Crossover Anime: I'm Serious About Exorcising Demons for the Female Lead

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"Go and call Qian Shengjun to my office. I want to interview him personally." "Okay, what about the rest of them?"

"Tell them to go back to where they came from, and throw all these data sheets in the trash. Don't bother looking at them anymore." Huang Liuhua casually tossed the other people's data sheets to her female secretary.

Chapter 266 Elbow Strike Man "Yes."

The female secretary threw the other people's data sheets into the trash can and then walked backwards out.

The door closed, leaving only Huang Liuhua in the office. "I'll see in a bit whether it's really that big?"

Huang Liuhua licked her cherry lips, her beautiful eyes gleaming with the burning gaze one might have for prey. Under the table, her black-stockinged legs crossed, her jade-like feet swinging lightly. Meanwhile, in the lounge, Black Ghost and Yellow Hair had also grown tired of arguing.

"Wait a moment for the staff to come over, and you'll see who's the more powerful one!" The bald black man's tone remained extremely arrogant.

"Hmph, I hope you don't leave crying later," the blond-haired guy retorted. Lin Qiansheng frowned; these two were too noisy.

Just as Lin Qiansheng was about to shut them up, his female secretary pushed open the door and entered.

The female secretary scanned the four people in the room, seemingly searching for someone. She appeared to have identified her target and then walked towards him.

As the bald, black man saw the female secretary walking towards him, he glanced smugly at the blond-haired man beside him, taking in the blond-haired man's resentful expression.

Then he prepared to get up and greet his female secretary and his new life ahead.

But before he could even get up, he realized that the female secretary had completely ignored him. The bald, black man froze in his tracks.

The blond guy secretly smiled at the bald black guy's gluttony. Then, thinking he looked very cool, he flicked his blond hair.

Since the bald black guy wasn't chosen, then he must be the one who was chosen.

It couldn't possibly be that person leisurely drinking tea in the corner, looking like a student, could it?

Judging from his thin and withered appearance, you could tell he was a bookish scholar still immersed in his ivory tower.

Only someone like him with blond hair could be competent. The blond-haired man inwardly mocked Lin Qiansheng.

And it's estimated that Lin Qiansheng has never experienced the pleasures of a woman; he's a virgin.

Just when Huang Mao thought victory was in his grasp and a bright future was beckoning him, the female secretary simply ignored him as if he were air.

The hand that was brushing his hair suddenly stopped, and the smug expression on his face came to an abrupt halt.

Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, the female secretary actually walked up to the student who had been drinking tea.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me. The dean of the academy wants to interview you personally," the female secretary said gently. "Okay," Lin Qiansheng nodded and put down his teacup.

Lin Qiansheng was not surprised by the result, given his physical prowess. Few people could surpass him.

"What about us!" the bald, black man said gruffly, his voice filled with resentment. How could someone as big as him not be physically stronger than this skinny guy?

"You can all go home now, you've been rejected!" the female secretary said coldly as she turned around. Then, turning back, her face was full of smiles again.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me. I will take you to the dean's office."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, sister." Lin Qiansheng nodded.

Lin Qiansheng's address of "sister" to his female secretary made her overjoyed, and she smiled broadly. Then, Lin Qiansheng followed his secretary outside.

"Hmm, failed?" The middle-aged man sighed and left the lounge dejectedly. But the bald black man was not having it.

He's already illegally entered this country; if he tries to leave, he'll definitely be caught by the police.

The bald, black man's eyes blazed with fury. At that moment, the female secretary was only five meters away from him. The bald, black man completely ignored Lin Qiansheng.

He figured a skinny student like him couldn't possibly beat someone as big as him. "Since I failed, you won't have it easy either!"

The bald, black man stretched out his fan-like black hand and angrily attacked the female secretary.

Hearing the heavy footsteps behind her and seeing that face that looked like a demon, the female secretary was instantly terrified.

Darkness is scary, ghosts are scary, but dark ghosts are even scarier.

"Hehe, since I failed, let me try to buy it for free!" the bald black man said loudly with an evil laugh.

The blond-haired guy standing to the side also watched with his hands in his pockets, enjoying the show.

He was also very annoyed by his defeat and had already sided with the black man. However, Lin Qiansheng was not about to let the black man incident happen before his eyes.

Before the bald, black man could take two steps, Lin Qiansheng grabbed his wrist.

"You brat, trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress! I'll beat you to a pulp!" The bald, black man intended to easily shake off Lin Qiansheng's hand and then punch him. However, even with his strength, the hand binding Lin Qiansheng remained unmoved. "Hey, you're pretty capable."

The bald, black man tried with all his might to break free, but Lin Qiansheng's hand remained as firm as a vise. "Let go!"

The bald black man was enraged and raised his other hand high, about to slap Lin Qiansheng.

However, Lin Qiansheng took the initiative and stepped forward to deliver a powerful elbow strike to the black man's wide-open abdomen!

The black man let out a scream that sounded like "man," and flew backwards like a headless thud.

Its massive body landed on the floor with a heavy thud.

Bald, black-haired Guiwu had a stomachache and was emitting a painful, miserable sneeze.

Lin Qiansheng's elbow strike just now seemed to have ripped out his internal organs.

Moreover, the bald black man seemed to feel that his spine was broken. A sharp, agonizing pain surged through his mind.

At this point, the bald black man realized that he had really messed up.

Moreover, this iron plate was made of titanium alloy. The blond guy standing next to him was dumbfounded.

That big black guy was sent flying by Lin Qiansheng's elbow strike. That's brutal!

Luckily, he didn't make a move, otherwise he would be the one lying on the ground now. However, Lin Qiansheng would not let the blond-haired man get away with it.

He could tell at a glance that this blond guy was no good; keeping him around would only drive up rice prices! "Secretary, are you alright?" Lin Qiansheng asked his secretary.

The female secretary, still shaken, patted her chest with lingering fear.

"That really scared me, Mr. Lin, thank you so much," the female secretary said gratefully. "Security, I need to call security!"

St. Hua Girls' School is an all-girls school; even the security guards are women.

Lin Qiansheng shook his head and said, "Secretary, there's no need to go to so much trouble. I can handle them."

"Here's what we'll do: you go outside and wait for me. I'll teach them a lesson." "It'll be quick, it won't take much time."

Seeing the determination in Lin Qiansheng's eyes, the female secretary nodded.

She had just witnessed Lin Qiansheng's prowess; the power of a single elbow strike was immense. She believed Lin Qiansheng could handle it.

"Alright then, be careful. I'll wait for you outside. If anything happens, shout for help," the secretary said.

Chapter 267 Ultimate Regret

"Don't worry, these two can't hurt me," Lin Qiansheng said. The female secretary left the room.

Only Lin Qiansheng, the bald black guy, and the blond guy remained in the lounge.

Lin Qiansheng first used magic to set up a soundproof array to prevent the sound from leaking out. Their screams would soon be very loud, disturbing the flowers and plants. "Big brother, sir, I was wrong! I was blind to your greatness! Please forgive me!" the bald, black-haired man pleaded with Lin Qiansheng, weeping bitterly.

Lin Qiansheng didn't speak, but silently took out a long whip from his storage ring. *Crack! Crack!*

Lin Qiansheng swung the whip a few times, the whip cracking through the air with a crisp, resounding sound. The bald, black man immediately felt the fear that lingered in his genes from the last century.

Lin Qiansheng didn't waste any words, and directly lashed out with his whip, unleashing a five-hit lightning whip strike on the bald, black man. *Crack! Crack! Crack!*

Lin Qiansheng wielded his sword with great force.

The whip lashed at the bald, black man again and again, tearing his skin and drawing blood. The whip itself was stained with the bald, black man's blood.

"Sir, please stop hitting me! Please stop hitting me! I was wrong, please forgive me!" The bald, black man begged for mercy, clutching his head as he was beaten.

If Lin Qiansheng hadn't broken his spine, he probably would have vividly demonstrated what it means to be a "head-in-hand rat." Upon hearing the black man's pleas for mercy, Lin Qiansheng's five-lash combo evolved into six lashes per second.

The bald, black man was whipped so hard that he let out a series of heart-wrenching screams, writhing on the ground like an insect.

The blond-haired guy standing to the side was completely dumbfounded. This was too brutal!

Huang Mao is now so afraid to even breathe loudly, lest he get into trouble.

He finally understood why Lin Qiansheng hadn't been talking to them earlier.

The way Lin Qiansheng looked at them just now was like how a human would look at a swarm of ants. They were ants that Lin Qiansheng could crush with a flick of his wrist.

The blond-haired man slowly moved his feet, intending to sneak away from this terrifying place.

But before his raised foot could land, Lin Qiansheng lashed out with a sharp whip, which wrapped around the blond-haired man's leg.

Lin Qiansheng lashed out with his whip, flinging the blond-haired man into the air. *Crack!*

The blond-haired man fell to the ground with a dull thud. He felt as if his whole body was about to be smashed into eight pieces.

Despite the pain, the blond-haired man knelt down before Lin Qiansheng and begged for mercy:

"Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me. I have elderly parents and young children to support, and my whole family depends on me to make a living." The blond-haired man pleaded tearfully, trying to gain Lin Qiansheng's sympathy.

Lin Qiansheng used his magic to extract Huang Mao's soul from a distance.

The black soul revealed his habitual ramblings and numerous evil deeds, making him a complete scumbag. Lin Qiansheng stuffed the soul back into the blond-haired man's body.

He wouldn't let Huang Mao die so easily.

“I watched a documentary from the 1970s,” Lin Qiansheng said slowly. “It said that an airport was being built in the Brazilian rainforest, so the local indigenous people had to be driven out.”

"But they encountered resistance from the natives, so the construction company hired hunters to hunt them down."

One scene depicts a hunter, in a frenzy of killing, capturing a native alive, "then cutting off his hot dog and stuffing it into the native's mouth." "Hey, back then, the native was still alive."

"Seeing this, I was horrified. I felt that this was the ultimate form of shame, the most egregious form of robbing someone of their dignity. The ultimate humiliation!"

As Lin Qiansheng finished speaking, several white openings appeared behind him. All sorts of weapons poured out of the openings, like a treasure vault of the Lord.

Upon witnessing this extraordinary scene, both the blond-haired man and the bald, black man were terrified. "Let me find some suitable tools," Lin Qiansheng said softly.

"Emm, this one's no good, it's too heavy, and it lacks creativity." "I've found it!" Lin Qiansheng chose a pair of giant pliers!

"Use these giant pliers to crush your hot dogs, then shove the molten stuff down your throats and into your mouths!"

"Of course, when you clamp, you need to be strong and have some attraction, that will make you suffer the most! Squeeze!"

A layer of scorching flames erupted from the giant pincers.

The crimson flames illuminated the terrified faces of the blond-haired and black men. At that moment, their pupils were filled with pure terror.

It was as if the person standing before him wasn't a human, but a devil, a demon! Lin Qiansheng remotely controlled the giant fiery pincers, sending them flying to the front of the blond-haired and black-hearted men. He had no interest in touching the two minotaurs' hot dogs.

"You two, hurry up and say goodbye to your brother!!"

The giant fiery pincers snapped shut! It exploded!

Their hot dogs were instantly crushed into a ball of minced meat. "Ah!!!"

The two who had lost their precious possession let out heart-wrenching screams that nearly echoed throughout the entire Liaoyu.

With a snap, the blond-haired man's head lolled to the side, and he passed out. The bald, black man, however, remained conscious due to his better physique.

But at that moment, he desperately wished he could pass out. "Hey, you're not bad, how about this move?"

Lin Qiansheng spun the giant flaming pincers, making them drill like an electric drill. "Ah!!"

The already excruciating pain was intensified a second time, causing the bald black man to experience unprecedented agony!

The drill formed by the giant fiery pincers pierced straight through the bald, black man.

At this moment, the bald black man was barely clinging to life, and his appearance was a pitiful sight. "Alright, that's enough. Time to wrap things up."

Lin Qiansheng snapped his fingers, and flames immediately erupted from the unconscious blond-haired man's body.

The flames burned the blond-haired man to ashes. As for the bald, black man...

Lin Qiansheng's punishment for him was not over yet. He took out a helicopter rotor from his storage ring.

It belongs to the Sikorsky S-76B model, with the serial number N72EX, and is a relic of the aircraft master Zobayan.

Lin Qiansheng stuck the helicopter rotors onto the bald black man's head; they looked like two bamboo dragonflies. "These two helicopter mounts will get you to Los Angeles at four in the morning."

"When it sees a cotton field, it will crash from a great height. "Then it will land in a shop that sells watermelon juice and fried chicken."

"How about that, not bad, you black guy? Here's a meal of fried chicken and watermelon juice for you before you die."