Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Boss Han's greasy face was covered with a sneer, his eyes glued to An Qing'er like a venomous snake: "Little girl, let me ask you again, did you kill Ren Bufan?"

An Qing'er said nothing. She bit her lower lip tightly, and there was no trace of fear in her stubborn eyes.

Boss Han smashed the plate in front of An Qing'er to the ground with a "bang".

The metal plate collided with the ground, making a harsh sound, and the splashing soup stained the corner of An Qing'er's clothes.

The prisoners around let out low laughter and watched the show greedily like a group of bloodthirsty vultures.

An Qing'er took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

She ignored Boss Han and the disgusting looks around her and walked straight towards the cafeteria door.

She wanted to find Ren Bufan, the man who came to her like a god when she was most helpless.

"Want to leave? Have you asked me?"

Boss Han shouted loudly, and several burly prisoners immediately surrounded her and blocked An Qing'er's way.

An Qing'er's slender body was overshadowed by their burly figures, like a lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she did not back down, her eyes firmly looking towards the cafeteria entrance.

"Get out of the way." She spat out two words coldly.

"Wow, it's quite spicy."

A prisoner with a face full of flesh grinned and reached out to grab An Qing'er's arm.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the crowd and firmly grasped the dirty wrist.

"Who?!" the prisoner roared and looked back.

A figure slowly walked out of the crowd, a cynical smile on his face. It was...

mark.

"You...what do you want to do?" Boss Han looked at Wu Hen, a trace of fear in his eyes.

Wu Hen ignored him and just looked at An Qing'er with a half-smile.

He spoke slowly, "Sister Qing'er, are you in such a hurry to find your...Xiao Fanfan?"

When An Qing'er heard this slightly frivolous address, her cheeks turned slightly red, but she did not refute.

This ambiguous interaction was like a thorn that pierced Boss Han's heart.

A wretched-looking guy next to him leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

Boss Han's face changed. It turned out that the girl was not looking for Ren Bufan, but the new and powerful character - Lin Qiye!

"Hmph, Lin Qiye, huh? I was just worried I couldn't find him! Someone, take these two away!"

At Boss Han's command, a group of prisoners immediately surrounded Wu Hen and An Qing'er.

"Sister Qing'er, it looks like we're going on a group tour. VIP treatment is mandatory. Don't you think it's exciting?"

Wu Hen spoke with a smile, without any sense of tension of being surrounded.

His nonchalant look made Boss Han even more angry.

At the same time, Lin Qiye was carrying a tray, planning to find a quiet corner to have lunch.

He didn't want to be the focus of the cafeteria again. After all, yesterday's "performance" was already eye-catching enough.

However, as soon as he sat down and before he could even pick up his chopsticks, he was surrounded by several prisoners with bad intentions.

"Lin Qiye, right? The boss invites you." One of the prisoners said in a bad tone.

Lin Qiye sighed helplessly. It seemed that he would not be able to have lunch.

He put down his plate and followed the prisoners into the depths of the cafeteria, where Boss Han sat in a formal manner, with An Qing'er, who was tied up, standing beside him.

Wu Hen was leaning leisurely against the wall, with a small knife in his hand. He was trimming his nails with an intriguing smile on his lips.

Boss Han looked at Lin Qiye who was brought in front of him and showed a cunning smile: "Lin Qiye, I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today, let's have a good chat..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Hen suddenly threw the knife in his hand out, and the knife drew a cold light in the air.

It was nailed precisely onto the table in front of Boss Han, the blade embedded deeply into the tabletop, making a buzzing sound.

"What to talk about? What are you going to eat for dinner tonight?" Wu Hen asked with a smile.

Veins popped out on Boss Han’s forehead. This kid’s provocation simply didn’t take him seriously!

"You're looking for death!" He roared, his fat trembling.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get excited. Anger is bad for your health, boss."

Wu Hen was still smiling, as if he was completely unaware of the danger.

"Look, my sister Qing'er and I finally got together. It's not easy to reminisce about the past. Just pretend you didn't see it."

As he spoke, he winked at An Qing'er, "Isn't that right, Sister Qing'er?"

An Qing'er was tied up tightly, but she also cooperated by throwing a coquettish glance at Wu Hen: "That's right, I miss Brother Wu Hen so much."

This disgusting name almost made Boss Han faint.

Lin Qiye was speechless as he watched the two of them flirting with each other as if no one was around.

It's already this time, and you still have the mind to flirt?

He coughed lightly, trying to remind the two funny guys: "You two, now doesn't seem to be the time to talk about love, right?"

Wu Hen glanced at him and said frivolously, "Hey, Xiao Fanfan, are you jealous? Don't worry, you are the only one in my heart."

Three black lines slid down Lin Qiye's forehead. What the hell is going on?

Boss Han couldn't bear it any longer. He slammed the table hard. With a loud bang, the thick wooden table shattered into pieces.

"Shut up! No one is leaving here alive today!"

"Oh my, are you angry?"

Wu Hen clicked his tongue twice.

"Don't be so irritable. It's not good for your health."

"Look at you, you're so young, but you already have a beer belly. Be careful of the three highs."

Boss Han was so angry that his face turned green.

This kid has such a vicious tongue!

He waved his hand, "Come on! Beat up the men, and the women..."

He gave a lewd smile, "The women stay!"

A group of prisoners rushed up shouting, and the scene was in chaos.

Wu Hen still looked relaxed. He winked at An Qing'er.

"Sister Qing'er, hold on tight, we're about to start driving."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared behind a prisoner and kicked him on the butt, sending him flying and knocking down a group of people.

"Fuck, teleport?" Lin Qiye widened his eyes.

"Basic practice, don't 6."

Wu Hen said with a grin, his figure flashing again, and every time he appeared, a prisoner would fall down.

He was like a nimble butterfly, dancing among the crowd, leaving behind a chorus of wailing.

An Qing'er looked at Wu Hen's powerful power, her eyes shining with excitement.

This guy really didn't disappoint her.

"System, give me an 'Invincible Hot Wheels'!" Wu Hen muttered in his heart.

"Ding! The Invincible Hot Wheels has started! Duration: 30 seconds!"

Two hot wheels suddenly appeared under Wu Hen's feet, spinning him at high speed, turning into a whirlwind that swept across the entire cafeteria.

The prisoners were blown away one after another, and screams were heard everywhere.

Boss Han looked at this scene and turned pale with fear. What kind of monster is this kid?

Thirty seconds later, the Hot Wheels disappeared, and Wu Hen landed steadily. He clapped his hands and looked relieved.

"It's done!"

Lin Qiye looked at the prisoners wailing on the ground and swallowed his saliva. This guy, is he too fierce?

Wu Hen walked up to An Qing'er and reached out to untie the ropes on her.

"Sister Qing'er, are you scared?"

An Qing'er shook her head, her eyes full of admiration. "Brother Wu Hen, you are so amazing!"

Wu Hen smiled, turned to look at Boss Han, and his smile gradually turned cold.

"Now, it's your turn."

Boss Han was trembling all over. He forced himself to remain calm and shouted in a timid voice, "What...what do you want to do? I am..."

Wu Hen approached him step by step, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"What are you? You are... dying."

Boss Han was trembling all over as he watched Wu Hen approaching step by step.

But he still managed to speak fiercely but weakly, "You... if you dare to attack me, the heads of all the prisoners will be mine. No one will be able to protect you then!"

Hearing this, Wu Hen curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, with a playful gleam in his eyes.

"Oh? Really? Then I'd like to see how powerful you, the so-called leader, are."

As he spoke, he slowly drew out the longsword from his waist, the sword reflecting a cold light in the dim cafeteria.

"Qiye, Sister Qing'er, let's solve this big problem first, and then we can talk slowly."

Wu Hen's eyes swept over Lin Qiye and An Qing'er, and there was a hint of determination in his tone.

Lin Qiye nodded, clenched the cutlery in his hand, and was ready to take action at any time.

An Qing'er let out a light breath, her eyes determined. She knew that today's battle was unavoidable.

At this moment, Boss Han gave an order and the prisoners around rushed in like a flood. Forty or fifty prisoners rushed forward and surrounded the three men.

Countless punches and kicks came at them, and the scene was in chaos.

Wu Hen raised his sword with a smile, a sly glint in his eyes: "Come, let me show you what a true God Slayer is."

He disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had knocked a prisoner to the ground.

Lin Qiye and An Qing'er also reacted quickly. The three of them cooperated tacitly and cut off the minions that were rushing towards them.

At this moment, Boss Han suddenly pulled his collar, revealing a rune that was flickering with a faint light.

He sneered and whispered a spell, and the runes lit up instantly.

A powerful force surged out from him, and the people around him were immediately shocked and retreated.

"Humph, you want to defeat me? Dream on!"

Boss Han laughed wildly and rushed towards the three people, his eyes full of madness and ferocity.

A hint of solemnity flashed across Wu Hen's eyes, but he immediately restored his signature smile.

Looking at Lin Qiye and An Qing'er: "This time, let's solve this trouble together."

The three of them exchanged glances, and immediately understood each other, ready to face the ultimate showdown.

At this moment, Boss Han had already rushed in front of them, the runes in his hand shining brightly, as if he could unleash a fatal blow at any time.

"Come on, let us see how strong you are!" Wu Hen raised his sword with a smile and faced Boss Han's attack.

Wu Hen's figure flashed and he shuttled through the crowd like a ghost.

The long sword in his hand danced with silver light, and every swing was accompanied by the screams of a prisoner.

While fighting, he also did not forget to joke: "Oh, this skill is too bad, isn't it?"

"It's worse than my grandma's square dancing."

An Qing'er was not to be outdone. Although she did not have the fancy moves of Wu Hen,

But he is extremely agile and can always avoid attacks at the critical moment and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

She moved among the crowd like a nimble snake, and every move she made was clean and neat, without any delay.

Lin Qiye seemed even calmer. Holding chopsticks, he stood proudly among the crowd like a peerless swordsman.

Faced with the overwhelming attacks, he could repel the enemies with just a flick of his chopsticks.

As he fought, he shook his head and chanted, "Even a falling flower or a plucked leaf can hurt someone, but a chopstick can also determine the outcome of a fight."

Boss Han's expression grew increasingly grim as he watched the three men easily deal with his men.

The rune in his hand flickered and seemed like it could go out at any moment.

He gritted his teeth and activated the power of the runes again, and an even more powerful force burst out from him.

"Go to hell!" Boss Han roared and rushed towards the three people again.

Wu Hen sneered and disappeared from the spot again.

He appeared behind Boss Han and kicked him away.

Boss Han fell heavily to the ground, and the rune in his hand dimmed.

"With just this little ability, you dare to shout?" Wu Hen curled his lips in disdain.

At this moment, Lin Qiye suddenly stopped chanting, and the chopsticks in his hand pointed at Boss Han, and a sharp sword energy gushed out from the tip of the chopsticks.

"This is, 'Chopsticks Transformed into Sword Energy'!"

The sword energy was like a rainbow, heading straight for Boss Han...

"Wait!" Wu Hen suddenly spoke.