I studied beheading in a mental institution

boom--! !

Dozens of nurses flew out at the same time, and collided with the "mysteries" who came one after another, and a world-shattering "mystery" scuffle broke out.

Lin Qiye was wearing a cloak and quietly looking at the battlefield. At this moment, his demeanor was no longer that of the director of a hospital, but the boss of a gangster who came out to fight with a group of gangsters.

"Instructor Lin!"

"Master Qiye!"

Seeing his figure, the eyes of Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo lit up at the same time, and they spoke excitedly.

Lin Qiye hummed, and his gaze fell on Fang Mo's bandaged wound. The amount of bleeding was not much at the moment, as long as he waited a little longer, the bleeding should be completely stopped.

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes narrowed, he reached out and grabbed Fang Mo, the white cat, and quickly stepped back!

Above the mountain forest, a pencil pierced through several kilometers of nothingness in an instant, and passed through the position where Fang Mo was lying at a speed that the naked eye could not capture. After the pencil's torso passed by for a few seconds, the ear-piercing sonic boom roared Exploded in the air.

If Lin Qiye's movements were a little slower, Fang Mo might have become a dead cat torn into pieces.

The pencil skimmed through the huge waves in the air, knocking Li Zhenzhen and Lu Baoyou into the air. Lin Qiye grabbed the white cat Fangmo with one hand, and a crimson cloak danced wildly in the wind. in the pencil body.

That is……

"It smells so good, I really want to eat it... It seems, I really want to eat it..."

A scalp-numbing whisper came from the side of the pencil, and the pressure of the "Klein" realm suddenly descended.

Lin Qiye's complexion became serious with naked eyes.

Relying on the Shenxu body and the Tiancongyun Sword, Gao Tianyuan's No. [-] artifact behind him, Lin Qiye is not incapable of killing even if he meets the "mystery" of "Klein".

But the problem is that the current situation in Shangjing City is very special, he can't release any breath to participate in the battle, otherwise Chen Han's road to becoming a king will be completely aborted.

Although there are a group of "Klein" level nurses available in the hospital, but now his realm is only "Boundless", he can't summon them, he can only fight with them by himself.

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed a few gleams, he raised his finger slightly, and a gorgeous magic circle opened under his feet.

In the next moment, his figure quickly distorted, transforming into Chen Han wearing a military overcoat and wearing leather boots.

Shapeshifting magic!

Since he had to participate in the battle no matter what, Lin Qiye had to completely cover up his aura, and the best way to do this was to use Chen Han's own aura fluctuations instead.

In this way, even if he joins the battlefield, other "mysteries" will not notice the strangeness. Even if a "mystery" finds that there are two Chen Hans appearing at the same time, they will only regard this as Chen Han's special ability and will not realize it. One is not Chen Han himself.

Lin Qiye put down the white cat Fang Mo in his hand, and stretched his hand into the black box behind him...

Chong——!

Hearing the sound of the sword, Lin Qiye held Tian Congyun Sword in his hand and confronted Bixian from afar.

……

The mental hospital of the gods.

Jigme Garsh opened the door, squinting his eyes to enjoy the sun bathing, feeling very happy.

As early as in the ancient Babylonian period, one of his greatest hobbies was to sit on the tallest and most gorgeous throne in the entire kingdom in the first twilight of the morning, while overlooking the busy people working below, while tasting Intoxicating wine.

Now, although there is no throne and no good wine, it is also a good thing to be able to walk out in the face of the first rays of the sun, and take the group of nurses busy preparing breakfast for themselves.

Before his happy mood lasted long, a dull collision sound came from the next door.

Gilgamesh frowned and looked sideways.

At the door of the ward next door, an ancient ape was sitting cross-legged on the fence, holding a jar of fruit wine in both hands, and drinking with his head raised.

Wisps of water flowed down the hair around his mouth, dripping onto the finely cracked cassock. He reached out to wipe off the wine stains at the corner of his mouth, smacked his lips, and dropped the heavy wine jar on the floor of the corridor.

The wine jug rolled to Gilgamesh with a rumble.

Gilgamesh's eyes narrowed.

boom--!

The wine jar under his feet exploded in an instant.

Sun Wukong, who was sitting on the fence, frowned suddenly. He looked back at Gilgamesh, and said coldly:

"you wanna die?"

"Only by you?" Gilgamesh replied lightly.

The busy nurses downstairs were stunned for a moment when they heard the sound of wine jugs breaking from the second floor, then they turned their heads to look at the time, with a dazed look on their faces.

Oh, so it's time for those two to fight at work...

The nurses looked familiar and continued to do their own things. No one cared about the reason for the fight between the two upstairs today.

The second floor.

The eyes of Gilgamesh and Monkey King collided in the air, as if they were about to spark.

The fighting intent in the eyes of the two became more and more intense. Just when Gilgamesh snorted coldly and was about to take the lead, Monkey King stretched out a finger as if he had thought of something.

"Wait a moment."

"Ok?"

Gilgamesh was taken aback.

"One is missing." Sun Wukong looked at the ward next door.

"...Cut, it's really troublesome."

Gilgamesh spoke in displeasure.

The two looked at each other and walked towards Blaki's ward at the same time.

boom--! !

Hearing a loud noise, the door of Ward No. 3 was kicked open abruptly. Blaki, who was dreaming sweet dreams on the bed, suddenly woke up!

When he saw Monkey King and Jigme Garsh standing at the door, he was taken aback for a moment, then moved back a little in horror, and stammered:

"You, what do you want to do?! Don't touch me...don't move..."

Before Blaki finished speaking, Sun Wukong walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and dragged him towards the door expressionlessly.

"We two are fighting, we need some background music." He said lightly.

"..."

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Braki tried to resist, but he didn't know what spell Sun Wukong had cast. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the palm covered with monkey hair.

This handsome blond guy from Norse mythology, wearing blue and white striped pajamas, was like a helpless little chick, dragged abruptly by Monkey King from the second floor all the way to the yard, and a lot of nurses were involved in the process Onlookers.

For a moment, Braki felt that all the Norse gods had lost their faces.

After the musicians were in place, Monkey King and Gilgamesh stood on both sides of the courtyard, and after a brief pause, they rushed towards each other quickly.

The fierce battle between the two gods broke out!