I'm not a drama god

"Why? You guys get scared sometimes?"

Behind the one-way glass, Chu Changqing, who was locked in his seat, snorted disdainfully, "It seems that you are just a bunch of makeshift teams."

Facing Chu Changqing's ridicule, the supervisor showed no emotion. He glanced at Chu Changqing behind the glass and spoke calmly:

"Transfer the people first."

"Yes."

Everyone around quickly unplugged the equipment from Chu Changqing, lifted up the seat, and movable rollers appeared at the bottom of the seat. At the same time, as someone pressed the button in the corner, the wall behind the observation room began to push to both sides, revealing a secret tunnel leading to the outside of the mountain.

Just as everyone was about to leave, a series of dull sounds came from the ceiling directly above the observation room!

Whoosh whoosh—

The black ink was like a sharp blade, directly piercing through the limbs of several people around Chu Changqing. As screams rang out, everyone in the observation room fell to the ground in a splatter of blood, leaving only Chu Changqing sitting there, motionless.

The one-way glass was stained with blood, and the supervisor just stood there in a daze. With another loud bang, the ceiling above Chu Changqing was directly shattered!

In the hazy moonlight, several figures flexibly landed around Chu Changqing.

"found it."

In the flying dust, a tall woman raised her eyebrows and used her fingertips to lift the chin of the restrained Chu Changqing. Her crescent-shaped eyes clearly reflected the face of the long-haired figure.

"I didn't expect Chu Changqing to be such an artistic handsome man... I thought that all the people doing scientific research were bald middle-aged uncles."

Chu Changqing looked at the strange woman in front of him and frowned subconsciously.

"Who are you?" The supervisor looked extremely ugly.

The woman was stunned, and looked around, as if she had seen a ghost. "Who is talking?"

"It's one-way glass." Three young men and women who looked like college students beside the woman reminded her.

"What is one-way glass?"

"..."

Several college students seemed speechless. One of them raised his finger and a "stroke" flew out, smashing the one-way glass on the front into pieces!

"Oh~ There are people standing here!" The woman looked at the people who appeared inexplicably behind the mirror with a strange expression.

director:……

"I remember you, you are Zheng Zhiqing!" The supervisor looked at the familiar face and suddenly remembered something, "You are a 'white hand' registered in the 749th Bureau. I have seen your file back then... Do you know what you are doing?"

The woman didn't seem to care that her identity was exposed. She covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Everyone made mistakes when they were young... But now, I have found my true belonging."

"What is the real belonging?"

The supervisor was about to ask something else when a figure slowly floated down from the hole above.

In the dim light, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes seemed to be walking slowly under the moonlight. An indescribable sense of oppression emanated from his every move, especially his eyes, which seemed to contain thousands of years of sharpness and murderousness. A single glance made everyone tremble with fear.

puff-

The researchers around felt as if their legs did not belong to them and they collapsed to their knees on the spot.

The moment the supervisor saw him, he subconsciously wanted to kneel down. Fortunately, the man in the white coat next to him raised his hand in time to support his body, and he came to his senses... Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and his eyes looked at the young man floating in the air with horror.

"You...who are you?"

The supervisor racked his brains but could not recall when this person appeared in the country. There was no information related to him in the files of Bureau 749, whether he was involved in the conspiracy or not... Could he have returned from overseas?

Boom!

A loud noise came from behind the supervisor. He turned around in surprise, only to find that the entire corridor behind him had turned into a lava hell. Between the spider-web-like cracks, a sturdy man in a fur coat walked slowly towards him.

Fu Kun saw Ying Fu not far away and immediately bowed respectfully:

"Your Majesty, I am late."

His Majesty?

The supervisor was confused...

In any case, since this group of people appeared here, it meant that all the "White Hands" guarding outside had suffered. But the supervisor couldn't figure out how the man called "Your Majesty" could incite the "White Hands" who originally belonged to the 749th Bureau to rebel and make so many Shinto owners work for him?

"Boss...what should we do now?" The man in white seemed a little panicked.

"…delay as much as possible. It's impossible that the 749th Bureau didn't know about this."

The man in white gritted his teeth and was about to make a move, but the three college students beside Ying Fu attacked at the same time, throwing out three "Frozen" characters at high speed, and his figure froze in place...

"Your Majesty, are you going to kill him?" Zheng Zhiqing asked softly.

Ying Fu looked at the man in white and narrowed his slender eyes slightly.

He stepped on nothingness, passed through the broken glass wall of the observation room step by step, and stopped in front of the man in white.

"Level 3 Qingshendao... The Shintoists of this era are so weak." Ying Fu said calmly. He raised his palm and pressed it directly on the top of the head of the man in white.

"I'll give you a chance... a chance to change your fate. Are you willing?"

As Ying Fu's palm touched the top of the white-clothed man's head, the power of the Emperor God Way penetrated into the latter's body crazily. His eyes became visibly distracted, as if he was being dragged directly into the depths of his heart...

[Palace Examination] begins.

"Wake up!" The supervisor had a bad feeling when he saw this scene.

After just ten seconds, Ying Fu's hand gently moved away, and the man in white slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ying Fu with an extremely complicated look...

"What's your name?" Ying Fu asked.

"Your Majesty, my name is Wang Yuanrong."

Ying Fu nodded slightly, said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the tunnel.

As Ying Fu left, Fu Kun, who was holding the hammer, Zheng Zhiqing, who was pushing Chu Changqing, and the other three college students followed respectfully. At the same time, Ying Fu's calm voice reached his ears:

"Kill him, and then follow me."

"……Yes."

"Xiao Wang! What are you doing..."

The supervisor's brows were furrowed more and more. Just as he was about to say something, the man in white raised his hand like lightning. A pen mark was like a sharp blade, directly cutting off his head!

The supervisor's head rolled on the ground, his eyes staring at the man in white, filled with fear and confusion.

After killing the supervisor, the man in white didn't hesitate at all and immediately chased after Ying Fu... Only blood was left on the ground, spreading amid the flickering warning lights.

"Your Majesty, are we walking so fast?" Zheng Zhiqing pushed the bound Chu Changqing and trotted behind Ying Fu, unable to help asking.

"Yeah." Ying Fu looked at the dim tunnel in front of him, and gently rubbed the communicator in his ear with his fingertips.

There were faint sounds of electricity coming out from it...

"There's a troublesome guy approaching here."