Shenhao grew up from salted fish

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 162 What kind of experience is it like to almost disappear

Shenhao started to develop from salted fish. Chapter 162 of the main text volume. What kind of experience is it to almost disappear? After shaking the other party for half a minute, the other party didn't intend to wake up.

Yang Yu gritted his teeth, glanced at the emergency driveway two meters away, and quickly unfastened Fatty's seat belt. After confirming that there was no car behind him driving into the emergency driveway, he quickly pulled him out of the car and hugged him out.

Although Yang Yu's approach is very dangerous, because getting out of the car in such a chaotic traffic environment is easy to be hit, but this time he is very lucky.

Just when Yang Yu jumped out of the railing of the emergency lane and fell onto the sandy ground outside, a high-speed vehicle behind did not come to dodge in a hurry, the car rolled over, and then performed a series of rolls from the rear to the front.

Yang Yu could even feel the howling wind from the back of his head.

"Fuck, the driver is still on it."

When Yang Yu put down Fatty from his hand, he thought of the big brother driver on it.

But it was obvious that Yang Yu was worried a little too much.

Although the driver's face is covered with blood, he got out of the car quickly when Yang Yu got off.

It is also because of this that he escaped the fate of becoming meat sauce.

"Mr. Yang, are you okay?"

The driver found a neutral gear, stepped over the badly hit car, and came in front of Yang Yu.

"I don't know, at least I can't die in a short time. Let's withdraw a little bit one after another. I think it's still a bit unsafe here."

Glancing at the car and at the driver, Yang Yu picked up Fatty who was on the ground and retreated five or six meters, and came directly to a low grass field.

After checking Fatty's condition and confirming that his pulse was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have blood on your face, are you okay?"

Looking at the driver who was calling the traffic police, Yang Yu asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just got scratched by glass shards, other than the pain, I feel better."

Although the car crashed into it, he had just made an emergency brake before the accident, so the force of the final crash was not as strong as imagined.

After confirming that the other party did not seem to be in trouble, Yang Yu nodded, and then observed the scene of the accident.

The cars that were hit were not one or two. In Yang Yu's eyes, he saw more than a dozen cars.

And at the front of these cars, Yang Yu saw a yellow car that was overturned.

But Yang Yu didn't intend to check the specific situation. He took out his mobile phone in his pocket and immediately sent a text message to Liu Sheng.

Yang Yu: There was a car accident on my side, and one person was unconscious. I don't know the specific situation. Is there any way to arrange it?

After Yang Yu sent the message, he also attached a location information to the other party.

Fatty seemed to be breathing steadily and had a strong pulse, but Yang Yu was not a professional, and he couldn't tell whether he had suffered internal injuries.

So for Yang Yu, it is the safest way to arrange for an ambulance to come as soon as possible.

After Liu Sheng saw Yang Yu's text message, he replied very quickly, which gave Yang Yu a great sense of security.

Liu Sheng: Now that I know Mr. Yang, I will arrange it right away.

Putting down the mobile phone in his hand, Yang Yu sat silently by the side, watching the increasingly chaotic accident scene.

In the end, I couldn't hold back, took a photo and sent it to Moments.

"You're on the highway and just had a car accident. May I ask what it's like to experience someone almost disappearing......"

It can't be said that Yang Yu is showing a big heart, he is just giving himself something to do, so as to divert his attention.

Not long after Yang Yu's circle of friends sent it, Yang Yu's cell phone rang.

The first person to call him was not Li Linglin, nor Zhu Ziqi, but Zeng Shaotong who had few interactions recently.

"Are you OK?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Yu heard an urgent voice on the other end of the phone.

This made the expression on Yang Yu's face look a little weird.

"Did the other party happen to be in his circle of friends? Otherwise, why did he react so quickly? Is this the legendary person who lives in the circle of friends?"

Although he felt it was strange in his heart, the other party was caring about him, and Yang Yu naturally had to respond.

"It's okay, don't worry."

After receiving Yang Yu's soft response, Zeng Shaotong felt a little relieved.

"That's fine, that's it."

After Zeng Shaotong confirmed that Yang Yu was fine, he immediately hung up the phone.

In the next 5 minutes, Yang Yu not only received calls from Li Linglin and Zhu Ziqi, but also calls from Da Mi Mi.

As for the others, none of them really called themselves.

Regarding this point, Yang Yu still thinks it is normal, after all, everyone is very busy now, and no one has time to look at Moments all the time.

"what happens........"

At the same time that Yang Yu hung up Da Mi Mi's phone, Fat Di, who had been lying beside Yang Yu, slowly opened his eyes, and then planned to get up from the ground.

"Well, it hurts."

But when she had this strange thought again, Fatty felt that her arm was very painful, and she couldn't use any strength at all.

"Don't move, just lie down."

Realizing that something was wrong with the other party, Yang Yu immediately stopped the other party's killing behavior.

"It seems that you should have a broken bone, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

Yang Yu looked at Fatty, and after roughly confirming his physical condition, he felt relieved.

It's not a big problem if the person wakes up, Yang Yu is worried that the other party won't wake up.

If this is the case, it will be difficult for Yang Yu to confirm whether the other party's injury is serious or not.

"What exactly caused this car accident?"

Looking at the driver who came back from checking the news, Yang Yu asked the other party.

"The specific situation is not very clear. It is probably that the car in the front was going to get off the highway, but it drove past the place. When it stopped and backed up, it hit the car behind it, and finally caused our current situation. What you see."

The driver had already washed off the blood on his face, and he looked less scary than before.

Listening to the other party's words, Yang Yu's forehead was full of black question mark emojis.

"This man's driver's license was bought with money. How dare he stop and reverse the car casually on the highway?"

Yang Yu saw this kind of situation on the Internet before, and thought that it was impossible for him to meet such a brain-dead person in reality.

The truth is, there are more brain-dead people in this world than he imagined.

"Since this is the case, then there is no need to ask any more questions. Sit down and have a good rest. When the ambulance arrives later, we will go to the hospital for a check-up. Don't leave any root cause for this incident. "

Yang Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about these things, and then said to the driver.

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.