The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

Lu Xiaomeng was startled.

"you you……"

She broke down and said, "Brother, please, be more serious!"

Meng Busan smiled: "Relax, it's okay, everything is under control."

Lu Xiaomeng: "Huh?"

Meng Busan: "You can take a look at the sky over the sea, the cirrus clouds are becoming more and more obvious, which means that the typhoon is coming."

"There is a lack of high-rise buildings here, and it is too close to the sea, and the terrain is flat. I am worried that the sea water will come ashore. At that time, I am afraid it will be too late to escape."

Lu Xiaomeng: "Then you..."

Meng Busan: "If you have any other tasks, do it quickly and gather at the gate of the resort early. There is no place to take refuge in the whole resort. There is no other way but to escape."

Lu Xiaomeng: "But, the task is not to say..."

Meng Busan smiled, "What did you say? Did the mission say that you can't escape from the resort? Since it didn't say, why can't we leave?"

Lu Xiaomeng blinked, "But, isn't this, isn't this the mission site?"

Meng Bu said earnestly, "You have been cheated."

"Probably because you have experienced too many trials that limited you to one place in the past, so you have a mindset that you must stay in one place to complete the task, but why should we listen to the world's arrangements? "

Meng Busan flicked her bangs, and smiled at her, "I will not take the usual path."

Lu Xiaomeng has recovered, but she doesn't know how to describe Meng Busan.

She could only raise her hands and applaud him.

"This, what is this called, why do you think so?"

Meng Busan laughed at himself, "Probably... this is called a mental patient with a broad mind."

Lu Xiaomeng looked at Meng Busan who laughed at himself about his illness, and couldn't help feeling astringent.

Lu Xiaomeng said: "I think it's called - put in the right place is a talent, Sansan, congratulations, you finally found the right place in your life."

Meng Busan: "Oh, coauthored me in a mental hospital for many years, just to shine here?"

He thought about it, and suddenly said: "If I let you pretend to be me, how good can you pretend?"

Lu Xiaomeng: "Then you have to lend me your clothes."

She smiled and blinked her eyes, "In this way, I can operate in a showy manner."

……

After Meng Busan and Lu Xiaomeng made a plan, he continued to walk towards the source of the chaos.

At this time, the dispute between Yu Huaijin and Mu Qiye had come to an end.

Mu Qiye's skills seem to have a time limit, after a certain time, the green dragon will disappear completely.

Yu Huaijin hoisted Mu Qiye up and beat him with a bloody shot.

"Clap--"

Mu Qiye's face flushed red.

He struggled viciously and said, "Don't let me find an opportunity, let me find an opportunity, I will definitely retaliate back! I will retaliate a thousand times and a hundred times!"

Yu Huaijin continued to beat him as if she didn't hear it.

Mu Qiye's eyes were tearing apart, and even his eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

Every time he looked at Yu Huaijin, there were poisonous nails, and he cursed at Yu Huaijin.

Yu Huaijin continued to torture him.

"...Fuck, your brother deserves to die early!" Mu Qiye shouted without hesitation.

Yu Huaijin's expression changed immediately.

Mu Qiye finally realized what this guy cared about.

He sneered, "Oh, do you think about it only after you die? What have you been doing?"

Yu Huaijin's expression turned serious, and he roared with tense veins, "Shut up!"

Those bright red tentacles tightened suddenly, stabbing at Mu Qiye like sharp knives.

Mu Qiye's pupils shrank.

The pupils reflected the splattered blood.

The blood spattered the side of his face.

However, that blood was not his blood.

Mu Qiye and Yu Huaijin looked in surprise at the woman who suddenly stood between them and dealt a fatal blow to Mu Qiye.

Yu Huaijin withdrew her tentacles abruptly.

Meng Busan's white shirt was all stained red with blood.

He covered the punctured shoulder with one hand, but he showed a crazy smile.

Yu Huaijin, who was facing Meng Busan, blinked, and looked over again, the widow had lowered her head, showing pain, as if the crazy smile just now was all imagined by him.

Yu Huaijin pressed her temples, suspecting that her illness was getting worse.

The protected Mu Qiye showed an expression of disbelief, "You...you...you...what are you doing!"

He looked restless, frowning tightly.

For him, facing the kindness of others makes him more at a loss than facing the malice of others.

He said impatiently: "Who told you to meddle in your own business! Do you think you are very powerful? You are really...you are just an NPC!"

Yu Huaijin glanced at Mu Qiye coldly, and said, "Do you regret saving him? This little bastard never learns to speak human language."

Meng Busan glanced at him coldly, "Shut up!"

Yu Huaijin and Mu Qiye were taken aback at the same time.

The expressions of both of them were a little dazed.

This was the first time Yu Huaijin was reprimanded by an NPC in the trial ground.

It was the first time for Mu Qiye to be protected in this way.

After all, no matter in the real world or in the world of Jinzihai, he is an unlikable thorn.

Meng Busan covered his shoulders, and turned to look at Mu Qiye who was tied up by tentacles.

Mu Qiye's eyes were fixed on the blood on her shoulder.

His eyes ached from the blood sting to save him.

Meng Busan's expression was complicated, he hesitated to say: "You...are you still my child?"

Mu Qiye froze for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

He blushed all of a sudden, "Who, who is your son!"

Meng Busan: "Then where is my son? Where is Shang Bing?"

Mu Qiye: "Shang Bing is just in the proving ground..."

He looked at the tears in Meng Busan's eyes, and for some reason, he swallowed back the remaining words.

He stared at Meng Busan, opened and closed his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a long time.

Mu Qiye turned his head away, and said impatiently: "It's gone, it's gone, there are no sons, they are all fake, only you don't know..."

Yu Huaijin didn't know what came to mind, and suddenly angrily said: "Shut up!"

Mu Qiye raised his eyes and glanced at him rather rebelliously, but this time he didn't refute anything.

He lowered his head again.

Meng Busan gave a "tsk" in his heart.

I have acted so pitifully, didn't you think of compensating me?

Meng Busan reminded: "You... Is Shang Bing dead? After I send his father away, will I continue to send him away?"

She covered her face and sobbed, "It's called me...the white-haired person sends the black-haired person..."

I should understand now, right?

Mu Qiye took a look at this hot and wild young mother.

Where is there a half white hair!

Mu Qiye said irritably, "Anyway, your youngest son will never come back no matter what..."

He seemed to have thought of something, turned his face and said: "I know money can't compensate for everything, but... at least money can give people comfort, and I will give up the inheritance as compensation for you."

Meng Busan put down his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth, "How do I know if you're lying to me?"

Suspected?

Mu Qiye's eyes widened, and he said "Damn", "Am I that kind of person? Give me the pen and paper if you have the ability, and I'll write for you right now!"

Meng Busan: "If you weren't my youngest son, those properties wouldn't belong to you."

"I'm not a woman who cares about money..."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly took out a pen and paper and handed it to Mu Qiye.

Mu Qiye: "..."

Are you too fast? !

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Mu Qiye turned his head and glanced at the tentacles on his body.

I can't stretch my hand out...

Meng Busan suddenly said: "Speaking of which, aren't you all looking for Meng Busan?"

"I saw a little brother with a peaked cap blocking your eldest brother, insisting that he is Meng Busan, and the fight has already started."

"What?" Yu Huaijin looked serious.

Mu Qiye taunted Yu Huaijin, "Look, look, not only can't you protect your brother, you can't even find someone right."

Yu Huaijin raised her tentacles and slapped him on the mouth with a "snap".

Mu Qiye's face was flushed red.

Yu Huaijin retracted her tentacles and left here.

Mu Qiye's face was tilted to one side after being beaten.

Although he was freed from the restraints, but because he used too much strength in the previous battle, he couldn't stand up at all right now.

Meng Busan squatted beside him, rubbed his right hand for him, and said: "If you want to talk cheap, you will be beaten?"

Mu Qiye snorted, "I just want him to be upset."

Meng Busan: "The result is that you were beaten."

Mu Qiye stared, "Then I also want him to be upset!"

Meng Busan: "Oh, in order to stab your heart, I don't want my face?"

Mu Qiye breathed heavily in his chest.

Meng Busan said softly: "You are hurting both sides, Tiehanhan."

Mu Qiye stared at his busy hands, and said in a rough voice, "Hey, I don't need your help, I'm not your son."

Meng Busan didn't seem to hear his objection, so he just asked him: "How do your fingers feel? Can they move?"

Mu Qiye flexed and stretched his fingers, and the numbness did disappear a lot.

Tsk, since this NPC rushed to take care of him, he reluctantly accepted it.

Mu Qiye said proudly: "For the sake of being so pitiful, I will take care of you one more day every day I am here. Don't be too grateful to me."

Meng Busan looked at him with a smile, and then put the pen into his hand, "Let's write."

Mu Qiye was stunned for a moment, then asked blankly, "What are you writing?"

Meng Busan stretched out a finger, poked the red and swollen place on his face, and said with a smile, "Of course it's a statement to give up property."

"Hurry up."

Just as Mu Qiye was about to write while holding the pen, he suddenly realized something.

"No, no, don't you want your son's? Why..."

Meng Busan: "There must be a son and money. Now that my son is gone, I must keep the money in my hand, right?"

He tilted his head and looked at Mu Qiye, "Otherwise, would you treat me like a child?"

Mu Qiye snorted immediately, "Who wants to be your son!"

He scribbled a statement of relinquishment of property quickly.

Mu Qiye: "Is it all right now? Come on, give me a hand."

He stretched out his hand towards Meng Busan, and Meng Busan took a step back with the paper.

"Hey!" Mu Qiye glared at him.

Meng Busan smiled and said: "Don't look at me like that, as if I have done something bad. Now you are neither my son nor have any money. What am I going to do with you?"

He smiled and waved at Mu Qiye, "Bye bye!"

Mu Qiye was just thrown to the ground.

He widened his eyes in disbelief, "You...you..."

Meng Busan was furious and said, "Ah, by the way, just now you massaged your fingers to let you move them and sign your name."

He held the paper between his two fingers and shook lightly, "Now, you are useless."

Mu Qiye was about to be pushed over with anger.

He was actually cheated by a mere NPC!

The operation of NPC is so coquettish!

Mu Qiye was so angry that he gasped for breath, making a panting sound like a broken bellows.

But he couldn't move at all, he could only watch the guy pat his ass and leave.

"Gan!"

Mu Qiye slammed the ground hard, but was sprayed all over his face by the splashed sand.

"Bah, bah, bah—" he stuck out his tongue, spitting out sand.

Grass, the tiger fell on the beach and was bullied by the sand!

……

When Meng Busan lingered on the battlefield between Wu Yu and "Shang Jia" again, both Wu Yu and "Shang Jia" had been tied up with tentacles by Yu Huaijin who suddenly jumped into the war.

Yu Huaijin stepped on "Shang Jia", lowered her head, and looked at him carefully.

"You are Meng Busan?"

The immobile "Shangjia" knows the truth that "people have to bow their heads under the eaves".

He said nicely, "Boss, I'm not, I'm just an ordinary tester."

After he said his real name, the title above his head was also revealed.

Yu Huaijin grabbed his hair and stared carefully at the face he showed.

"Are you really Meng Busan?"

"Shang Jia" was about to pee in fright, "I'm really not! Boss, I know you are the eighth one, how dare I lie to you!"

Wu Yu looked at Meng Busan who denied it, and turned to look for Meng Busan.

Then, he saw Meng Busan standing in the crowd, looking at here like a normal person.

Wu Yu wanted to ask him about his situation, but he glanced at Yu Huaijin again.

If he just asked, that Yu Huaijin might cause trouble for this lady.

The lady was also injured and could not be put in danger.

Wu Yu pursed his lips, and carefully moved towards Meng Busan's direction.

After Yu Huaijin couldn't find out what to ask, she slammed "Shang Jia" on the head and smashed him into the sand.

He murmured: "Meng Busan, Meng Busan, why is it so hard to find? Where is it? Where is it?"

"Shang Jia" buried his head in the sand like an ostrich, not daring to make a sound.

He always felt that there was something wrong with the big guy's mind.

Wu Yu also watched him cautiously.

Meng Busan suddenly said: "This gentleman..."

Wu Yu was taken aback, and he reminded in a low voice, "Don't..."

Meng Busan gave him a comforting smile.

He continued to say to Yu Huaijin: "I have an idea, maybe you can listen to it, sir."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1800:59:42~2020-07-1915:53:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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