When you are completely immersed in the world of cultivation, the time around you can be described as rapid.

After an afternoon of practice, he found that a small progress bar appeared under the skill of the Shuishu Rock Crushing Fist, and he had already left a quarter of it.

In other words, he can break through the entry level after practicing for a few days, and I don’t know when he can reach Banggu’s level.

After practicing for an afternoon, I planned to go out and get some delicious food to reward myself.

But at this time the weather was not good, and the dark clouds quickly occupied the sky, and it started to drizzle, and lightning flashed by from time to time.

Of course, it is a joke to kill people on the dark moon and high winds.

In any case, it is a society ruled by law. There are likely to be murders, but they cannot be seen everywhere.

What to eat at night? Or you might as well have a turquoise ramen set meal or a fried rice dumpling set meal.

Just as he was wondering which restaurant he should visit at night, he suddenly felt a very sharp gaze passing by. In just a moment, his muscles were tense and he was preparing for battle. If there was any abnormal movement, he would immediately use a copy of the version to turn the sky to defend.

As for active attacks, he had no idea at all. He didn't think he was an opponent of a guy of this level.

Fortunately, this gaze lasted only for a second, but it was this time that made him sweat coldly on his back.

He could not describe this horror, as if it was a stare from hell. He asked himself, is this really a line of sight that humans can send?

For a moment, countless questions came to my mind, who he was, what he was going to do here, and why he looked at himself, everything was unknown.

Could it be that Shinji Maki invited him to deal with him?

This idea was quickly denied by him. He did not have such great energy. Even if Matsuki Yuyan wanted to invite such a person, it would have to pay a huge price.

So who is he? Now he has completely lost his interest as before.

I was actually complacent because I had only made a little progress. Even if I was wearing the excitement armor, I was probably not his opponent.

I hurried to buy some food and went home. It was too dangerous to have this guy wandering around. The fear of Emiya Kiritsugu could not cause him.

Although this cannot be used only to judge the level of ability, can a person who has a breath like Shura be a gentle and kind person?

I bought something briefly and rushed home quickly. The rain wet his pants, but he didn't care about it.

But when an accident comes, you will never ask for your opinion.

Dongmu's buildings are very close to each other, and the road between the two buildings is very narrow, which has created many small alleys. Some extremely powerful people and gangsters fight, pimp business, and even illegal transactions of contraband, etc. can be said to be a place where dirt is hidden.

Moreover, there are basically no lights here, so it will appear very cunning at night.

When he was passing by an alley, he vaguely heard the sound of fighting inside. He was very sensitive to this aspect. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he used the breath holding technique to lean over under the influence of curiosity. He didn't believe that everyone was Katsuki Sonichiro, and now his breath is not as good as a cat.

From hearing the sound to entering the alley, it took less than a minute in total.

Slowly the sound gradually disappeared, and a strong smell of blood mixed with the rain.

His pupils shrank, and there was only one possibility that this strong smell of blood besides the slaughterhouse. Someone died and no one could survive such a terrifying amount of bleeding.

Could it be that the guy who just stared at me did it?

Although the distance is very close, he dared not be careless at all. If he is wrong, he will immediately apply oil to his feet. After all, he still understands the truth that a fellow Taoist will not die.

After repeated confirmation that the person was not here, he dared to approach slowly. As soon as he approached here, the smell of blood immediately doubled.

The strong smell even made him feel a little dry, but because he had no lighting tools, the alley was so dark that it was so dark that it could not be judged for a while.

"What the hell is going on?"

Continue to move forward, suddenly stepping on something soft and making a sizzling sound. The touch is clearly a sound that can only be made by internal organs.

When he thought that the current venue was full of internal organs and blood was everywhere, his stomach was overturned.

Thanks to being unable to see it now, otherwise he would have to vomit the sky and the earth was dark.

I went out to the market to find a public telephone and called the police. For some reason, the police came quite quickly today.

When he came, he blocked the scene directly. He asked Shuimen about the situation briefly, but did not ask him to go to the police station to take a record. Instead, he saw that he was still a student and asked him to go home as soon as possible.

After three asked, he did not tell him the reason, but before leaving, he saw from the corner of his eyes that there were three people lying on the scene.

One had lost his head, the other two were cut in half, and their internal organs were flowing all over the ground, and many police officers present vomited. Even they had never seen such a cruel murderer.

Minato also noticed that the people killed were all wearing the same clothes, but he didn't recognize them. If nothing unexpected happened, these people should be in the same group.

The arrival of the police attracted a large number of people who were eating melons, and several young policemen were evacuating the crowd to prevent onlookers.

Then several people got out of the car, wrapped the body in a body bag, and sent it to the car.

The leader was a fat middle-aged policeman. Beside him was the boss of the defense department he had seen last time, and a woman who had never seen before, wearing a suit and ties, standing between them, should be the leader of them.

Their faces were surprisingly ugly, especially the woman in the middle, whose faces were three points darker than the dark clouds in the sky.

The two police station leaders stood by and didn't even dare to say anything.

They should know who was the one who committed the crime, and this was definitely not his first crime in Tomoki.

He suddenly thought, was it possible that the murderer was not a local, but was wandering from another place.

Moreover, the three people who were killed one after another were so beautiful in their clothes that they had never seen before.

Yes, if you think so, everything will make sense.

Since they dared to deliberately conceal the fact that the murderer fled for political achievements.

A thug who killed people in succession succeeded in killing people, but the official failed continuously. If this was to spread, there was no need to ask for his face.

It may even cause a lot of social panic, but if this trend continues, it will only be exposed sooner or later.

Mizumen unconsciously gnawed his nails. This was his habit for many years. He would gnawed his nails whenever he was very anxious.

He knew too many bad people, and there was no way to know them just by these corpses.

Now I can only pray that I will never meet this god of killing.
Chapter completed!