The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng looked at the 'woman' in front of her, oh no, it was the man's face.

It’s Cui Er indeed!

Cui Er not only wore a long wig, but also put on makeup on his face. Surprisingly, the makeup was pretty good, at least not scary. He applied lipstick on his lips, which was light and moist, and also put on earth-toned eye shadow, with thick eyeliner, which made his eyes look bigger.

Seeing Xia Meng staring at him, Cui Er frowned and stared at Xia Meng with vicious eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Meng told the truth, "I just thought you looked familiar."

After hearing what Xia Meng said, Cui Er was not angry. He took off his wig, stood in front of Xia Meng, and asked Xia Meng with interest,

"What about now? Do you recognize me?"

Xia Meng pursed her lips, "It seems that we have really met."

"Yeah, that's right," Cui Er nodded and said proudly, "I am very impressed by you, beautiful lady."

Xia Meng, "So what do you want to do?"

"What?" When Cui Er heard Xia Meng's question, he suddenly laughed nervously as if he had heard something very funny.

"You said I stayed up all night and finally tricked you into coming here. What do you think I should do?"

"Murder?" Xia Meng looked at Cui Er, suddenly smiled, and deliberately asked, "Are you the serial killer?"

"What do you think?" Cui Er said meaningfully, as if he wanted to scare Xia Meng on purpose.

"You wish I was?"

"I think you look alike," Xia Meng said truthfully.

Cui Er looked at Xia Meng, but felt something was wrong.

This woman was obviously quite scared before, why does she seem not so afraid of him now?

Is it his imagination?

Cui Er looked at Xia Meng carefully, observing the emotions in Xia Meng's eyes and the expression on her face.

"You... don't seem afraid of me?"

Xia Meng shook her head in denial, "No, I'm scared of you!"

Cui Er sneered, "Really? Then why can't I see it?"

"It's your illusion," Xia Meng said.

"Really?" Cui Er suddenly smiled at Xia Meng.

"It doesn't matter if you're not afraid of me, you will be afraid of me soon enough."

Cui Er turned around and picked up a sharp scalpel from the table beside him.

The scalpel is not big, but under the light, the blade reflects a cold edge and the blade is sharp.

Cui Er approached Xia Meng with a scalpel.

Cui Er held the scalpel close to Xia Meng's cheek, his eyes were perverted and obsessed.

"You are really pretty, but if I make dozens of cuts on your face, with blood and flesh rolling around..., will you still be pretty?"

"Of course it won't look good," Xia Meng looked at Cui Er as if he were a fool.

"If you scratch my face, don't just say I will become ugly, even gods can't stop me."

Cui Er, "Haha, let's try it and see how ugly it will become."

As Cui Er spoke, he exerted a little force with his hands and was really about to take action.

It was at this time that Xia Meng stared at Cui Er and suddenly said,

"I remember who you are."

Cui Er's body stiffened and the movement of his hands stopped.

Xia Meng seemed to be unable to see Cui Ertong's changes, and said word by word,

"You are the husband of Shen E, the owner of the braised meat shop, Cui Er!"

"right?"

At this moment, Cui Er's face became extremely terrifying, as if an evil ghost suddenly revealed his true face. His eyes stared at Xia Meng, as if he wanted to bite Xia Meng to death.

"Shut up!"

Cui Er said in a suppressed tone, his voice full of disgust, "Don't mention that woman to me!"

"It seems that you don't like your wife very much," Xia Meng sighed first, and then asked,

"If you don't like your wife, why do you marry her?"

When Cui Er heard Xia Meng's question, he seemed to have been suppressed for a long time and suddenly broke through his defense. He yelled,

"Do you think I am willing?"

"I don't want to marry her either. She's like a tigress. Who would want to marry a woman like that?"

"You!" Xia Meng was not polite at all, "Aren't you married to her?"

"I was forced to do that. I had no choice." Cui Er suddenly lost his defense and tried to explain himself.

"How could I possibly fall for that tigress? If it weren't for the damn natural disaster that caused my family to go bankrupt, would I have fallen for her?"

Xia Meng spoke in a relaxed tone, as if she was chatting with Cui Er.

"From what you said, your family used to be very rich."

When Cui Er heard this, he seemed to have thought of something to be proud of, and he puffed out his chest with great pride.

“My family used to run a business, and we had a goal of making at least a small profit every year!”

"Oh!" Xia Meng pretended to be surprised, "Then your family is indeed quite rich."

"Hmph," Cui Er slowly seemed to fall into his own fantasy.

"At that time, I was surrounded by many bad friends. Every day when I woke up, I only worried about one thing, which was spending money."

"I bought luxury houses and cars, went to nightclubs, and brought home different beautiful women every day. Those days were so cool!"

Xia Meng nodded. It did sound quite cool.

"At that time, every woman who saw me wanted to throw herself on me. They tried every means to please me and wanted to marry me and become wives of wealthy families."

"But they are all too materialistic and too scornful of the poor and too fond of the rich. I can play with them, but marry them? Haha, I'm not stupid!"

"Those women are only worthy of being toyed with by me."

"But later," Cui Er's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said,

"A natural disaster is coming!"

"The damn natural disaster flooded my family's factory and destroyed everything we had."

"My parents died in the natural disaster! I'm the only one left."

"In order to survive, I started working very hard, but life was still very hard and I often didn't have enough to eat. In order to make life better, I wanted to get married."

Xia Meng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Cui Er's eyes were wandering, staring straight in a certain direction. It was obvious that he was still trapped in his emotions and unable to extricate himself.

"This damn marriage agency asked me for a thousand dollars, but the women they introduced to me are all shit. Not only are they ugly, but they also don't come from good families, and they don't have high education. What am I doing here with women like that?"

Xia Meng curled her lips, "You despise those girls because they are not good, but what are your own conditions?"

"Me?" Cui Er said proudly, "I'm a rich second-generation! I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth!"

"Tsk!" Xia Meng said disdainfully, her tone full of sarcasm, "Isn't your family bankrupt, Master!!!"

"So what?" Cui Er was very unconvinced. "My family is bankrupt, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse! Even if my family is bankrupt, I have seen a lot of the world when I was a rich second generation."

"Why would those ordinary, useless women compare with me!"