Chapter 449 What the Hell?

A series of clanging and banging sounds were heard in the reception room.

It lasted for about thirty seconds before gradually stopping.

When Xie Ling arrived, the entire reception room was in a mess, with many broken props and equipment scattered all over the floor.

The three members of the Supervisory Council had been tied up, and one of them had a dent in his head, blood was flowing from his nose, and he was staring at Han Xingye with resentful eyes.

"Old Han, are you okay?"

Xie Ling looked at Han Xingye and found that he was also injured.

A stream of blood flowed from his forehead to his chin.

But he just waved his hand: "It's nothing."

"I haven't done it for a long time, I'm a little rusty, and I almost capsized in the gutter." He put his hammer on the table, and the hammer head was still stained with blood and flesh fragments.

Han Xingye leaned against the table to catch his breath for a moment, then asked, "Tell me, what's going on? It's a serious crime to attack the Supervisory Council's operatives. If we beat them up like this, we might all be charged with treason."

"So I just asked you to control them, not to beat them up like this."

Xie Ling looked at the three miserable Supervisory Council operatives and said speechlessly, "Besides, if you were really scared, why didn't you hesitate before you took action?"

"How could I have time to hesitate? These three are not bad, all of them are rank six."

Han Xingye pulled the corner of his mouth, grimacing in pain because of the injury: "It happened suddenly, I didn't have time to call for help, if I had held back, I would have been tied up there."

Although he was rank seven, it turned out that it was a bit arrogant to fight three rank six combat professions.

After all, he was a top-level assistant, and taking action was never his job.

Xie Ling did not continue to argue with him, and walked straight to the three tightly tied Supervisory Committee operatives, squatted down, and reached out to pull the unlucky guy whose head was deformed: "Tsk tsk, if it was two inches, he would have been killed. Isn't this old Deng a ruthless person?"

The other party looked at Xie Ling with resentment and said: "You Wisdom Academy dare to do such a thing, do you want to betray Longguo?"

"Don't." Xie Ling smiled and said: "Don't put a hat on us. Whether we betrayed Longguo or not, you don't have the final say."

The unlucky guy with a deformed head moved his lips and gritted his teeth and said: "Let us go, there is room for negotiation on this matter, otherwise..."

Xie Ling slapped him on the wound and let him die on the spot He held back the second half of his words and then pretended to listen: "Otherwise what? I can't hear clearly."

"Dean Xie, where has the Supervisory Council offended you? Is it worth it for you to drag the entire Wisdom Academy into the water?"

Another person said helplessly: "Besides, we just came to talk to you, your behavior is too radical."

Xie Ling stared at him for a moment, shook his head and said: "If I really went too far, you would have died long ago."

After that, Xie Ling stood up and said to Han Xingye: "Old Han, find a few healing professions."

Han Xingye didn't say anything nonsense. The work had been done. There was no point in asking questions at this time, so he immediately arranged for the healing professions in the academy to rush over to help.

Not long after, two students in sixth grade uniforms walked in.

At this time, most of the teachers in the academy had also gone out to help, and the ones who could stay were basically all students.

The two students, a boy and a girl, walked into the reception room and saw Xie Ling, and their expressions were stunned.

"Xie Senior."

The girl almost subconsciously called Senior.

After all, not long ago, Xie Ling was a student one grade higher than them.

But the boy obviously reacted and called Dean Xie honestly.

"Don't be polite, come and help." Xie Ling waved at them, "Is he the fourth turn?"

"Yes."

The two nodded immediately.

"Don't let him die."

Xie Ling pointed at the supervisory committee action personnel with a deformed head, and after leaving this confusing sentence, he took out a sharp long knife.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

Seeing this, Han Xingye hurriedly pressed Xie Ling's wrist: "Beating and killing are not the same crime!"

"Old Han, we have no choice." Xie Ling gently broke away from Han Xingye's hand and said lightly: "Besides, they can't be considered human beings."

Just when Han Xingye was confused, Xie Ling had already grabbed the action personnel's hair and forced him to look up.

"Don't stand there, work."

After giving an order to the two students, Xie Ling directly swung the knife to cut open his skull.

The knife was controlled very accurately, just cutting through the skull without hurting his brain.

The two sixth-grade students of the healing profession turned pale, but still treated him as ordered.

However, the action personnel seemed to have no sense of pain, and still said coldly: "Xie Ling, you will pay the price."

Xie Ling ignored him and directly opened his skull with a knife.

Under the cover of the healing light, there would be no problem even if the skull was opened.

A brain was exposed to the air.

The rotten and foul smell quickly filled the room.

"Sure enough, there is a ghost."

Xie Ling stared at the brain and found that it was covered with black bugs, and his expression instantly turned cold.

Han Xingye, who saw this scene, was also stunned.

Anyone who saw this scene would feel very weird.

The female student was even more pale, and subconsciously made a retching sound.

He almost vomited because of nausea.

The male student was not much better, he held his breath and didn't even dare to breathe.

The whole reception room was filled with an unbearable stench, and the black bugs crawling on the brain were dying rapidly, twitching and jumping along with the brain.

Not long after, the whole brain turned into a black sticky substance, flowing down along with the bug corpses.

The operator's eyes were straight, and he lost all expression as if he was in dementia.

But he did not die.

Instead, he uttered a strange muttering.

The sound became louder and louder, echoing throughout the reception room. The two students were the first to bear the brunt, with a look of confusion on their faces.

Han Xingye also felt a chest tightness, and hurriedly said: "Xie Ling! Something is wrong!"

Without him saying anything, Xie Ling had already moved.

He swung his knife horizontally and cut off the opponent's head with one knife.

The foul-smelling liquid splashed everywhere and flowed slowly.

The bug corpses soaked in it quickly sprouted and bloomed into strange flowers. Each flower had a bug face, making a sharp scream!

Xie Ling raised his palm and pointed it at the insect flowers, grabbing them with his five fingers.

The terrifying wind pressure instantly destroyed all the flowers.

Bang!

The two students fell to the ground, their faces full of confusion and fear.

Han Xingye was also sweating profusely and said, "What the hell is this thing?"

Xie Ling remained silent and looked at the other two: "Now we can talk."

I don't know when it started, the faces of the two operatives had lost any expression, stiff and numb like dead people.

They just looked at Xie Ling without saying a word.