Super Villain: The Female Character Is Completely Ruined

"Shut up! It's fucking time, you still have time to joke with me?"

The tall fat man took a deep breath, and he didn't even have the strength to beat anyone up, so he could only sit on the ground and gasp wildly.

It was not until now that he suddenly realized.

There is something wrong with this mental hospital.

And there is a big problem!

This mental hospital should be based on the law of the jungle.

The lowest level is full of ordinary mental patients, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

Only those who are strong enough can live in the upper level with better conditions and enjoy the resources that the lower level can't enjoy.

Therefore, naturally, each level is stronger than the previous one.

But the trouble is also obvious.

The tall fat man can already be sure that the Black Cloud Evil God they are looking for must be on the fifth level.

But just passing the third level almost killed them there, and the people on the fourth level... How terrifying are they?

Can they really complete Jiang Zetian's task?

The tall fat man has no idea.

If it weren't for the generous reward Jiang Zetian gave him, enough to make him live a carefree life, the tall fat guy would even want to run away now.

His life is almost in danger, what's the point of fighting?

"I'm not kidding, Brother Dong, if we can't do it, just give up the mission, it's not shameful."

The thin guy said with a bitter face.

If he wasn't more flexible and avoided many fatal injuries, I'm afraid he would be lying on the ground now.

"Shut up! We've come here, and we're only one step away from getting the reward. You're telling me to give up now? What about the beatings we suffered before? Didn't it go in vain?"

The tall fat guy gritted his teeth, stood up directly, picked up the thin guy with one hand, and dragged him up.

"Let's go! What are you afraid of? When a person dies, the bird flies to the sky. If he doesn't die, he will live forever! Don't forget how much money Jiang Zetian gave us! As long as we can get it, we can live however we want!"

Seeing that the thin man's expression had loosened, the fat tall man struck while the iron was hot and said, "What are you still hesitating about? If you win the bet, you will be a young model in the club. If you lose the bet, you will go to the sea to be a gigolo. It's wealth and glory or give up. You decide which one to choose!"

At this point, the thin man finally made up his mind, nodded heavily, and said, "Brother Dong, you are stronger than me, you are right! Damn it! At worst, I will die. As long as we can get so much money, we can do anything in the future?"

"Order ten young models every day and you can't spend it all!"

"Ten?"

The fat tall man sneered and said, "You useless thing, you order a hundred a day, and you can't spend it all in ten years!"

"Hehe... I'm just afraid that my body can't bear it."

The thin man scratched his head and smiled.

After hearing what the tall fat man said, the thin man also had a vision in his heart.

As long as he could invite the Black Cloud Evil God, he would live the rest of his life as an emperor. Just for this reason, he was unwilling to give up no matter what!

What's more, there was only one step left to victory.

At worst, he would be beaten to death. It was death anyway, so what was there to be afraid of?

Having been used to hard times, the thin man was unwilling to go back to those lives that were worse than death.

Wealth and glory were right in front of him.

Besides, being beaten to death by those psychopaths was better than starving to death on the streets, right?

If they were not from poor families, they would not practice martial arts and would be willing to be thugs for others to deal with some shady things.

"You kid, get the money first. When you have so much money, you can hire a medical team and treat your kidneys while playing with young models. Wouldn't it be great?"

When the tall fat man said this, even he was persuaded, and his eyes immediately showed envy.

So it really is a fairy life.

The so-called emperor is just like this, right?

"Dong brother is right! Damn it, let's go! The worst case is that we will be beaten to death!"

The thin little man was in high spirits, and he took the lead directly, not afraid, and led the tall fat man up the stairs.

The tall fat man cursed with a smile, and then quickly followed.

Both of them are dark power masters. After such a rest, their physical strength has recovered a lot. Even if they have to do it again, they are confident that they can get through it!

But when they walked to the fourth floor, they were dumbfounded.

There are half as many people on this floor as on the third floor.

There are only five people.

But the aura emanating from these five people stunned the two.

Five people, five dark energy masters!

Judging from the roundness of their aura, although the two are both dark energy masters, they are at the same level and there are differences in strength.

Each of these five people is stronger than the two of them!

On ordinary days, if the two can knock down one of them, it would be a blessing.

This time, five of them came at once.

How to play?

The other side is all six gods, they just made straw sandals, what can they play with?

It would be strange if they were not beaten like grandsons!

"Fuck..."

The tall fat man took a deep breath and cursed in a trembling voice.

"Dong, Dong brother, what should we do? This... still fight?"

The thin little man was like a deflated ball, the fighting spirit that had just risen dissipated in an instant, and hid behind the tall fat man again.

Facing one, they can still deal with it.

Facing two, it is not impossible to fight.

But facing five at the same time, and when there are five people on the opposite side, each of them is stronger than the two of them.

How to fight?

How can you fight!

If they are not beaten to shit on the spot, they will be considered to have shit in advance!

"Fight! Damn it, I really don't believe it. After practicing martial arts for so many years, can you still be beaten by a group of mentally ill people?"

The tall fat man gritted his teeth. Things have come to this point, and he can't help but fight.

Even if the two turned around and ran, they would probably be caught up!

Since they couldn't run away, they could only fight to the death, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope!

Hearing this, the thin man's eyes instantly became fierce.

The two were people who lived on the edge of a knife, fighting for their lives, and no one understood it better than them!

Since they had been forced into a desperate situation, it also aroused the ferocity in their bones.

"What is the meaning of your coming here?"

A man wearing ancient costumes, but with a pair of flowered shorts underneath, frowned and asked slowly.

"We are here to find the Black Cloud Evil God! That is the Black Emperor you call him. Where is he? Bring him out!"

The tall fat man was desperate and shouted coldly: "Be sensible and let us take him away. Everyone can save face. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame us brothers for being ruthless!"

"Ruthless? Just you?"

A man with a naked upper body and a pair of animal skin shorts asked with a strange look on his face.

No...

Who is the psychopath?

Why do I feel that these two people are more psychopathic than psychopaths.

Who went to the wrong place?

This is a mental hospital!

It's not an amusement park for psychopaths!

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you want to fight, just fight. Are you women for dithering?"

The thin man pretended to be brave and shouted, then quickly hid behind the tall fat man.