I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was quite good not to be disturbed by schizophrenia patients for three hours!

The nurses and security personnel looking around also breathed a sigh of relief. This mentally ill patient was annoying everyone, and they all hoped that he would be punished as long as possible.

"Xiao Tongzi, have you finished the work I asked you to do yesterday?"

A chubby old man, who walked in front of me, turned to look at me, and said these words very stylishly.

The question is, can he also wear a hospital gown?

My mind raced through the four images of mythical beasts, and I stood there, expressionless and indifferent.

This person is immersed in leadership delusions and cannot extricate himself. What can anyone do?

Seeing that I didn't speak, the guy stopped in his tracks, his half-white brows furrowed, extremely unhappy.

"You little brat, why don't you know the rules? I'm asking you a question, but you ignore it. What's wrong with this? You must be put in solitary confinement to serve as a warning to others!

Guards, where are the damn guards? Come over here quickly and take away this guy who dares to flout my authority! Put him in solitary confinement, put him in solitary confinement for a week! He needs to do a deep self-examination.

Every one of them, not one with an eye for value, should be driven out to mine! Let you know how powerful I am.

Do you know who my grandfather is? I'll scare you to death if I mention his name."

His face was red, his breath was heavy, and he was showing signs of illness.

Two nurses came over in a hurry. One of them raised the needle and pointed it at the old man's neck.

"You little brat, how dare you attack me! Are you looking for death?" the old man scolded angrily, and then fell to the ground.

Medical staff rushed over and took him away on a stretcher.

"Kid, put me in solitary confinement and write a review."

The old man was weak and shouted in a unclear tone.

"Really crazy!"

I sighed in my heart, kept an expressionless posture, walked to the area under the tree that belonged to me alone, opened my posture, and started to punch the back fist with a "whoosh" sound.

A pair of long arms move like flying, and under the infusion of Qigong, I estimate that these few blows can break the steel plate.

Xu Shu's ancient martial arts attainments are even more superb than what he showed the last time I moved my soul. Could it be that being a mental patient is beneficial to improving ancient martial arts?

At this moment, I completely surrendered my body to muscle memory, without using my brain. My body automatically performed a complete Tongbei Fist, and the Qigong moved freely, and I had reached a certain level.

It is true that compared with mages, it is difficult for ancient martial arts to gain the upper hand, but don't really think that ancient martial arts cannot fight against mages.

When the ancient martial arts reaches a certain level, it will undergo a qualitative change, and the energy released is enough to destroy the spells cast by the mage, and even further destroy the mage's body.

It is said that ancient martial arts cannot hurt mages because most people cannot practice ancient martial arts to a high level.

But the current Xu Shu is different. The energy he carries with each move can be released outside the body to kill the enemy. If an ordinary mage fights him face to face, he will have been killed by him in the air before the spell is completed.

That's why I said that Xu Shu's ancient martial arts has improved, and it's a qualitative change.

After a set of boxing exercises for more than ten minutes, a group of guys wearing hospital gowns gathered around. They clapped and cheered, and they were even happier than during the Chinese New Year.

Come to think of it, in the eyes of these real psychopaths, Xu Shu was doing the boxing to please them.

"Well done, let's take a look."

The old man with a ponytail a few meters away on the left clapped and threw an object at me (he thought he was an old artist).

I looked up and saw that this thing was bright yellow and was a gold ingot.

Gold ingots folded from gold paper!

"Boy, hurry up, do some somersaults, and give me a reward!"

The old ponytail artist's face was rosy and he was in high spirits. Maybe he thought that he was more qualified than others because he had rewarded him, so he started to make demands?

"Is this a monkey trick?"

I was so angry that with a thought, I slapped my palm in the direction of the old artist.

"Oh my god!"

He screamed, as if being blown by a hurricane, he suddenly hit the ground and rolled out with a gurgling sound.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful."

"Get out of here faster, faster."

"The further you roll, the better."

A group of mentally ill people were immediately attracted to the scene, and they all gathered around the rolling old artist and applauded.

No one can understand that this is the effect brought about by my palm.

Even the nurses supervising this place from afar could not suspect me.

Besides, what’s wrong with mentally ill people just getting out of here? Isn’t this a perfectly normal thing?

No one came to stop it.

I closed my palms and moved my horse stance with anger sinking into my Dantian, ending today's martial arts practice.

Over there, the old artist finally completed his roll. He was covered in grass and mud. He opened his mouth and spat out mud. He looked at me and shouted with horror on his face: "Monster, monster, run away!"

He covered his head, as if being chased by a vicious dog, and ran away, leaving behind a bunch of mentally disturbed people laughing.

I rolled my eyes secretly, cursing the other person in my heart for not opening his eyes, and how dare he call me a monster? What happened to the old artist? If you piss me off, you will be treated like dirt!

Kicked away the gold ingot left on the ground.

A few lunatics saw this scene, shouted "It's mine", and rushed over to fight for it.

"Go away, this is my treasure."

Some guy kicked away the first one to arrive.

"Go to hell for trying to take advantage of my treasure."

The person behind him grabbed the other person's hair and turned him away in an instant.

"It's mine, mine!"

More psychos ran over to fight for the gold ingot, and in an instant, chaos ensued.

I looked at this scene dumbfounded, and I really couldn't understand their brain circuits.

"Dudududu!"

The alarm sounded, and a large number of nurses and security guards rushed over, knocking down the most troublesome men and women with sticks, and then sedated each one.

After a while, all the other patients were put down and carried away, except for me who was standing quietly and the female patient 'Sa Hua' who was always hiding behind the flower bed and did not continue to attack with arrows.

Even the mentally ill patients who should have been standing in the shadows holding buckets of water were among them.

The reason was that during the chaos, this guy stopped standing and hit other patients on the head with a bucket. It was strange that they were not knocked down.

This place is in a mess, and the poor flowers and plants are in disgrace.

Since these guys are crazy, they will be locked in the ward for the next three days and will not be allowed to relax.

But it's normal for me and the crazy girl Arrow to have sex, and we can continue our activities.

I remained calm and walked towards the activity room on the other side.

Halfway through, he stopped helplessly, and then took a big step back.

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