Chapter 419: The Needle of the Ministry (Twelve)

It turns out that even if you are here to save the world, you still have to buy tickets.

After snapping his fingers before paying, Chen Yuan's resentment was almost turned into substance, and his expression was obviously shaken.

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

It is obvious that in this person's perception, the probability of Fu Qian's brain getting worse and greater.

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

Let you participate in saving the world, but this kind of honor is still unwilling to do so?

Fu Qian was as thick-skinned as a city wall. No matter how the person's eyes turned deteriorated, he just took the lead.

He had observed just now, and not to mention anything else, the staff here obviously showed their status is still very normal.

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

However, I still took a bit of thought to read the content. Unfortunately, people are becoming more and more vulgar these days. It is another weekday morning, so you can imagine the traffic.

At first glance, there was almost one staff member in uniform.

"Note that there are monitoring in all places."

The staff obviously didn't expect that someone would come to this point. After examining the two, the words mean something.

Um?

His words seemed to wake up Chen Yuan.

The latter's eyes looked at Fu Qian's for a while, and after scrutinizing it, he subconsciously pulled the distance away.

One by one, what's in your head!

Fu Qian was naturally very disdainful of this and focused on exploring the surroundings.

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

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

Is Kelly and the others wrong?

This situation seems to be the only explanation.

"This joke is not funny at all."

Chen Yuan, who followed the whole process, finally couldn't help but say.

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

And Fu Qian's image in her mind has become an older weirdo.

He ignored her doubts, Fu Qian thought about it and snapped his fingers again, and greeted the only staff member.

"What's wrong with you? We're very busy!"

After realizing that Fu Qian came to greet him, the man slowly walked up for a long time before he walked up reluctantly.

Very busy? You just had at least 80% of your time staring at the gossip here, thinking we didn't know?

Fu Qian sneered at this person's boast.

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

“The most expensive?”

Unexpectedly, when asked about his own business, the staff snorted and showed their qualities.

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

This man kept a secret and calmly led the way, and finally led the two to a portrait.

“It’s it.”

"This is the real original, completely different from the textiles over there."

"I can say responsibly that even for higher-level museums, there are very few that have such collections."

Is this how?

Fu Qian touched his chin and stared at the plump figure of the young woman on the painting.

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

"As a reflection of the humanistic spirit, this canvas oil painting has achieved so high that it can be regarded as the treasure of the museum..."

I don’t know if I was a little disgusted with my expression before dealing with it, or if I wanted to show it in front of the lady, the staff member began to talk endlessly.

However, when the sound and emotion were full of joy, Fu Qian had already stepped aside.

Now even Chen Yuan couldn't help but be stunned. The two of them stared at Fu Qian's actions together.

Hurry!

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of the two, Fu Qian directly punched a glass cover next to him and took out a sword from it.

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

...

As it turns out, the sword, as an exhibit, is preserved quite well and is even sharper than expected.

However, after a few seconds, the treasure of the museum turned into pieces of rags.

ah!

As Fu Qian stopped satisfied, a tragic cry rose.

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

The staff pointed at Fu Qian, and his body was trembling.

He didn't even dare to look at the canvas fragments, but his other hand subconsciously grabbed his face, looking completely unacceptable to this fact.

"It's like dreaming, right?"

Fu Qian threw the sword casually and showed a strange smile.

"It's still a nightmare."

The next moment, I don’t know if it was too strong. After a scream, a strip of flesh was torn off from the staff’s deformed face.

This one is actually a little weaker in resistance.

Could it be because this is some source?

Fu Qian looked at this scene coldly.

Judging from the postures of Kelly and Brooke, they should be sure that there is something strange here.

Unfortunately, there is nothing abnormal now. At first glance, it is full of tranquility and peace.

Fu Qian is not someone who gives up easily.

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

Fu Qian soon thought of that dilapidated world.

If someone's cognition collapses and can trigger the scene switching, then there are two best materials in front of you.

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

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

At this time, as blood was left on the staff's face, the wound also changed rapidly, and a small bag as big as a finger appeared.

As the bag squirmed, a black and shiny tentacle penetrated the thin flesh and thorned out from it.

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

This scene was undoubtedly a bit disgusting, but this was just the beginning, and the second and third ones soon appeared...

"insect?"

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

When he turned around, Chen Yuan was already rubbing his face desperately, moaning wildly.

"How come there are bugs in the body? It's impossible!"

Is this a chain reaction triggered?

Her behavior of destroying the artwork just now did not scare her, but the staff's face gave her a terrifying stimulation?

Fu Qian didn't make any noise, but the next moment he saw Chen Yuan bent down and pick up the sword he threw aside.

Instead of trying to use this thing to attack anyone, she directly placed the sword on her neck.

Blood emerged, and the man did not hesitate much, and directly pressed the sword blade down and cut it around his neck.

"Get it out! Quick!"
Chapter completed!