The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

There is only one room in the ancestral hall, and because the doors and windows are closed, it looks extremely dim.

When Meng Busan pushed open the door, a beam of light came in.

The beam of light split through the dark room and landed on a man and a woman who stood back to back with wary expressions on their faces.

There is one person on each side of them, and the four people are guarding each other in a zigzag shape.

This pair of men and women were the ones imprisoned in the ancestral hall.

Opposite them, the man on the far left is wearing a khaki robe with the same shape as the man outside, with the words "Sixth Squad of the City of God Yellow Characters" written on it, and his hair is also dyed khaki, but he The skin is fairer, so that the whole person is not so ugly.

He was wearing a pair of black leggings, which were still stained with dust. He looked like a "spiritual guy". The title on his head was "Birdman".

There is actually a big hole in the roof above his head, which shows that he just fell from it not long ago.

The man on the right who was confronting them was Tang Ci himself in a white coat.

Meng Bu Sanyile simply swept Tang Ci away, and didn't call him directly, but pretended not to know him.

He smiled and said: "Hey, everyone, what are you doing?"

The couple with swollen heads saw Meng Busan, and immediately said, "Be careful of these two testers!"

Tang Ci laughed unhurriedly, "It's as if I'm a bad person. Well, I really don't seem to be a good person."

"However, among the testers present, who can be regarded as a good person?"

The young man in the khaki clothes shouted immediately: "Fart, the people in our City of Gods are different from you!"

"City of God?" The pair of men and women looked confused.

The young man raised his chin and said contemptuously, "You don't even know the City of Gods, what kind of testers are you!"

He glanced at Meng Busan, "The former No.9 must have known about it?"

Meng Busan raised his eyelids with a half-smile, and glanced at him, "Are you worthy of talking to me?"

The young man flinched at the title above his head.

He turned his head and continued to yell at the couple: "We are from the City of Gods, and the City of Gods is an organization founded by the fifth-ranked Bai Yong in Jinzihai!"

"We are from Boss Bai Yong."

The man and woman looked at each other, and the girl whispered: "No matter what, let's cooperate first, at least we must know when the volcano erupts, otherwise we might die together with the villagers here."

The "spiritual guy" said: "Then we must first find our companions. We are from the City of Gods, and we must all be missing."

The girl comforted: "Okay, okay, then how many companions you came in, where are they?"

"Spiritual Boy": "Three, but our eldest is missing."

From the corner of Meng Busan's eyes, Tang Ci blinked at him.

Meng Busan suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Well, that boss might fall into Tang Ci's hands.

He gave a low laugh.

The man with the long head was staring at Meng Busan all the time, and he suddenly asked in a daze, "Why are you doing nothing?"

"Why did these villagers knock us out, but not you?"

Meng Busan smiled and said, "Probably because I look better?"

Everyone in the room looked at his face at the same time.

Although he was good-looking, he was not considered a peerless beauty, but he seemed to be more attractive the more he looked at him, and he was quite likable.

The "spiritual guy" coughed, "It's true."

Meng Busan: "Our purpose in this proving ground is the same, so let's stop infighting and try our best to cooperate and win-win."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Tang Ci smiled, "I have no objection, after all, it is Yu Zhiyu, who is really famous."

The man with the bun on his head frowned, "Okay, as long as you lead me, I have no problem."

The little girl on the side also nodded repeatedly.

"Spiritual guy": "This...my elder brother is not here, I, I can't make the decision."

Tang Ci: "How old are you, you can't even make decisions about this?"

"Then at least ask my other brother..."

"Hey, brother! Brother! So you are here! I was scared to death, and I still wonder where you are!"

A head came in through the hole in the ceiling, and waved at the "spiritual boy".

Meng Busan waved at the young man with a smile, "Hi, long time no see, see you again!"

The young man let out a "hi" unpreparedly.

The "spiritual boy" immediately glanced at his companion with a guarded look.

He gritted his teeth, "Okay, since this is the case, I will listen to you first, but if we find our boss, we will have to make a new decision whether to hang out with you or not."

Meng Busan smiled brightly, "Of course, I am easy to talk."

"Come on, let's introduce ourselves to each other."

Everyone looked around, and their eyes stopped on the man without the title.

Tang Ci spread her hands, "My name is Su Meng. My skill is a doctor skill, which can save lives and heal the wounded. Well, because I haven't reached the level, I don't have a title."

The others looked at him with a little more contempt, but they didn't dare to speak provocatively, after all, no one knew if there was a time when a doctor would be needed in this proving ground.

Only the "spiritual guy" curled his lips and complained in a low voice: "An L2 with such a rude attitude."

The girl said: "My name is Lin Yang. My skill is to run fast, and I can also run on water."

Meng Busan nodded, "This skill is useful."

Lin Yang smiled shyly at him.

The man whose head was hurt from the beating said: "My name is Chen Jiuzhang, the boss could have noticed my skills before, right?"

Meng Busan: "Oh, is it for people to tell the truth? You can't tell lies, and then you have to rely on contact to activate skills."

Chen Jiuzhang said embarrassingly: "At that time, I thought the boss could handle all complicated situations, so I pretended to sell you. I'm really sorry."

What a "sincere" apology.

Meng Busan smiled, "It's okay, I never hold grudges."

He squinted his eyes and looked at the big bag that was knocked out on his head, "Because I usually report it on the spot."

"Uh..." Chen Jiuzhang swallowed Zu'an's words, and smiled stiffly, "Big brother really did it on purpose at that time."

Meng Busan turned to look at the "spiritual guy".

The young man puffed up his chest and patted the logo on his chest, "I am from the sixth team of the Yellow Character Team of the City of Gods. Although it is only the last team in Tiandi Xuanhuang, our sixth team of the Yellow Character Team is quite famous... ..."

Meng Busan said unceremoniously: "I'm really sorry, I've never heard of it."

The boy choked violently.

Meng Busan: "However, I have heard about the deeds of the Tianzi team."

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Yes, what's the big deal, if I perform well, I will be able to rise up soon. From Huang to Tian is only three levels."

Meng Busan: "Is your skill related to flying?"

The young man: "As expected of the boss Yu Yuyu, that's right, I can fly, and my name is Xiao Fei."

"Hey, hey, and me, my name is Gao Xing, and my skill is setting fire."

"Actually, I also have a question for you, boss." Chen Jiuzhang carefully considered his words, "Are you L3 or L4 now?"

Meng Busan raised the corner of his mouth, "You all seem to be very curious about this."

"This is not to see you hahahahahaha..."

Meng Busan said casually: "Then do you know the ranking rules for the top ten? If the ranks are the same, how are they ranked first?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Lin Yang: "Hey, how do we know this?"

Meng Busan looked around at everyone, "If you don't know, why do you suspect that I haven't been promoted to L4?"

Chen Jiuzhang: "Then..."

Meng Busan immediately stopped him, "You don't need to explain, your thoughts...can't I see it?"

He chuckled, "In my eyes, you are just like Mengxin who just entered Jinzihai, playing tricks with me? That's all leftovers from my brother."

The crowd held their breath.

Meng Busan copied his pockets with both hands, "Be quiet if you can't provide effective information, it's already so useless, and it always provokes conflicts within the team..."

He paused, leaned over and asked Chen Jiuzhang with a smile, "Could you be an undercover agent with a mission different from ours?"

"Undercover?!" Others in the room raised or lowered their voices.

Meng Busan stared at Chen Jiuzhang, "Yes, it's not like there wasn't such a trial field before. On the surface, everyone overcomes difficulties together, but in fact there is someone who is an undercover agent who wants to help the will of the world kill the trialists."

Everyone looked at Chen Jiuzhang with suspicion immediately.

Chen Jiuzhang immediately said: "No, I'm not! I can only tell the truth, I'm really not!"

Meng Busan: "That's not necessarily the case, maybe the world will give you some useful props so that you don't have to be controlled by your own skills?"

"Fuck!" Chen Jiuzhang couldn't take it anymore.

Meng Busan hurriedly straightened up, smiled and said: "Oh, I was just joking, are you angry?"

Chen Jiuzhang was so angry that his neck was red, and he glared at him angrily.

Meng Busan blinked at him, "You want to beat me up, don't you? But you're too afraid to make a move? That's right."

Meng Busan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and suddenly lifted his foot, putting it on Chen Jiuzhang's right knee.

Chen Jiuzhang's knees softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

Meng Busan stepped on his bent thigh, tilted his head and said slowly to him: "Let me teach you a lesson, don't provoke people who are stronger than you, because the price...you can't afford it!"

He lifted the vest and put his hand inside the vest.

A cylinder protrudes from the vest like a gun muzzle.

Chen Jiuzhang's pupils constricted.

Meng Busan moved closer and put the "gun muzzle" between his eyebrows.

Chen Jiuzhang was trembling all over.

Meng Busan: "When hugging someone's thigh, make a gesture of hugging the thigh. If you don't have the skills, don't jump up and down."

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Snapped."

Chen Jiuzhang shuddered, only to realize the next moment that it was just the sound made by Meng Busan's mouth.

He humbly raised his head.

Meng Busan took out his hand from the inside of the vest with a smile. He didn't have any gun in his hand. He just compared his fingers to look like a gun.

Meng Busan brought his index finger, which was the muzzle of the gun, to his mouth, and blew on it gently as if blowing gunpowder smoke.

He stared down at Chen Jiuzhang, with a bright and morbid smile, "Honey, guess what, the next time it hits your forehead is this pistol~gun?"

"Or..."

He leaned down, put his mouth close to his ear, chuckled, and exhaled slowly, "... Where's the other real gun?"

He breathed closer.

"How dare you doubt me? Little trash?" He snorted in Chen Jiuzhang's ear.

Chen Jiuzhang seemed to be defeated, trembling unceasingly.

Meng Busan dusted off his trousers, and put his feet down from Chen Jiuzhang's lap.

He opened his arms and said with a smile: "Masters, please remember, don't provoke me easily."

At this moment, everyone has a thought in their hearts——

Where the hell did this freak come from?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2021:24:56~2020-06-2121:12:59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: 452442361;

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