The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

Because it had already been exposed, Yu Huaijin didn't care about 21, and simply smashed the door with multiple tentacles.

The seemingly soft tentacles were extremely hard at this time, smashing the door to pieces.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the broken door revealed two other people.

He looked like a teenager, wearing a black vest and beige shorts, revealing his strong muscles.

His hair was dyed flaxen, and there was an unruly look in his eyes.

He turned sideways to the door, carefully observing the situation inside the door and the man wearing a black peaked cap with two eyes.

The man with the black peaked cap was undoubtedly the one Meng Busan had come into contact with before.

He also came to see Meng Busan?

Meng Busan raised the corners of his mouth with great interest.

Yu Huaijin, who was facing the door, put one hand in his pocket and raised the other hand forward. A large number of red tentacles emerged from the wound on his palm. Those tentacles were thin when they first came out, but when they rushed towards the other two, they became thinner. It's getting thicker and thicker, like a huge fist that has been peeled off, only revealing flesh and blood.

One fist is divided into two, facing two people respectively.

The boy in a black vest and with short dyed flaxen hair arched his body slightly, and his muscles tensed every inch of his body, as if he was ready to counterattack at any time.

The other brother in the black peaked cap is still standing upright, seemingly defenseless, but at this point, no one is a newcomer who has just entered the trial field. He can be so calm, obviously he has some life-saving skills.

Yu Huaijin looked at the two of them slowly, and asked, "You two... who is Meng Busan?"

The two were stunned.

The little brother in the black peaked cap looked at Yu Huaijin, "Aren't you... Meng Busan?"

The flaxen-haired boy frowned tightly, "What? What are you talking about?"

Wei Zi, who was gagged and unable to make a sound, bounced on the floor, like a fish that was pressed on a cutting board and struggled desperately.

Yu Huaijin stared at the boy in the black peaked cap, then slowly looked at the flaxen-haired boy, "Just outside the door, who said Meng Busan?"

Brother: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Yu Huaijin laughed, "So, are you calling Meng Busan to him?"

Brother: "Yes...but..."

Yu Huaijin: "Shut up! Make noise!"

He ignored the little brother in the black peaked cap, and stared straight at the flaxen-haired boy.

He looked at the young man anxiously, "I said, who is Meng Busan you are talking about, I am not!"

Yu Huaijin nodded, "Don't worry, you will admit it soon."

He swung the tentacles of his huge fist, "I'll hit you until you admit it."

"I wipe! You are sick!"

The boy backed away hastily, "I'm really not Meng Busan!"

"Who is Meng Busan! I've never heard of it!"

Yu Huaijin: "You don't admit it, do you?"

As soon as he reached out, he waved his fist.

"Damn, you're not reasonable, are you?"

"Okay, then don't blame me for being rude!"

The young man's face darkened, he folded his palms together, and knelt down with a "plop".

Meng Busan: "..."

Wei Zi: "..."

Bro:"……"

Everyone was stunned by the young man kneeling shamelessly, and even the tentacles that Yu Huaijin slapped paused for a moment.

Yu Huaijin tilted her head and asked him, "So, you admit that you are Meng Busan?"

The young man looked irritable and couldn't help shouting: "I really don't know Meng Busan!"

Yu Huaijin: "Then I'm sorry..."

The boy frowned tightly, his veins were throbbing, and his arms were bulging.

He yelled arrogantly: "Dad, I was wrong!"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell is saying the most embarrassing thing with the most horizontal expression, right?

Yu Huaijin looked disdainful, "Then you..."

Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly trembled.

The boy in the black peaked cap felt that something was wrong, so he quickly retreated to the back.

"Boom-boom-"

Not only was the ground trembling, but it was also roaring like some monster.

Yu Huaijin withdrew the tentacles on Wei Zi's body, and ran out indifferently.

He punched the boy one after another, perhaps because his fist was too big, and every time the tentacle's fist hit, it would be accompanied by a gust of wind and sand.

There was smoke and dust all around.

Seeing this scene on the beach, the NPCs who didn't know anything about the situation screamed.

The resort is in disarray.

Yu Huaijin didn't worry about revealing her identity at all, and continued to hit the boy recklessly.

Wei Zi collapsed on the ground, with a weak face and said: "What happened..."

His eyes searched everywhere, but met Meng Busan's gaze.

Meng Busan said softly, "Are you still my son?"

Wei Zi watched her carefully.

Meng Busan: "Why did your face change all of a sudden? Why are you people so strange, is he...is that man a monster?"

Wei Zi narrowed his eyes, "Mother..."

Meng Busan: "However, I don't care about these anymore, you are indeed my cheap son Shang Yi?"

Wei Zi: "..."

Damn, I always feel like I've been taken advantage of!

Wei Zi: "Yes, yes, I am. Mother, do you really not care about this?"

Meng Busan supported his cheek with one hand, and hooked Wei Zi with the other hand.

Wei Zi's fingers moved.

He said with difficulty: "I really can't make it through, mother, don't make it difficult for me, it hurts badly when I move now."

Meng Busan lay on the ground and asked him in a low voice, "Are you aliens or monsters?"

Wei Zi: "...Aren't you afraid?"

Meng Busan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of having no money."

"I said, since you are no longer human beings, then don't fight over your father's property, just do it, and pity your old widowed mother."

Wei Zi: "You really said it out loud, I have pity on you! It's not because you hooked up with each other to attract that guy, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation!"

Although I know that the more advanced the NPC in the trial field, the more humane it is, but this kind of shameless and money-talking temperament is really vividly portrayed.

Meng Busan complained: "I'm also angry, why did a man who was so good suddenly become a monster..."

Having said that, he pursed his lips longingly, "I don't know what the monster looks like on the bed, but it's still a tentacle..."

Wei Zi: "Damn it! Are all NPCs so unlimited now?"

"Huh?" Meng Busan looked puzzled, "What did you say?"

Wei Zi looked pale, "You really have a good appetite."

Meng Busan smiled, "My dear son, it's not the first day you know me, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Wei Zi recalled the description in that letter, and felt that this NPC could be regarded as one of the top ten strange NPCs in the entire Jinzihai world.

Meng Busan: "As long as I can get money, I can charm even monsters."

Wei Zi snorted lightly, "What big talk! You NPCs are really ignorant!"

Anyway, what the experimenter said about NPCs and the like would be directly blocked in the NPC's brain, and he would complain unscrupulously.

Meng Busan: "Ah? What did you say?"

Wei Zigang wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced outside the door.

"Fuck!"

Meng Busan also turned his head to look, only to see a huge green dragon emerging from the soil.

In front of that green dragon, Yu Huaijin's tentacles and fists were like a caterpillar compared to a human, which was simply not enough to look at.

The smoke cleared.

The place where the young man was originally standing was surrounded by Qinglong's body. Yu Huaijin's tentacles and fists just hit Qinglong's body, but did not cause any damage to Qinglong.

Yu Huaijin watched him silently.

The green dragon slowly soared into the sky, and the young man who was entangled in the middle also reappeared in front of everyone.

Holding back his anger, the young man glared at Yu Huaijin and said, "I really don't like to use this shameful skill, you forced me to do it!"

Wei Zi complained in a low voice: "They forced you to kneel? Did they force you to call me daddy?"

Meng Busan bent his lips.

It seems that the boy's previous operations must be done before using skills.

The world... is a real pit.

Yu Huaijin stared at him, and still asked, "Are you Meng Busan?"

The boy is going crazy.

"Are you a fucking lunatic? I'm a fart, Meng Busan! How many times have I told you that I'm not, are you sick! Are you sick! Can't you understand people's language? Can I change my name? If I don't change my surname, I will be Mu Qiye."

The little brother wearing a black peaked cap suddenly raised his head and said, "No.9, Mu Qiye?"

The young man crossed his arms and raised his chin triumphantly, "Do you know my reputation? Hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole person began to change.

He still has flaxen hair, but his face has become more ostentatious, and the eyebrows on his face are even cut off, which makes him look even more difficult to mess with.

His entire skin also turned into a wheat color.

The boy stared at his arm for a while, "Does this count as exposure? Damn it!"

He glared at Yu Huaijin angrily, "It's all yours! I won't let you go!"

His title of "Slayer" slowly appeared on his head.

Wei Zi muttered to himself: "I don't know how many NPCs I killed to get such a title."

The young Mu Qiye was watching Yu Huaijin angrily.

Yu Huaijin's face sank like water.

He said softly: "No.9, Mu Qiye? Very good, you are the one I am looking for."

Mu Qiye: "Fart! You're obviously looking for Meng Busan!"

Yu Huaijin chuckled, but her eyes gradually became wild, "Meng Busan, I want to look for it; No.9, I want to look for it even more, because..."

His voice was soft and gentle, "I only reserve that position for my younger brother. Anyone who dares to occupy this position, let me go down and accompany my younger brother."

Mu Qiye: "That depends on whether you can do it."

Yu Huaijin said softly, "Do you know how your predecessor No.9 died?"

Brother in peaked cap: "The previous...was the flute player Han Luyue?"

Mu Qiye's face was full of youthful arrogance, "You're doing me wrong, if you killed me, you wouldn't be able to stand here properly."

Yu Huaijin showed a cold smile, "Young man, you are still too young."

He stretched out his hands, and countless tentacles emerged from the palms of both hands, and those bloody tentacles were densely packed.

Wei Zi turned to Meng Busan and said, "Hurry up, drag me to hide, the gods will fight, and the kid will suffer."

Meng Busan blinked.

He tilted his head and smiled, "Son, that's fine, but how much do you plan to pay?"

Wei Zi: "..."

Meng Busan coaxed softly: "I just want an inheritance."

Wei Zi: "Why the hell do you want this? Here it is, here it is, it's no use if I want this, I just give it to you, NPCs are trouble!"

Meng Busan showed a bright smile on his face, but his heart sank slightly.

Isn't it his job to acquire the family fortune?Otherwise, why did he agree so easily?

Or is there some conspiracy here?

Wei Zi said carelessly: "I agreed, you should hurry up!"

Meng Busan smiled, "Good son, I'll come right away."

He crawled over.

Wei Zi's fingers moved slightly.

Just when Meng Busan was about to approach his arm, Meng Busan stopped suddenly.

Wei Zi became impatient, "What are you doing? Hurry up!"

It's almost there!

A voice drifted in from outside——

"Specially focus on No.9...for my younger brother...so, you are Yu Huaijin from No.8!" The peaked cap brother called out Yu Huaijin's name.

Wei Zi was startled, and hurriedly interrupted the plan to touch the skills of "mother".

The moment his attention shifted——

There was a sudden pain in his wrist.

The next moment, he was violently overturned, his hands were grabbed behind his back, and he was tied tightly.

Wei Zi: "Damn..."

Meng Busan rode on him, tied the rope tightly, and tucked the broken hair that fell just now behind his ears with a smile.

"Okay, dear son."

Wei Zi: "Grass!"

The author has something to say: To paraphrase a sentence in "Bright Sword", the entire northwestern Shanxi is in chaos.

The source of the chaos, Meng Busan, is tying up people to watch a play.

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感谢在2020-07-1200:19:10~2020-07-1300:09:57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 irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of good night; 460838435 bottles;

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