I studied beheading in a mental institution

"What can I do for you?" Boss Han sneered, reached out and grabbed An Qingyu's unfinished dinner plate, and smashed it against the wall next to him!

clang--! !

The crisp humming sound echoed in the empty and dead cafeteria, food was spilled all over the floor, Boss Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked down at An Qingyu.

"One-eyed, and the scarred face, are you the one who killed them?" His voice was icy cold.

An Qingyu didn't answer his question, and didn't even look at him directly. His eyes all fell on the figure who had just walked into the cafeteria, and he stood up directly from his seat.

As soon as he stood up, the prisoners around him took half a step forward and surrounded him tightly, their eyes full of warning.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to find someone." An Qingyu frowned slightly.

"Looking for someone? I'm talking to you! You look down on me?!" Boss Han roared angrily.

At this moment, the younger brother beside him looked back, with a strange expression on his face, and leaned into Boss Han's ear and said something.

Boss Han was stunned for a moment, then looked back, only to see Lin Qiye walking to the window as if no one else was there, ready to eat, without even looking here.

"It's that kid?" Boss Han muttered, and glanced at An Qingyu, as if thinking of something, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "That kid you're looking for?"

Before An Qingyu could reply, Boss Han continued, "That's okay, this is a rare opportunity, so I'll kill both of you to save trouble next time."

After finishing speaking, he gave the little brother next to him a look, and the latter immediately led a dozen people and walked towards Lin Qiye aggressively.

……

Lin Qiye took the plate, turned around, and prepared to find a corner away from Boss Han and others to eat.

As soon as he came in, he saw Boss Han with a group of younger brothers, as if he was surrounding someone, but there were too many prisoners blocking that person, and Lin Qiye didn't see who it was, anyway, it wasn't his business anyway. correct.

You beat yours, I eat mine, if you don't take the initiative to provoke me, I don't bother to make trouble.

However, the next moment, Lin Qiye's idea of ​​eating quietly was shattered.

A dozen or so prisoners walked fiercely around Lin Qiye and surrounded him. The leader looked at Lin Qiye coldly and said:

"Sick, our boss has something to do with you! Come with us!?"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "What do you want me to do?"

He looked past the few people in front of him and looked at the group of people gathered in the corner of the cafeteria. After the dozen or so prisoners left, a corner of the encirclement was missing, and Lin Qiye could clearly see the one surrounded in the center. The young man was suddenly taken aback...

Then the expression instantly became wonderful!

"What? You're not going?!" The head prisoner's face turned cold.

"Go." Lin Qiye nodded, "Of course."

Seeing Lin Qiye's expression change so quickly, the prisoner was taken aback for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, he brought Lin Qiye in front of Boss Han.

"Boy, we meet again." Boss Han looked at Lin Qiye, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, "The two night watchmen are not here this time, I want to see, who can help you?"

Lin Qiye walked into the encirclement, didn't even look at Boss Han, but sat down on the seat opposite An Qingyu.

The two teenagers looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of their mouths at the same time.

"I didn't expect to meet you here... I thought you disappeared with Cangnan City." Lin Qiye said with emotion.

"Ten years ago, I happened to be studying in the city next door, and I escaped a catastrophe." An Qingyu looked at Lin Qiye carefully for a moment, his brows raised slightly, "You are more normal than I imagined, and you don't seem to be mentally ill."

"I'm not sick at all." Lin Qiye shrugged, "Or, I'm already cured."

"Then why don't you go out?"

"They said I still need to be observed and not let me go out."

"How long was the observation?"

"One year."

"It's been a while."

"yes……"

The two chatted casually, as if they were not surrounded by a group of prisoners in a prison, but in a coffee shop with an elegant environment, listening to Beethoven's piano music while talking and laughing happily.

Boss Han's face turned green.

boom--! !

Boss Han slammed his fist on the dining table, breaking the dining table from the middle. The sharp breaking sound echoed in the cafeteria, and the chatting between the two stopped abruptly.

He stared at the two of them, and said viciously: "Where do you think this is? Who do you think I am? A waiter?"

He stepped on the broken half of the table, crushing it directly, and said murderously: "Today, none of you will go back alive!"

Lin Qiye looked at the broken table calmly, and sighed, "Why don't we deal with them before continuing?"

An Qingyu nodded, "I agree."

"The Forbidden Ruins is useless here, how many can you fight?"

"I don't know how to fight." An Qingyu shook his head, drops of blood oozed from his fingertips, and an invisible silk thread slowly stretched out...

"But I will kill people." He said lightly.

Lin Qiye sensed [Strange Silk], surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he nodded thoughtfully, "Take it easy, there are so many of them, it would be troublesome to kill them all, let them grow long Good memory."

"Listen to you."

Seeing that the two of them were still so relaxed, Boss Han felt furious. He waved his hand, "Give it to me! Kill them!"

boom--! !

Forty or fifty prisoners surrounded the two of them swarmed up, and the deafening roar rang out, almost lifting the roof of the cafeteria!

Lin Qiye and An Qingyu moved at the same time!

Lin Qiye's back seemed to have eyes, and his body was slightly sideways, precisely avoiding all the punches and feet, and then propped up on the bench under him with one hand, and swept a flying kick backwards like lightning!

The situation of An Qingyu was even more weird. All the fists that were about to touch his body rose at the same time, as if there was an invisible silk thread hanging everyone's arms. As An Qingyu's palm suddenly clenched his fist, everyone behind him Several bloody cut marks appeared on the prisoners' bodies out of thin air.

Several prisoners covered their wounds with their hands, and fell backwards, howling.

Lin Qiye's toes were on the bench, and he fell lightly into the crowd, holding a chopstick in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

His lips parted slightly, and his deep voice echoed in the air:

"Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and fourteen states are frosted with one sword."

Ding--! !

A crisp sword sound came from his palm, as if what he was holding was not a chopstick, but a peerless magic weapon that could cut thousands of troops!

The sharp sword energy rolled out!