Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

An Qingyu silently handed the roasted fish in his hand to Shan Mei and began to roast the chicken wings seriously.

An Qingyu and Shanmei's conversation was seen by Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan who were washing vegetables not far away.

"Xiao Yu'er was actually hit on by a woman. Vice Captain Shan is really brave. Isn't he afraid that Xiao Yu'er will dissect him while he's asleep at night?"

Baili Pangpang looked at Cao Yuan with a wonderful expression.

"Maybe Xiaoyuer will suture the body after the autopsy, and she won't be able to find out at all..."

"That's possible."

The others were also chatting casually. Jiang Liu and the others kept chasing Molly and Lin Qiye, asking them what the forbidden ruins were and how they were suddenly controlled.

Wang Shao, Hongying and Huang Yuande were chatting animatedly, but Zhou Ping sat there stiffly, occasionally signing autographs for the members of Team 009 and having brief conversations.

After all, he was the Sword Saint of Great Xia. They had only heard of him before but had never seen him in person.

At this time, Zhou Ping's palms began to sweat, his eyes kept looking at his toes, and he looked uncomfortable all over.

Huang Yuande seemed to understand something and pulled Wang Shao to go to the toilet.

"Is the Sword Saint a social phobia?"

"um, yes."

"No wonder, I thought he was aloof. After all, sword masters are all aloof."

"..."

"Captain Wang, I haven't been able to contact the Night Watch Squad in Lintang City. No one answered the phone. I wrote him a letter. Just give it to him when the time comes."

"Okay, thank you Captain Huang."

Wang Shao took the letter and put it in his arms. How could he contact them? The night watchmen in Lintang City had been wiped out long ago.

However, Wang Shao did not tell everyone, after all, seeing is believing.

This is not the first or second time that the plot has been changed because of me.

The two then chatted for a while about Zhou Ping's social phobia.

……

early morning.

Wang Shao and others drove towards Lintang City in an extended Lincoln sedan.

We could have taken a private plane, but at the strong request of Hongying, Jialan and Molly, we chose to drive.

Firstly, they wanted to see the scenery along the way.

Secondly, the car is really comfortable to sit in.

The most important thing is that An Qingyu doesn’t feel tired while driving and he actually enjoys it.

"Captain Huang hasn't been able to contact Team 008 all day. Could something have happened?"

Lin Qiye took out the information of Team 008 and asked.

"It shouldn't be. Although there are only six of them, there is one Wuliang and five Haijing."

"That's right. There are six of them. Who should we send? Sister Hongying?"

Lin Qiye turned and looked at Hongying.

"I'm fine. I'm ready to help anytime."

Just as everyone was discussing countermeasures, they discovered that Zhou Ping was looking at his toes and making soft sounds.

"Senior Sword Saint, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing. I'm just learning how to communicate and coordinate with Team 008."

"Ok?"

When everyone heard the word "speech skills", they stopped discussing and looked at Zhou Ping in shock.

It's like the sun rising from the west. Zhou Ping actually knows how to speak.

"Senior Sword Saint, what are you going to say?"

Baili Pangpang asked in surprise.

"Listen carefully, we are here to challenge you. If the six of you don't fight with us, we will kill you..."

"..."

"No... Senior Sword Saint, we're not going to challenge you, we're going to challenge you."

"Is there any difference? Didn't Lin Qiye do the same thing in Xining?"

"That's different. I was just in the heat of the moment..."

Lin Qiye spoke somewhat helplessly. His performance seemed to have led Zhou Ping to a point of no return.

"Senior Sword Saint, we should speak to others more gently."

"Senior Sword Saint is right. We are indeed going to challenge the master. We can just say it in a more domineering way to appear more impressive. There's no problem with that."

Baili Pangpang added.

"Hmm? How do you say that?"

A gleam of light flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes.

"For example... I, Old Pig, am here to challenge you!"

"Tsk~ That's too low."

"..."

At this moment, Zhou Ping suddenly looked up.

"Night Watch Squad 5, please teach me."

After Zhou Ping finished speaking, An Qingyu suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road and turned to look at Zhou Ping. The others also looked at Zhou Ping with shining eyes.

???

Zhou Ping was confused and thought, was he wrong? That's what the novel said.

He lowered his head and kept digging the soles of his shoes with his toes...

"How domineering! Senior Sword Saint, these words are so elegant yet so domineering. They sound much better than what I just said."

Baili Pangpang gave Zhou Ping a thumbs up.

"Senior Sword Saint, how did you come up with this?"

"Um... I remember that's what the novel said, so I just grafted it on."

Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly, and he spoke shyly.

"Awesome! Senior Sword Saint, what you said is really great. Next time we come to challenge someone, you can just use similar sentences."

Everyone suddenly realized.

A barely perceptible glint of light flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes.

……

Lintang City.

The car slowly drove towards the base of Team 008.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a detective agency in a remote development area.

——Daylight Detective Agency.

"Team 008 is interesting. They're all doing detective work."

Baili Pangpang said with emotion.

Everyone got off the car and stood behind Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping took a deep breath and spoke softly to the inside.

"Listen up! Everyone in Team 008 is surrounded by us. If you don't come out to fight, we will kill you!"

The sound was as small as a mosquito, but Zhou Ping had already used all his strength and his face was already red.

"Thank you for your cooperation..."

Everyone:...

Fortunately, there were only nine of them present.

Otherwise, wouldn’t you be considered a psychopath and laughed at?

"Senior Sword Saint, you're right. If you could speak louder, the effect might be better."

"Then let me say it again?"

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, seemed to have found some feeling, and was about to speak.

"Senior Sword Saint, let's go in and take a look first."

Ok?

Zhou Ping seemed to be relieved and quickly walked into the office with Zhou Ren.

"What a strong smell of blood."

Zhou Ping frowned and spoke calmly.

When Zhou Ping finished speaking harshly, Wang Shao sensed the situation inside.

Bloody smell?

Everyone followed Zhou Ping and quickly went up to the second floor.

When I opened the door, a strong smell of blood hit me, mixed with the stench of corpses.

Looking at the scene before them, everyone was stunned.

The office was in a mess, with furniture falling to the ground and many documents and newspapers stained with blood and dried in the air.

Only an old TV was still flashing with snowflakes and making a rustling sound.

On the ground lay six mutilated bodies that looked like they had been bitten by dogs. They were even dismembered, leaving only body parts.

His face was hideous and extremely bloody.

Hongying and Molly suppressed their nausea and clenched their fists.

"This……"