The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

The bright sunshine falls on the golden beach, and the waves come in from time to time, licking the golden sand.

There is a circle of artificially built wooden plank roads on the edge of the beach, with sun umbrellas placed on it, and a table and a few chairs under each sun umbrella for people playing on the beach to eat and drink.

Under a sun umbrella, sat a woman with her hair tied in a bun and wearing a short black cheongsam.

The woman's long legs were put aside, and the black stockings wrapped her white and tender skin, leaving only a milky white absolute field between the stockings and the cheongsam.

The men passing by couldn't help casting their gazes over, and one even whistled at the woman.

The woman buried her face behind the newspaper and ignored the men.

The friend who was traveling with him gave the man a push, and couldn't help saying: "You have a bottom line, that woman looks like a widow."

"Isn't that better? She has no other man around now..."

"You're taking a good look at her arm!"

The man looked at it carefully from another angle, but saw the blue dragon pattern on the two arms.

"This this……"

He covered his mouth and whispered to his friend: "Could it be a gangster..."

The friend covered his mouth and dragged him away.

At this time, the woman put down the newspaper and glanced at the two of them with great interest.

This woman is none other than Meng Busan who had a special make-up before entering the trial field, but his face is not his original face now, but fortunately his makeup is still there.

Meng Busan pinched the spoon beside him and took a picture of his own face.

It was a face that looked more feminine than his original face, and now as long as he didn't speak in his original voice, he could completely pretend to be a woman.

But what about this proving ground?Why did he even change his face?

Meng Busan flipped through the newspaper in his hand again, and an envelope fell out of the newspaper.

With a finger, he quickly took out the letter paper and put the envelope back between the two pages of the newspaper.

He put the letter paper next to the newspaper, as if he was reading a newspaper, but he was actually looking at this exquisite letter paper.

On the letter paper, neatly written——

【Doomsday Proving Ground B747—Typhoon Doomsday】

[Welcome all the testers to this trial field. There are a total of 12 testers in this trial field. Each of them is a separate camp with different secrets. 】

[Trialists, please complete your own tasks, do not let anyone discover your identity as a tester, and survive the typhoon period safely. 】

【Wish you guys good luck! 】

These words are all written in black, and there are a few lines of small blue characters below——

【Dear Mrs. Lan】

[I feel sorry for your unfortunate experience. Please come to this resort to rest for a while. I think the abundant sunshine and energetic crowd will accompany you out of sorrow. 】

[Please don't forget your responsibilities, the property left by your husband still needs to be taken care of by you. 】

[If your husband's sons give up their inheritance, then your husband's property will completely belong to you. 】

[Of course, if the heir candidates disappear, it will be beneficial to you. 】

[I wish you good luck, and I wish you all the best. 】

【Your faithful friend, Mr. Li】

Meng Busan stared at the letter for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

"That's interesting..."

Was it his mission as the Black Widow to get the other sons to give up their inheritance?Or, to make those sons disappear directly.

If these sons were played by other testers, wouldn't it be necessary for him to be a [-]-year-old boy and engage in backstabbing in the days when the end is approaching?

Killing other testers will degenerate into a monster. Has this world watched him live the most carefree life?

The world is getting sicker and sicker, not only to not reveal the identity, but also to complete the task, and to struggle to survive in the apocalypse.

Meng Busan folded the newspaper, put it aside, and took a sip of the iced coffee beside him.

If you want to act as an NPC in the proving ground, the teammates who come in together are not only natural allies, but also life-threatening impermanence.

After all, although the face has changed, the details of the clothes and body have not changed, and these teammates on the same team should be able to see through it at a glance.

He said softly: "Everyone, now is the time to test the friendship of our teammates."

He touched Lu Xiaomeng's little bun, showing a faint smile.

He held the cup, his legs intertwined, and his eyes swept across the resort casually.

Many houses in this resort are built around the beach, and some are even built on sea water. Most of these houses are made of wood, which looks not very strong, and I am afraid they cannot withstand typhoons. If a typhoon lands, the rain will increase. These houses will also be flooded if they are not good.

When the typhoon doomsday comes, it is time for this resort to die.

Because of the need to hide his identity, even if he wanted to make some preparations to survive the typhoon period, he had to be careful not to be discovered by other testers.

Meng Busan's fingers slowly drew a circle around the rim of the coffee cup.

I don't know how big this resort is, can he leave this resort.

……

Meng Busan sat on the spot for a while, remembering the appearance of several tourists who hurried out from the beach.

Afterwards, he folded the newspaper, took the newspaper and a long-handled pipe, and slowly walked to the smoking area beside him.

The smoking area is on the left. It is an exquisite building, half of which is built in the sea and half of which is built on land.

There is a map of the entire resort at the door of the smoking area.

He lowered his head and held his cigarette holder, and glanced casually.

With just a few glances, he firmly memorized the map of this resort in his heart.

After he was optimistic, he continued to move forward. At this moment, he heard hurried footsteps coming from behind.

When he entered the door, he turned slightly sideways and glanced behind him casually, only to see a boy who looked like a boy running in a hurry.

He was wearing a white shirt and beige pants.

Holding the board, he gasped for breath and looked at the map in a hurry, with a troubled and nervous expression.

Aha, caught one that was exposed as soon as it came up!

Meng Busan narrowed his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to expose him, but walked into the room as if he hadn't noticed his arrival.

There was no one in the smoking area.

Meng Busan walked to the back of the smoking area, sat down in the corner, his legs hung down along the platform, and the soles of his shoes were almost touching the sea.

He lowered his head and lit the tobacco in the pipe with a lighter.

He drooped his eyelashes, "squeaked" once, and turned on the lighter again.

Tongues of flame approached the newspaper.

The newspaper and the envelope and letter inside it burned together.

Meng Busan held the cigarette rod in one hand, and put the other hand under the false chest, squinting his eyes to watch those things burnt away little by little, leaving only black ashes.

He took out the long-handled tobacco rod, tapped the black ash with the pipe, smashed them even more, and then swept it violently, sweeping the black ash into the sea.

He was smoking a pipe, looking casually at the blue sea.

The red lips parted slightly, exhaling wisps of smoke.

"咚咚-"

The hard leather soles made a crisp sound when they stepped on the wooden floor.

Meng Busan didn't look up.

The voice stopped behind her.

Someone said faintly: "Mother."

Meng Busan lightly rubbed the cigarette rod with his index finger, still didn't look back, but slowly exhaled a puff of pure white smoke into the sky.

To discover his existence so quickly, if it is not an NPC, then it must be a very powerful tester.

The author has something to say: I wish the students of the college entrance examination a smooth exam and a title on the gold list!

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Because Jinjiang has new regulations, this article of mine may need to be greatly revised. Cover your face and wait for me to discuss it with the editor~ Let’s see what to do.

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感谢在2020-07-0601:18:45~2020-07-0702:22:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 17770 bottles; MrXHHq60 bottles;

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