I studied beheading in a mental institution

humming-!

A helicopter gunship rolled and carried a strong wind, and landed slowly beside the coastline.

Ye Fan, wearing a dark red cloak and a straight knife on his waist, stepped off the plane.

His eyes swept across the horizon in the distance. Under the sun, the waves were surging on the sea surface, stirring up large white waves. Although there were some wind and waves, the overall situation was calm.

Ye Fan squinted at the other end of the horizon, wondering what he was thinking.

A moment later, an illusory carriage passed through the city behind and stopped slowly beside Ye Fan. The book boy driving the carriage bowed respectfully to Ye Fan.

"Hi Commander Ye."

"Ah."

Ye Fan looked back at the carriage, and saw Mrs. Chen walking down from the carriage, holding a teacup in his left hand, patted his off-white robe with his right hand, and sighed.

"What else is going to happen?"

"Yes."

Ye Fan smiled helplessly.

He was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly.

Ye Fan answered the phone.

"Hello? Zuo Qing? What's wrong?"

"..."

"What?" Ye Fan was stunned, "They rushed into the mist with clouds to save Zhou Ping? Where did they get the way to walk in the mist?"

"..."

"Shaoping song?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, "Why did he join in?"

"..."

"Okay, I got it... always pay attention to the movement of the northern mist, and let me know as soon as they come back."

Ye Fan hung up the phone, with a gloomy expression on his face, and heaved a long sigh.

"What? Something happened again?" Master Chen frowned.

"Lin Qiye and those boys are really not afraid of death." Ye Fan said cursingly, "At such a critical moment, their reserve team dared to rush into the fog, do they know how dangerous it is?

I have solemnly warned them, why didn't they listen?

Grandma's..."

Ye Fan was really pissed off, and he swears a lot. He talked a lot with Lin Qiye, but he didn't listen to a word. He turned around and rushed into the mist.

Master Chen looked at Ye Fan for a long time and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Fan glared at him.

"You know, what do you look like now?"

"like what?"

"Like the old father of a group of rebellious children." Master Chen laughed.

"..." Ye Fan snorted coldly, "I'm doing this for their own good."

"Look! More like it!"

"..."

Drop drop-!

While the two were talking, the horn of the battery car came from not far away, and a young man in a bright yellow delivery suit and a helmet on his head came to the two of them unsteadily on a bicycle.

"Lu Wuwei, you came too slowly." Ye Fan said.

Lu Wuwei took off his helmet, shrugged his shoulders, "The car is out of battery on the road, and I charged it for a while."

As if he remembered something, he got off the battery car, opened the incubator at the rear of the car, took out two cups of milk tea from it, opened one himself, and handed one to Ye Fan.

"You bought milk tea on the way?" Ye Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

"No, I was delivering this takeaway order, and then you called me, and I rushed here directly, and I didn't have time to deliver the order." Lu Wuwei said with some melancholy, "I'm going to be complained again..."

"Why did you give it to him and not me?" Master Chen asked suspiciously.

Lu Wuwei glanced at him, and said lightly, "Elder people drink less sweet things."

Mrs. Chen: ...

"The one who placed the order was unlucky enough. He ordered two cups of milk tea and was cut off by the two of you." Master Chen chuckled.

"Everything is for Daxia." Ye Fan glanced at the outer packaging of the milk tea, saw the name of the person who placed the order, and frowned, "Three nines? What a strange name..."

"By the way, why haven't you come out yet? Haven't you left?" Chen Fuzi looked around and asked.

"I asked Zuo Qing to call him, he should be here soon."

Ye Fan looked down at the time.

at this time,

In the void, several lines of green characters suddenly appeared out of thin air.

#-*-coding:UTF-8-*-

#Filename:helloworld.py

#authorby: GZ

＞＞＞print('Hello World!')

The moment the last character appeared, all the characters disappeared out of thin air, and then, a group of virtual codes gathered in the air and turned into a human form.

A middle-aged man in a black and white plaid shirt and peaked cap stepped out of the code, raised his head slightly, and pushed the black-rimmed glasses under the brim with his right middle finger. The lenses reflected white light.

"Yo, long time no see, everyone." He grinned.

"It's been almost three years, and you're finally out of customs." Ye Fan said quietly.

"After the new algorithm is upgraded, there are too many bugs, and I can't help it."

Guan Zhe spread his hands helplessly, and at the same time glanced at everyone, "There are so many people here today? By the way, where is my brother Zhou Ping? Why didn't he come?"

Hearing the word Zhou Ping, Ye Fan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally fell silent.

Guan Zai keenly sensed that something was wrong, and frowned slightly.

"Ye Fan, where's Zhou Ping?"

"He went abroad."

"Why are you going abroad?"

"Go save people." Ye Fan slowly recounted the previous things to Guan Zai.

After hearing this, Guan Zui's face became serious, "He went to the mist alone, what if he was intercepted by those Outer Gods? No...no, where is he now? I'll help him..."

All around him, virtual characters appeared one after another, as if they wanted to envelop him.

"You can't go." Ye Fan said suddenly.

"why?!"

"You are more needed here."

"Then what about Zhou Ping?" Guan Yu frowned, his face a little gloomy, "This matter is definitely not as simple as robbing a city, you can't fail to see it? If their target is Zhou Ping, then he will The situation is very dangerous!"

"I believe Zhou Ping's matter can be resolved by himself. What we have to do now is to fulfill the responsibility of the human ceiling." Ye Fan said calmly, "If you leave, it will be up to the three of us. If you can't stop the Egyptian God Offensive ... you know what's going to happen."

"Then what if he can't solve it by himself?" Guan Zai said in a deep voice.

"he can."

"Why are you so sure?!"

"Just because he is my Great Xia's sword master!"

Ye Fan and Guan stood facing each other, their gazes were extremely aggressive, and neither of them would be outdone. A gust of cold wind burst out from between the two of them.

On the side, Lu Wuwei saw this scene, and after hesitating for a moment, he planned to step forward to persuade him.

Just then, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Master Chen stood behind him and silently shook his head at him.