I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

"... I see, I will start to act now."

An Qingyu hung up the phone.

He stood by the French window on the edge of [Pure Land], looking at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Qingyu, what happened?" Jiang Er floated to his side, "All the data has been uploaded, and all the equipment has been shut down. You can start the self-destruct procedure of [Pure Land] at any time..."

"You don't need to blow yourself up, at least not now." An Qingyu pushed his glasses, he looked down at the super city under his feet, the corners of his mouth slightly raised,

"Our curtain call performance in this country is about to begin..."

……

In the private room of the clubhouse.

Amamiya Haruki sat cross-legged on the ground with [Yubeng] on her knees, her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was meditating.

There were two knocks on the door, and a moment later, the door was pushed open. Lin Qiye stood outside the door, and said seriously to Yugong Haruki:

"Yu Gong, lend me [Yu Beng]."

Amamiya Haruki opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qiye with doubts in his eyes, but even so, he still did not hesitate at all, and simply handed the dark blue long knife on his knee to Lin Qiye before speaking. asked:

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Qiye took [Yubeng] and smiled slightly, "Go and clear the last obstacle for you."

Amamiya Haruki froze in place.

Before he could figure out what Lin Qiye meant, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, and spoke again:

"By the way...your friend, Yoshiki Furuhara...how is his temper?"

"Temper?" Haruki Amamiya was even more puzzled, "Why are you asking this? Although he is weird, he actually has a pretty good temper..."

"Do you hold a grudge?"

"...don't hold grudges."

"Oh, all right."

Lin Qiye nodded, and disappeared in place in a flash.

Amamiya Haruki looked blankly at the empty room in front of him, recalled the inexplicable conversation just now, and began to wonder if he hadn't woken up...

……

"Ishou Yuu, right?"

Lin Qiye came to the office of the club, saw the figure standing outside the door, and asked.

When Jing Shouyu saw Lin Qiye, he immediately greeted Lin Qiye respectfully, "Yes, Boss Qiye, do you have any orders?"

Lin Qiye was the honored guest of the big team leader, and also the guest of honor of the entire black killing team. Jing Shouyu didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest.

"I need you to use the plane to help me send someone to Tokyo." Lin Qiye said calmly.

airplane?

Send someone?

Ishouyu's expression became troubled.

The black killing team does have a plane, and the one that Shen Qingzhu flew from Osaka is nearby, but only the team leader has the right to transfer this kind of thing. Lin Qiye is just a guest after all. Still not entitled to use that plane if allowed...

"Boss Qiye, does the group leader know about this?"

"do not know."

"In this case, we may not be very good..."

"But if you don't send it, your team leader may die in Tokyo." Lin Qiye directly interrupted Jing Shouyu.

Jing Shouyu froze in place.

"Boss Qiye, what do you mean by that?" His brows suddenly frowned.

"Your group leader, in order to keep you little brothers alive, went to Tokyo alone overnight to kill the oracle." Lin Qiye briefly explained what happened, "I think you should have guessed that the group leader is not from this world. who came from another distant country...

But here, his strength cannot be fully displayed.

If we don't help him, he will probably die in Tokyo, and your black killing team will completely lose this big team leader in the future..."

Jing Shouyu is like a lightning strike!

He stared blankly at Lin Qiye for a long time. The picture of Shen Qingzhu talking under the moonlight last night resurfaced in his mind again. He seemed to understand something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"So that's how it is..."

Jing Shouyu muttered to himself, he took a step back suddenly, knelt down in front of Lin Qiye, pressed his forehead heavily on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"I'm going to help you prepare the plane!

I will mobilize all the people in the black killing team in Kanto to help the big team leader!But it will take a while to prepare, before that...

Please,

Be sure to save the big team leader!

Really really please! ! "

Jing Shouyu knocked his head on the ground several times in a row, and waited until his forehead was flushed, then stood up from the ground, sprinting towards the outside of the clubhouse at the fastest speed in his life!

Lin Qiye looked at his leaving back, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.

In the eyes of these gangsters, Shen Qingzhu's status is really high...

"Qiye, I'm ready."

Jia Lan was wearing a dark blue Han robe, carrying a black box containing [Tianque], her long black hair was tied up with a red rope, and she walked quickly from the other end of the corridor.

"Well," Lin Qiye nodded, "Before I go to Tokyo, I still have one thing to bring back, so I can only let you go first... How is Fat Pang?"

"Still the same, no signs of waking up."

"……All right."

Lin Qiye sighed, "After a while, Jing Shouyu will take you to the plane, I'll go first."

"Well, see you in Tokyo."

Jialan nodded obediently.

With three knives hanging from his waist, Lin Qiye walked to the parking lot outside the clubhouse, picked a car at random, and galloped towards a remote area in Hokkaido!

at this time.

In a private room of the clubhouse.

Baili Pangpang, who was lying quietly on the bed and sleeping, suddenly had a ray of white light flowing from his abdomen, slowly connecting every vein in him like a river, and his whole body was immersed in this white light.

Inside his dantian, a jade ruyi was slowly spinning.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly.

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Chapter 738 coma

Several black vehicles belonging to the Fengji family sped past on the road around the sea.

In one of the cars, Cao Yuan was sitting in the back seat with a knife in his arms, looking at the sparkling sea outside the window with anticipation in his eyes.

After staying in this ghostly place for so long, he finally found Lin Qiye and the others, and they will soon meet again after a long absence... Maybe this is the happiest period of time for Cao Yuan in the past two years.

Beside him, Yurina was wearing a black cherry blossom kimono, with her head drooping, looking very depressed.

Cao Yuan looked back at her, thought for a while, and finally asked the doubts in his heart, "By the way, if you just sent me to Hokkaido, you, the young head of the Fengji family, don't need to go there yourself?"

"Brother Qiye is leaving, of course I have to come and see him off." Yurina said as a matter of course, "If you don't come this time, you may not see him in the future..."

Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, "You can go back to Daxia with us."

Yurina was startled, she seemed a little moved, but finally shook her head, "Father and younger brother are still here, I can't go back with you..."

Seeing this, Cao Yuan nodded his head, and didn't persuade him any more.

Just then, a pleasant cell phone rang.

Yurina took out her mobile phone, her eyes lit up slightly when she saw the string of numbers, and she immediately connected.

"Brother Qiye, we are already on our way."

"..."

What did Lin Qiye say on the other end of the phone, Yurina nodded, and handed the phone to Cao Yuan, "Brother Qiye said, he wants to tell you something."

Cao Yuan took the phone in doubt.

"Qiye, what happened?"

"..."

After a while, Cao Yuan's face became serious.

"I see."

After Cao Yuan hung up the phone, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Yurina, and said seriously:

"The plan has changed, it seems... we should turn back."

……

Tokyo.

International Finance Building.

On the top floor of this towering luxury building, a man in a suit and leather shoes was standing stiffly by the door, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn't even dare to wipe it off.