Qin Qingqiao changed to a comfortable sitting position, "A 99% chance, you don't even have the qualification to squat for a few days."

Zhen Zhen was about to fall into silence for about a second, and the door that could not be opened finally came with a knock on the door.

Then a sweet and sweet female voice came in, "Doctor Yan, the patient who made the appointment is here, should he come in now?"

"Patient? An elite surgeon, who is a patient who is generous and beautiful, obviously relaxed, makes an appointment with a high-rise office? He is not a psychologist, and he will go to the clinic if he wants to see him."

Don’t ask Zhen Zhen how he knew it. This is the habit of a mad doctor. No one in this world knows Yan Hao better than him.

[Traveling through the Crazy Asylum] Section 1: [Bala Crazy Asylum] The plot begins.

Please select:

[Free Mode]: In this mode, the character will run automatically until the next scene ends.

[Guardian Mode]: In this mode, the character must obey the operator's instructions before he can move to the next step of action.

[Open Mode]: Selecting this mode may cause the character's favorability, rapid increase or rapid decline.

Three options...

Let Zhen Zhen run it automatically by himself, and the open mode is completely a bet. It would be crazy to place bets when everything is completely slandered.

"Doctor Yan, Dr. Yan..." The female voice outside the door seemed a little anxious this time.

"Let him come in." Zhen Zhen straightened her body, put the unknown comic book into her pocket, and tried to keep her image close to the characters.

The door opened, and a man in a uniform and hat walked in, looking at Zhen Zhen shrugging, her collar was half open, and the right neck was half thicker than the left neck, revealing a piece of the inner garment inside, which was unknown whether it was a hospital suit or a prisoner suit.

As soon as the man stepped in with one leg, a burst of rapid sound came from Zhen Zhen's ears, and the sound of high heels getting farther and farther away. It seemed that the person Yan Hao invited was not very good, and he was quick to encounter problems.

This is also good, so as not to see what you shouldn't see later.

Zhen Zhen opened the cigar box on the table, took one out and lit it, "Hello!"

"Doctor, I'm here to tell you that you've been requisitioned?" The "police" who was obviously not the appointment was spoken.

"requisition?"

"Yes, the only one in Hei Water City is the safest place, because only your satisfaction reaches 100 points, what do you do is reasonable and legal?"

"Oh~!"

Zhen Zhen wants to laugh now, Hei Shui City? This is actually the old nest of Hei Shui Map? What kind of stupid people live here? The satisfaction level is 100 points, and everything is reasonable and legal???

Or are people living in the Black Water Map crazy?

Then what are he waiting for? Just go to Bala asylum directly.

The fake "police" saw Zhen Zhen get up and tidy up her clothes and prepare to go out, and was stunned, "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to requisition this place? Okay, it belongs to you."

"You can't leave, you can requisition this place, including you." The fake "police" reached out to stop Zhen Zhen. The two were very close, and a smell of sweat mixed with other smells penetrated Zhen Zhen's nostrils.

Zhen Zhen sprayed a cigar, ignored the blocking of the fake "police", and walked over the fake "police" toward the door.

"Bastard, have you listened to me again?"

The fake "police" grabbed Zhen Zhen's arm, and the cigar on Zhen Zhen's hand was directly pressed on the left eyeball of the fake "police"...

"Are you sure you want to block my way?" Zhen Zhen spoke very gentlemanly.

Qin Qingqiao took his hand to watch this scene, well, his teammates should do this, asking questions like a gentleman and taking action like a devil.

If it were her, she would definitely not be so gentle.

"The goiter is swelling, and there is a possibility of cancer. Find a doctor to take a look. Maybe there is still a rescue!"

"you……"

The fake "police" covered his eyes that were scalded by a cigar with one hand and pointed at Zhen Zhen with the other hand.

"I hate blood. If you don't take your hands back, I don't guarantee that something bad will happen to you next."

The fake "police"'s neck shrank, and his neck, which was asymmetric left and right, made a very strange move, pointing at Zhen Zhen's hand drooping.

However, next, before Zhen Zhen walked to the door, a group of people rushed in from the door of the office in a bustling manner.

"It's really troublesome. It seems that I can't get out today without any blood."

Zhen Zhen returned to the wide desk, opened the cabinet door on the left, took out several large garbage bags from the bottom drawer, and took out a box with various colorful gems inlaid from the penultimate grid.

Slap!

Zhen Zhen opened the box, took out a shiny scalpel inside, held it in his hand, and nodded. It felt pretty good.

These things are arranged exactly the same as the place where the mad doctor puts things. Now, history has been repeated, but these things are used to deal with another wave of people.

"Doctor, you can't leave. You have to stay here. Wait until our boss will come to ask questions." A man in a jacket who came in walked up to Zhen Zhen and spoke violently.

There was nothing in the jacket, revealing the tattoo on the chest, and the first fake "police" who came in quietly retreated to the farthest place.

He had a very bad feeling. This doctor with a satisfaction level of 100 points was not like that on the surface. He was just an intern gangster who had just joined this "group" twelve hours ago. He really didn't want to die so soon.

Entering the industry is risky, so you need to be cautious in investing. There is no harm in being careful.

"Boss, what boss?" Zhen Zhen looked at the man in the jacket with a smile.

"Mad, don't you understand people?" The man in the jacket suddenly punched the desk, shaking the office supplies on the desk into a mess.

The man in jacket roared, and the group of people who followed the man in jacket showed their "weapons."

"Just this level of threat?"

A group of people's brains were gone? None of them had hot weapons or something?

That's right, since this is the old nest of the Black Water Map, maybe it's locked like outside.

"You really want to do this?" Zhen Zhen spoke calmly.

"So what..."

Before the man in the jacket had finished speaking, the scalpel in Zhen Zhen's hand was inserted into the man in the jacket's chest...

Then a large garbage bag was put on the jacket man, and the jacket man rolled into the garbage bag smoothly before falling to the ground...

A few minutes later, when the fake "police" reacted in shock, there was a pile of "garbage" filled with black garbage bags on the beige wool handmade carpet.

Zhen Zhen looked at the drop of blood dripping on the handmade soft cowhide shoes and sighed...
Chapter completed!