I studied beheading in a mental institution

clang--!

An Qingyu waved an afterimage in the palm of his hand, followed by the sound of metal and iron clanging, and the oncoming broadsword was instantly bounced off, spinning and piercing into the white wall behind him!

Five figures flashed out of the office one after another, and instantly surrounded An Qingyu in the center.

To An Qingyu's surprise, the five figures were not wearing dark red cloaks, but uniform brown Chinese tunic suits.

It seems that in this era, the cloak known as one of the three-piece suits of the night watchman has not yet appeared... An Qingyu thought to himself.

One of the bald-headed men turned his head to look at the broad knife embedded in the wall, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Among the crowd, a tall and thin man glanced at the coffin behind An Qingyu, narrowing his eyes slightly:

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail is not a good person at first glance... You are the member of the 'Church of the Ancient Gods' that has been making a lot of noise recently, right? We are still searching for you everywhere, but I didn't expect you to dare to directly break into our night watchman's residence ...It's courting death!"

Several spiritual forces surged in the corridor, and the battle was imminent.

"Wait!" An Qingyu said immediately, "I'm not from the Church of the Ancient Gods, I'm also a night watchman."

After the words fell, An Qingyu took out a coat of arms from her bosom and showed it to everyone.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, and looked down at An Qingyu's palm at the same time. One of them picked up the coat of arms, looked it over carefully, and couldn't help but sneer.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a coat of arms that was a circle smaller than Anqingyu's from his pocket, and shook it at Anqingyu,

"These idiots from the Church of the Ancient Gods can't even imitate it...Boy, open your eyes and see what the coat of arms of our night watchman looks like!"

An Qingyu stared at the coat of arms in his hand, and froze in place.

The coat of arms in his hand is not only smaller than Anqing Yu's, but also looks much rougher. Even the words "If the dark night comes to an end..." on the back of the coat of arms are all written with some kind of pen up, not laser engraved.

"I can explain the different styles of the coat of arms later...but the 'Ghosts and Gods' in it can always prove my identity?" An Qingyu immediately calmed down and continued.

"'Ghosts and Spirits'? What is that?"

An Qingyu: ...

Not only is there no cloak, but in this era, even "ghosts and gods" have not appeared?

The three-piece suit of the night watchman, the only thing that can prove his identity is the straight knife, but when An Qingyu entered the night watchman, what he took was not a straight knife, but a set of customized scalpels made of the same material... Now He really couldn't explain why.

"Where is your captain? I want to see your captain." An Qingyu took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

"Our captain's wife is expecting to give birth and is already on leave..."

"Why do you answer him for this kind of thing?" The bald man pulled out the broad knife on the wall forcefully, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Take him down first, and then directly ask the whereabouts of other members of the Church of the Ancient Gods!"

"Qingyu... what should I do now?"

Jiang Er's voice came from the radio.

An Qingyu's gaze swept across the five mentally agitated people in front of him, and after a while, he sighed helplessly:

"A friendly negotiation seems impossible... let them calm down first, and then question them slowly."

In An Qingyu's eyes, a deep grayness quickly faded away!

……

"Swish swish..."

There was a sudden disturbance from the radio on Lin Qiye's waist.

Lin Qiye frowned, and immediately squeezed the brakes, parked the bicycle on the side of the road, put up the stand, and placed the radio on the bicycle seat.

He reached out and patted the radio, "Jiang Er, is that you?"

"Shushashasha...it's me." The disturbance sound ended, and Jiang Er's voice came from it.

"How about you? Did you find anything?"

"...There hasn't been much progress yet, but except for the captain who is still on vacation, Qingyu has already beaten down the 007 team of this era."

"?" Lin Qiye asked in confusion, "Why did you beat them up?"

"Qingyu wanted to ask something about the disaster, but he couldn't prove his identity and was treated as the Church of the Ancient Gods, so he decided to use some force first..."

"The Church of the Ancient Gods? At this time, does the Church of the Ancient Gods exist..." Lin Qiye thought for a moment, "How is it now?"

"The members of the 007 team are still not letting go, Qing Yu went directly to the archives to check the files." Jiang Er paused for a moment,

"He asked me to tell you that in Huaihai City, there are suspected people from the Church of the Ancient Gods to be active."

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly,

"...Okay, I see, contact me anytime."

The sound of the radio disappeared, Jiang Er continued to inform Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, Lin Qiye stood alone on the side of the street, lost in thought.

People from the Church of the Ancient Gods are active in Huaihai City... Could it be that the Church of the Ancient Gods provoked this disaster again?

After a while, Lin Qiye still got on his bicycle and continued to complete the magic pattern he had carved in Huaihai City. But at this time, he was more careful, and his eyes continued to search along the sides of the street.

So far, Lin Qiye has dealt with the Church of the Ancient God quite a lot, and when he sees some of the members again, he will definitely recognize them at a glance... But now it is more than 40 years earlier than their era, and most of the ancient gods who fought against him The members of the Church of God should not have been born yet, or they should still be children.

However, there are always some existences. After reaching a certain level, their lifespan will be much longer. Maybe they have already appeared in this era.

As time passed, Lin Qiye rode his bicycle and almost circled the inner circle of Huaihai City. Just as he was about to leave this area and continue to search the outer area, his eyes fell on the opposite side of the street, and his whole body was shocked!

He slammed the bicycle to a stop, blinked his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that he was not distracted, his expression suddenly became subtle.

Lin Qiye thought for a moment, took his bicycle across the road, and finally locked it on a stone pile by the side of the road, and walked into a dilapidated small noodle shop.

"Boss, have a bowl of egg noodles."

"okay."

With one hand in his pocket, Lin Qiye naturally sat down at a table near the door, his gaze casually sweeping across the small storefront.

On the table opposite him, a young man in a suit and with oily hair was eating a bowl of steaming shredded pork noodles seriously with his head down.

As if aware of Lin Qiye's gaze, he raised his head and looked at Lin Qiye, who quickly looked away. The young man frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Qiye carefully for a long time before he lowered his head suspiciously and continued to eat noodles.

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, pretending to yawn, to cover up the uncontrollable corners of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, you looked so cute when you were young...

【Raving】.