Super Villain: The Female Character Is Completely Ruined

The tall fat man and the thin short man were late, which made the bald old man impatient.

He raised his wrist to check his watch, and wanted to get up, but sat back down again.

"Forget it, I have to be more reserved and not too proactive."

The bald old man changed his posture, tightened his clothes, crossed his legs, leaned back comfortably, and closed his eyes slightly.

At this time, on the fourth floor, the tall fat man finally noticed the fact that the five people had disappeared under the thin short man's earnest persuasion.

"Brother Dong, you... why are you so unwilling to listen to advice? I have been saying that they are gone, they are gone, but you just don't believe me!"

The thin short man covered his swollen face, his eyes were wet, and tears flowed down.

He felt bitter.

He couldn't say it.

He was beaten like a dog by the tall fat man for more than half an hour. If the thin short man hadn't had some foundation, he might have been beaten to death on the spot by the tall fat man.

If he had not died at the hands of a psychopath, but at the hands of his companions, the skinny guy would have died with regrets.

He died unjustly!

However, the skinny guy could understand the fat tall guy's thoughts. After all, the gunshot was indeed strange, and the murderer has not been found so far.

It was understandable that the fat tall guy suspected him.

Because the skinny guy really couldn't explain, and couldn't clear himself of suspicion.

What could he do?

"I didn't expect that he really left... I thought you were deliberately lying to me and wanted to divert my attention."

The fat tall guy muttered, looking a little embarrassed.

After such a farce, the fat tall guy felt satisfied and vented his anger.

Seeing that the skinny guy would rather be beaten to death by himself than admit that he was the one who fired the gun, I'm afraid... the real murderer is indeed someone else.

The fat tall guy felt guilty, but the thick skin he had developed over the years made him unable to apologize to the skinny guy.

After thinking for a while, the tall fat man added: "Grown man, what's wrong with a beating? Don't be so hypocritical!"

This sentence almost made the thin man angry to death.

What's wrong with a beating?

Don't be so hypocritical?

Can you speak some human words!

Say something that human beings can say, okay!

Is that a beating?

That's asking for your life!

The thin man had no words to say, and he didn't dare to quibble anymore, for fear that the tall fat man would beat him up again.

He could only put on a fat face and squeeze out a sentence with a bitter face: "Brother Dong is right, this matter... is my fault."

"It's good that you know."

The tall fat man touched his chin with satisfaction, then pulled up the thin little man and said: "Now it seems that the five people are afraid of my strength and know that they can't beat me, so they ran away."

"Humph, these people are just so-so, they are all silver-plated gun heads, good-looking but useless!"

The smug look of the tall fat man made the five people hiding in the dark almost bite their teeth.

Damn it.

If it weren't for the order of the Black Emperor, the tall fat man wouldn't really think that they were afraid of him, right?

He dared to open a dyeing factory after being given a little color. If he was given too much face, who knows what kind of monster he would become in the future!

Some people with impulsive tempers wanted to rush out and beat up these two chatterboxes.

The man in ancient costume shorts persuaded the remaining four people.

After all, this was an order issued by the Black Emperor himself.

Who dares to disobey?

Anyone who dares to do so will die!

As a subordinate of the Black Emperor, the man in ancient shorts knows his opponent's methods very well.

That's not just a joke.

If he really takes action, how many of the five of them can survive is really an unknown.

In this mentality, after watching the two people walk up the stairs, the man in ancient shorts breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what the purpose of the Black Emperor's meeting with them is, at least... even if something happens in the future, it will not be their business.

Anyway, it's the Black Emperor's order.

As a subordinate, why worry so much?

Eat and drink when you should, don't take things to heart!

The man in ancient shorts felt at ease and said goodbye to the remaining four people happily. He planned to go back to his room, brew a pot of fragrant tea, and read the news carefully.

This kind of leisure, without any pressure, and unrestrained life is life!

Seeing that the leading man in ancient costume and shorts had left, the remaining four looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, turned around and left, and went back to their own wards.

The leader had left, so why were they still here?

They didn't fight or not, but watched two idiots fighting each other.

It was so boring.

Let's go back to the ward and continue to be cool.

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The two walked up the stairs to the top floor. The stairs on the fourth floor were similar to those on the previous floors.

But I don't know why.

The stairs leading to the fifth floor are particularly long.

Logically speaking, this building only has five floors, and the height is only about fifteen meters at most.

The stairs cannot be too long.

Both of them are masters of dark energy and are agile.

Even if they are injured, they are faster than ordinary people.

But for some reason, the two of them have been walking for five minutes and still haven't reached the fifth floor.

Even if ordinary people come, they should have reached one floor in five minutes!

"Brother Dong, what's going on? Why are we so unlucky today? We have walked for almost ten minutes and we haven't arrived yet!"

The thin man is really tired, and he wants to jump out of the window now.

The height of the fifth floor will not kill him, a master of dark energy.

But if he stays any longer, the thin man feels that he will have a mental breakdown.

Suddenly, the thin man shudders.

He thought of a terrifying possibility.

The reason why all the mental patients in this mental hospital are warriors, could it be that they think... they all got here by mistake and couldn't get out, so they could only stay on the floors they could go to?

The thin man's legs began to tremble.

This guess was too terrifying, and it made him scared.

"Why are you shaking? Look, isn't the exit just above? Let's go! We've passed all the storms, and we're only a few steps away?"

The fat tall man frowned, looked at the thin man who was shaking beside him, and cursed him as a waste.

We've passed all the difficult levels, and there's only one last flight of stairs left. Are you weak?

What were you doing earlier!

If you want to be weak, you should have been weak earlier. If you're weak now, what else can you be but a waste?

A disgraceful thing!

"No, Brother Dong... I suddenly thought of a terrible possibility. This time... I'm afraid we're going to fail here."

The thin man hugged his arms, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

If it was really as he guessed,

Then he understood why the people on the fourth floor did not stop them.

Because they knew...

Sooner or later, the two of them would return to the fourth floor and stay there for the rest of their lives.

There would never be a chance to go out again.

From then on, they would be the mentally ill of this mental hospital.