The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

Aocheng.

Olam looked at the black mist warily, then looked behind him, a black spot gradually enlarged in the distance, and after a closer look, he finally saw clearly what it was.

Someone came from afar.

Just the moment he thought.

There was a boom.

Lin Fan landed,

The figure that fell from the sky is always so handsome, but the movement is a bit loud, and the smashing ground rumbling, sweeping dust.

"Who is he?"

Olam was very nervous, hoping to be the helper called by the supreme leader, as he thought.

"I'm sorry, you have stepped on your ground and may need to be repaired. If you need compensation, I may not have money."

Lin Fan's voice came.

Hearing this sound, Olem looked at the falling figure in amazement.

A little nervous.

A little excited.

correct.

it's him.

He really came.

"Are you Longguo Lin Fan? Are you here to help us?" Olem couldn't be excited in his heart, and his three-dimensional facial features changed a bit with the excitement.

He is really too excited.

Those who are excited don't know what to say.

If you can.

He wanted to kneel down, hold Lin Fan's feet, and kiss his shoes.

Angel wow.

The savior who descended from the sky.

"Well, if you didn't admit your mistake, I am."

Lin Fan looked at each other with a smile.

From the eyes of the other person, I saw expectation and hope.

He believed me very much.

Lin Fan likes others to believe in him, just like he was in the Qingshan Mental Hospital, he believed in Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang also believed in him, and other patients also believed in him very much.

That is unconditional trust.

It feels good to him.

Olam grabbed Lin Fan's hand excitedly, and roared in front of everyone:

"Everyone, he is Lin Fan of the Dragon Kingdom. He can suppress the existence of Seagod. Don't worry, we can live."

The voice is loud.

Resounded throughout the Olympic City.

The people who were immersed in panic heard this sound, they were momentarily stunned, and then looked at each other.

"is that true?"

Someone said to himself.

As if it was incredible.

A big man said: "This is what Master Olam said personally, how could it be fake."

He stared with round eyes.

When he said this, his expression made the people around him a little scared.

Dare to refute.

A young guy likes the Internet. At this time, he is like a prophet, knowing a lot of insider news.

"Yes, I have watched the video. He is really powerful. The Poseidon who was suppressed by him before can form a storm with a wave of his hand, and a tsunami with a wave of his hand. That is the power that only gods can have."

"But even the Seagod with the power of a **** is not his opponent."

People around are not very familiar with the Internet.

For them, those who can access the Internet are already very powerful people, so they believe the young guy's words very much, and all smiles, as if hope is right in front of them.

The young guy looked at him admiringly when everyone saw him.

Hold your head up.

proud.

pride.

This kind of feeling has never happened before. It seems that this network has not been played in vain, and it is still a little bit accomplished.

Olam said: "The **** of death is in the black mist, but the black mist is very powerful, and ordinary people will become walking corpses if they are infected."

He still has enough language reserves, and there is no problem talking with Lin Fan.

It's a foreigner after all.

The language of Huilong is something to be proud of.

"I'm looking forward to it." Lin Fan said.

Then under Olem's surprised gaze, Lin Fan jumped up, jumped onto the city wall, and looked up:

"Hey! You are the **** of death, I can feel you are amazing."

The paused black fog changed.

The black mist dissipated towards both sides.

Anubis, the **** of death, appeared, and Anubis, who was entangled in black, didn't feel like a good bird.

"The darkness falls!"

The hoarse voice of death came.

But it reached Lin Fan's ears, but it was an unintelligible language.

"What are you talking about?" Lin Fan asked.

Death said: "The darkness has fallen!"

Lin Fan was full of question marks, and looked at each other dumbfounded, "Although I don't know what you are talking about, I guess you are saying hello."

"Hello, my name is Lin Fan."

The **** of death said: "The humble humans dare to prevent the great **** from creating the kingdom of death. Are you challenging the authority of the gods?"

It's something I don't understand again.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I heard that you are strong, so come and have a look. To be honest, you are really strong and I am full of interest in you."

Death said: "What are you talking about?"

Lin Fan said: "I want to have a competition with you later, maybe you will lose, but isn't it your dream to be able to fight the strong?"

Anubis, the **** of death, couldn't talk to Lin Fan indifferently, he couldn't understand what Lin Fan was saying.

It's just that he found a problem.

The guy in front of him seemed to understand what he was saying.

For Lin Fan, don't care what the other party said.

These are not important things.

Orem found that something was really wrong.

Damn it!

He found that every question and answer between the **** of death and Lin Fan was not on the unified communication line, but the answer was not what he asked. He wanted to act as Lin Fan's translator and tell him what the **** of death was saying.

But seeing what Lin Fan said was full of taste and fun, he knew what to do.

Anubis, the **** of death, did not continue to talk nonsense.

he knows.

The human being in front of him didn't even know what he was talking about.

Or.

Even he himself didn't know what the humans were talking about.

Lin Fan looked at the humans who had become walking corpses outside the city, and said with an angry expression:

"Your behavior is really excessive, these are ordinary people, how can you be like this."

He saw these human beings who had lost their sanity.

Feeling heartache.

regret.

It's too much.

Anubis, the **** of death, said: "I feel anger from you. Your emotions have sold you. Humans who have emotions and cannot control their anger have already lost the moment they looked at me."

Lin Fan said, "I know you are strong, but being strong is not used to bully people. This will make you lose your way."

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" Grim Reaper Anubis growled.

"Hey, forget it, maybe you never know what I'm talking about, because I feel a kind of indifference from you, a kind of indifference without emotion." Lin Fan said calmly.

He felt sorry.

The death **** in front of him was more powerful than the sea god, but it was always like this. He found a serious problem, and he didn't seem to be too friendly to be considered a strong one.

Orem wanted to tell Lin Fan.

How about I translate for you.

You see, the **** of death is anxious by you.

Maybe if we can communicate in a common language, we might be able to talk about some tricks, but in the current situation, let alone tricks, can make the party with a bad mentality vomit blood directly.

"Finally, as of now, you still have no heart to repent, and I don't want to say anything to you."

Lin Fan shook his head, too lazy to say something.

Then raised his hand and clasped his fist:

"In Xia Lin Fan, I hope to learn from each other, and each loses life and death."

"please!"

The **** of death did not understand what Lin Fan was talking about, and said angrily: "Humble human beings, God rewards you with words, but you can't use them. This is a blasphemy against God, allowing you to find someone who understands God's words, follow me chat."

Lin Fan waited.

Fighting is to give the opponent a chance, so he is waiting for the opponent to start.

But wait for a long time.

The other party still didn't do anything.

"Well, I am worthy of being a strong person, and the first hand who gives it is dismissive, then I am not welcome."

Lin Fan praised, and sure enough, the death **** in front of him was not simple, and much stronger than the sea god.

And just because it is strong.

Will make Lin Fan excited.

The sympathy between the strong does not exist on Lin Fan's side.

Victory is the most important thing.

at this time.

Lin Fan didn't care about the situation below, but rushed towards Death, and Death looked at the other side intently. When Lin Fan rushed for a moment, he raised his scepter and fell fiercely.

The scepter bloomed with brilliance and covered the black mist, as if there was an evil spirit roaring.

A blow to draw the soul.

Will destroy everything.

boom!

The scepter fell on Lin Fan's head, and Lin Fan's head hummed as he slammed it back.

"it hurts."

Lin Fan rubbed his head and looked at Death in shock.

"A strong move, obviously very slow, but it makes you feel like you can't resist it. How did you do it?"

He was surprised.

The situation just now is very wrong.

When the **** of death wielded the scepter, the speed was really slow, but in the blink of an eye, the scepter appeared in front of him, as if he could travel through space.

There is nowhere to hide.

"Ok?"

The **** of death looked at the scepter in astonishment.

If he goes down with this scepter, the other party will definitely die, because this is a blow that contains the power of death, drawing the soul, even if it can't crush the other party's body, it can also crush the other party's soul.

But now...

He found that the other party was just rubbing his head.

Nothing else.

"Come again."

Lin Fan didn't use any moves, but wanted to see how Death wielded the scepter. It was obviously very slow, but in the end it changed so fast.

He appeared in front of death again.

The Grim Reaper waved his scepter, and Lin Fan looked carefully, really slow, enough to catch with the naked eye.

But for a moment.

The scepter disappeared unexpectedly.

in a blink.

The scepter appeared again.

It really disappeared and then appeared again.

When the scepter fell, it dragged a long black flame and slammed it on Lin Fan's head with a bang. Then Lin Fan held his head in both hands and looked at Death in amazement.

"How did you do it."

He was really shocked.

What a powerful scepter, it's really fast.

Olam looked at the scene in astonishment.

to be frank.

He was a little confused.

Seeing Lin Fan's head headshot by the Death God, his heart seemed to burst. Even the strong who could suppress the Sea God couldn't compete with the Death God.

But soon.

He saw Lin Fan rubbing his head, as if he were all right.

There is no imaginary head bursting.

This gave him new hope.

Just quickly.

He saw that Lin Fan was heavily headshot with a scepter by Death.

The heart became tense again.

Can be very fast.

It's okay again.

Damn it.

Is it necessary?

The mood is like riding a roller coaster.

"impossible."

The **** of death said angrily, he did not notice the crack in the scepter in his hand, just two heavy blows had a great impact on the scepter, but this slight change did not attract attention.

If Reaper knew that something was wrong with the scepter.

I'm afraid it will explode on the spot.

Just now.

The **** of death waved his scepter, and the black mist turned into a death dragon and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan blasted away with a punch, directly blasting the black mist away.

to him.

These are not lethal.

"Death army, destroy him."

The **** of death roared angrily, and the walking corpses he infested were crushed towards Lin Fan. Although these walking corpses didn't have much strength, they were too many, and there were so many that made people feel scared.

"Despicable behavior."

Lin Fan was very disdainful of death.

To fight is to rely on yourself.

But he actually used external force.

Lin Fan let out a low growl.

Throw a punch.

The punch broke out, and a chasm spread away, endless, with no edge at all.

Lin Fanping pushed most of those walking corpses instantly.

Only for Lin Fan.

He has no interest in these walking dead.

Then rushed directly to death.

"The battle is between you and me. I don't want a third party or more participants."

Lin Fan did not reach the death god, but clenched his five fingers, aimed at the target, and blasted his fist. Once the purest power burst out, it would naturally destroy the world.

The expression of death changed in shock.

Feeling the bursting power of the opponent, his pressure skyrocketed.

very scary.

The **** of death roared, the storm swept over him, his body soared, his eyes bloomed with black light, he held the scepter high, and slammed towards Lin Fan fiercely.

The scepter collided with the fist.

With a click.

The expression of death changed in shock.

He looked at the cracked scepter in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. The hard and destructive scepter was about to shatter. This seemed impossible to him, and it was even harder to believe.

"Boom!"

Punch through.

Reaper's body was shaken, and it was obviously affected.

Lin Fan said: "You wield the scepter very well, but I have to say that your scepter is not strong enough. If it is strong enough, I am sure it will not break."

The **** of death stared at the dog's eyes and looked down at the scepter that had turned into pieces.

The blue veins of qi float up, forming dragons.

Olam was horrified: "The scepter that represents the power of the **** of death was actually shattered. How is this possible..."

The scepter in the myth is the source of death's power.

Control the weapon of the undead army.

Extremely hard.

If anyone can get the scepter of the **** of death, he can draw power from the **** of death, these are stories that have been passed down.

Olem grew up listening to these stories.

When the myth appeared in front of you.

He was shocked.

More is from a kind of spiritual fear.

Lin Fan didn't say much. He had always been fighting according to his own thoughts. The broken scepter had nothing to do with him. How can the battle not destroy something? That's normal.

Although...Reaper seems to be very angry about this.

But anger is also a mode of stimulating strength.

"Reaper, I'm going to be serious next." Lin Fan said.

Death was taken aback...

serious?

What did you do just now?