Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 419 The Needle of the Servant ([-])
As it turns out, even if you're here to save the world, you still have to buy a ticket.

And after he snapped his fingers before paying the bill, Shen Yuan's resentment had almost turned into substance, and his expression obviously wavered.

This is not the shake of the kind of cognitive collapse, but the trust in Fu Qian.

Obviously, in this person's cognition, the probability of Fu Qian's brain problems is increasing.

Of course, due to inertia, she still paid for the ticket.

Let you participate in saving the world, such an honor, but you still look unwilling?
Fu Qian was as thick-skinned as a city wall, no matter how this man's eyes changed, he just took the lead and walked ahead.

He had already observed it just now, among other things, the obvious state of the staff here is still quite normal.

Fu Qian came all the way to the inside of the museum. Because Fu Qian followed the original structure of the building, the inside is not particularly spacious.

However, it took a bit of thought to read the content, but it's a pity that people's tastes are becoming more and more vulgar these days, and it's a weekday morning, so the traffic flow can be imagined.

At a glance, there are almost only two of them alive, and there is only one staff member in uniform.

"Pay attention, all places are monitored."

The staff member obviously didn't expect someone to come at this point, and after examining the two of them, the words meant something.

Ok?
His words seemed to have awakened Shen Yuan.

The latter looked at Fu Qian with very complicated eyes for a while, and after examining it, he still subconsciously distanced himself.

One by one, what is in their heads!
Fu Qian was naturally very disdainful of this, and concentrated on exploring the surroundings.

It's a pity that the entire museum has only three floors.

After he went around carefully, he still didn't find anything suspicious.

Kelly and the others made a mistake in their judgment?
This situation seems to be the only explanation.

"It's not funny at all."

Shen Yuan, who followed the turn all the way down, finally couldn't help but said.

There is no doubt that the balance in her mind is completely unbalanced at this moment.

And Fu Qian's image in her mind had faintly turned into an older weirdo.

Ignoring her doubts, Fu Qian snapped his fingers again after thinking for a while, and greeted the only staff member.

"What's the matter with you? We're busy!"

After realizing that Fu Qian came to greet him, this guy lingered for a long time before walking up with a face of reluctance.

very busy?You just spent at least 80.00% of the time staring at this gossip, did you think we didn't know?

Fu Qian sneered at this boast.

"Which is the most expensive exhibit in the entire museum?"

"The most expensive?"

Unexpectedly, when asked about his profession, the staff snorted, showing his style.

"Every item has its unique value, which cannot be measured by money, but you must ask—"

This man made a fool of himself and led the way with a calm attitude, and finally led the two to a portrait.

"That's it."

"It's the real original, nothing like the textiles over there."

"I can say responsibly that even higher-level museums have very few collections of this kind."

Is that so?
Fu Qian stroked his chin, staring at the plump figure of the young woman in the painting.

Anyone who saw that unblinking look would feel that he was trying to see through that layer of tulle.

"As a manifestation of the spirit of humanism, this oil painting on canvas has such high artistic achievements that it can be called the treasure of the town hall..."

I don't know if it's because I feel a little disgusted with the former's demeanor, or because I want to show it in front of the lady, the staff member started to talk eloquently.

However, at the time when the voice was full of emotion, Fu Qian had already stepped aside.

Even Shen Yuan couldn't help being a little dazed at this moment, the two of them stared at Fu Qian's movements together.

Whoa!

The next moment, under the stunned eyes of the two, Fu Qian smashed a glass cover next to him with a punch, and took out a sword from it.

Playing with a sword casually, Fu Qian walked back without saying a word, and slashed down at this masterpiece of humanism.

……

Facts have proved that the sword on display is quite well preserved and sharper than expected.

However, after a few cuts vertically and horizontally, in just a few seconds, the treasure of the town hall directly turned into pieces of rags.

Ah!
As Fu Qian stopped in satisfaction, a tragic cry rose.

"You you you...you actually..."

The staff members were trembling as they pointed to the front of the payment.

He didn't even dare to look at the fragment of the canvas, but subconsciously grabbed his face with the other hand, seemingly unable to accept this fact at all.

"It's like a dream, isn't it?"

Fu Qian threw the sword away casually, showing a weird smile.

"Still a nightmare."

The next moment, I don't know if it was too much strength. After a scream, a strip of flesh was torn off the staff member's already deformed face.

It turned out that this person was weaker in resistance.

Could it be because here is some kind of source?
Fu Qian watched this scene coldly.

Judging from the postures of Kelly and Brooke, they should have a certain degree of certainty, inferring that there is something strange here.

It's a pity that there is nothing abnormal now, and at a glance, it is full of tranquility and peace.

Fu Qian is not someone who gives up easily.

If you can't see the abnormality, look at it from another angle.

Fu Qian quickly thought of that dilapidated world.

If someone's cognitive collapse can trigger a scene switch, then there are two good materials in front of them.

So Fu Qian chose to be a civilized butcher in front of the two of them.

There is no doubt that the stimulating effect is quite good.

At this time, the staff member's face, with the blood left, the wound also changed rapidly, and a small bag the size of a finger bulged out.

And as the small bag squirmed, a black and shiny tentacle pierced through the thin flesh and pierced out from inside.

The next moment the flesh and blood were stretched open, and a black and yellow beetle crawled out.

This scene is undoubtedly a bit disgusting, but this is just the beginning, and soon there will be a second one, and a third one...

"insect?"

The next moment, Fu Qian heard indescribable panic in his ears.

When he turned his head to look, Shen Yuan was already rubbing his face desperately, moaning madly.

"How can there be bugs in the body, it's impossible!"

Is this starting a chain reaction?
Her act of vandalizing the artwork just now didn't scare her, but the staff's face gave her a terrifying stimulus?

Fu Qian didn't make a sound, but the next moment he saw Shen Yuan bent down and picked up the sword he had thrown aside.

She didn't try to attack anyone with this thing, but directly put the sword across her neck.

Blood gushed out, this one didn't hesitate much, just pressed the blade down, and cut a circle around his neck.

"Get it out! Quick!"

(End of this chapter)