he would faint in the next moment.

The author has something to say: Crazy Sansan is persecuting the testers again today...

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感谢在2020-07-0818:11:20~2020-07-0923:55:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: MrXHHq1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yushou; 3 bottles of drrrr; 1 bottle of QAQ;

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