Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

The patient next door is not in the mood to deal with sticks.

Sitting on the table watching the sword fairy.

"How about cooperation? As long as you and I cooperate, we will surely succeed."

"Don't you want to leave here? To see the outside world?"

Sword Immortal's pupils shrank, it was obvious that he also wanted to go out.

"Cooperation is fine, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it."

"Yes, you can bring it up anytime, anywhere."

"When do you start?"

"It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, just today! You and I go back and gather people to make him turn upside down!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the open space outside."

After a brief exchange, Sword Immortal led the people and left.

And the patient next door also started to get busy.

Sticks held a bunch of sticks in his arms, and kept running in the corridor.

A stick is placed in each room.

After the distribution is complete.

Stick raised his stick with his right hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Wake up and do big things!"

"The sky is dead, the year is Jiazi, and today is the day to defeat the dean!"

"It's man, just rush with me!"

After the agitation, the stick was like a charging move, and ran towards the outside bravely.

Chapter 229 Failure

In the empty corridor, the sound of heavy breathing slowly came out.

One mental patient after another walked out of the room with blank faces.

Picking up the wooden stick, he seemed a little at a loss, but he followed the footsteps of the stick obediently and walked towards the dean's building.

At the moment, the dean was downstairs, and the patient next door was holding his arms, with sticks and dinosaurs standing behind him, and a group of bewildered mental patients standing behind him.

The patient next door has been waiting slowly until the arrival of Jianxian and others.

Jianxian and his men finally arrived 2 minutes before the appointed time.

Now that everyone is here, big things can be done.

But the sword fairy waved his hand: "Wait a minute, I will ask the magician to add a shield and a blessing for everyone."

"What are you doing with so many things? Everyone is crazy, who would believe that?"

Bang Geng muttered something in a low voice, but seeing that the patients next door didn't stop him, he could only complain.

"Great God of Magic, please give your faithful believers strength!"

"We are going to defeat evil, so we need the power of justice."

"Profound meaning, moonlight magic, crescent sky rush!"

The magician's right hand began to dance up and down.

A few minutes later, the magician said in a sage-mode voice with a satisfied face: "Children, go! Blessings have been given to you, you are invulnerable now, go and defeat the evil!"

Patient next door: ...

Stick stem: "What kind of exercise is this? It looks so strong? I'll practice it when I get back."

The patient next door: "Madfake, what the hell is magic? Isn't this a martial art? Can a show that can only be performed at theatrical performances be good?"

Forget it, don't care about these details.

People say it's magic, so it's magic!

The most important thing now is to break into the dean's building, and to seize power is the real business.

The patient next door shook his head, and led the people towards the dean's building.

In the dean's office at this time, the old dean was looking at the white coat doctor with a resentful expression.

"What you said was just sending me a few friends in. It seems that your friend still has a fanatical heart!"

"I've heard of prison riots or other riots before, but I've never heard of riots in mental hospitals."

"It's all right now, my old lady will become the laughing stock of Kyoto, you bastard, you'd better pray that your method will work, otherwise you will see how I will fight you desperately."

The doctor in the white coat wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Don't worry, what I brought this time is alcohol for industrial use. I usually drink it with water."

"One sip can knock down an old man, let alone a group of psychopaths. Cover your mouth with a towel, and I guarantee you will be knocked down."

"It's just dozens of psychopaths, they can't make waves, so don't worry."

……

The patients next door and others who entered the building are now facing a major problem.

That is, none of them knew which floor the dean's office was on.

Although there are only two floors in the whole floor, there are many rooms. You can't search for each room, right?

In that case, even if you find Tianming, you won’t be able to find anyone.

And after dawn, maybe something will happen.

So, time is tight, even tighter than in Hollywood blockbusters.

So, the patient next door made a bold move.

That is to separate, leaving people on the first floor to search one by one.

The rest went directly to the second floor to search.

As a stickler who wanted to make trouble, he volunteered to take over the task of looking for the first floor.

There are quite a lot of rooms on the first floor, so out of the team of 40 to [-] people, nearly half of them searched for it on the first floor.

Wait for the patient next door and others to go up to the second floor.

Stickies dislike looking for houses one by one, which is a waste of time.

So, let people separate and find a room for each person.

This can greatly reduce the time, so as not to waste time.

Stick stem thinks he is very witty, he is so smart.

Looking at his subordinates, he pushed the room away and went in.

It didn't come out for ten minutes.

Stick was a little puzzled, he just opened the room to look for someone, how could it take so long?

Could it be that this group of psychopaths are playing in the room again?

Neuropathy is troublesome, do not listen to instructions, and do things entirely according to mood and preferences.

If it was Li Zizi and others, they would have come out long ago.

Sticking to the desperation, he could only search slowly by himself.

But when he just opened a room and before he lit the kerosene lamp, he felt his mouth being covered, followed by a pungent smell.

His eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately.

At the door, a nurse cursed and lit a kerosene lamp.

"You crazy people, it's okay to be noisy, but you want to rebel, and you've turned against you."

"Just because of you crazy people, if you succeed in the rebellion, will you run a mental hospital?"

"I really can't figure out what you're thinking, forget it, why am I being serious with psychopaths?"

While cursing, the nurse tied up the stick with a rope.

Immediately, he walked out of the room with a stick in his hand.

He wasn't the only nurse who did this. Among the nurses who walked out of the other rooms, there was a patient.

A group of people carried the patient into the ward, opened the guardrail, and threw the patient in.

Only then did they clap their hands and continue to rush to the dean's building.

In the dean's office on the second floor, the patient next door and the sword fairy were confronting the dean.

"Principal, you old woman, I advise you to catch her without a fight!"

"The entire mental hospital is now under my control. You can't turn the sky around. As long as you surrender, we will definitely treat the prisoners preferentially."

The Sword Immortal jumped out and sneered at the dean.

The dean rubbed his heart, and said helplessly: "I'm not sure now, whether you are sick or not."

"Say, you are sick! You are able to fight with Lian Zongheng and lead a group of people with abnormal brains to rebel."

"If you say that you are not sick and are normal people, your words and deeds are a bit absurd and out of tune with this era."

"I'm also a professional psychiatrist, but I can't figure you out."

The doctor in the white coat answered, "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. If you enter a mental hospital, even normal people will become abnormal. What's the point, let's do it quickly. My wife is still waiting for me to go home for dinner."

After being reminded by the doctor in a white coat, the dean felt that it made sense.

Whether she is a normal person or not is not a matter of her dean's words.

"Let's do it! Start lightly, and send me these two envoys into the small black room. Without my permission, no one can release them."

As soon as the dean finished speaking, an ominous premonition arose in the hearts of the patients next door and Jianxian.

Then, a group of people suddenly rushed out from behind, pushed the two to the ground, and then covered their mouths with a cloth, and the consciousness of the two suddenly fell into a coma.

Vigorous riots were ruthlessly suppressed in this way.

What a pity!

Chapter 230

Two days later, the Thief Saint, who wandered around in the mental hospital, was escorted back to the courtyard by the neck.

When the stick was sent back, there was a vicissitudes of life smile on a small face.

"Mom, your eldest son is back. Going to Yan Luozhao's old department, you almost became the mother of the King of the Mountain. Are you happy?"

After Qin Huairu sent off the nurses respectfully with a smiling face, Bang Geng licked his face and said.

I thought my mother would give me a thumbs up of appreciation.

Unexpectedly, without saying a word, Qin Huairu was stunned by a big mouth twitching a stick.

"Jia Geng, if you dare to go to a mental hospital in the future, I will break your leg."

"Also, if you fool around with Li Zizi and the others again, don't go back to this house in the future!"

"How old are you, and you still think about irrelevant things all day long, so you can't study hard and try to get into a good school?"

Qin Huairu cursed and cursed, tears came out.

And the silly Zhu who stood beside him comforted him: "Sister Qin, calm down, the stick is back, this is no better than anything else, he is back, and it will save you from worrying all day long."

"Banggan, you don't know. In the past few days you lost, your mother didn't think about tea and food all day long, and shed tears all day long. I'm afraid that something might happen to you."

"You're almost grown up, you're not a two- or three-year-old child, don't just play crazy all day long, you should also think about the future."

Licking the dog Shazhu out of kindness, he also spoke out to persuade the stick.