chsdbacks Chapter 20 Unstable Turmoil
Chapter 20 Unstable Turmoil
Chapter 20 Unstable Turmoil
When fully immersed in the cultivation world, the surrounding time can be described as fast.
After an afternoon of practice, he found a small progress bar under the Flowing Water Shattering Rock Fist skill, and he had already gone a quarter of the way.
In other words, he can break through the entry level in a few days of practice. I don't know when he can reach Banggu's level.
After practicing all afternoon, I plan 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 there was a light rain, and there were lightning flashes from time to time.
Of course, it was a joke on a dark and windy night to kill people.
In a society ruled by law, it seems that there will be murders, but it is impossible to see them everywhere.
How about something to eat at night, why not go for a tonkotsu ramen set, or a fried rice dumpling set.
Just as he was wondering which restaurant he should go to at night, he suddenly felt a very sharp gaze flashing across his back. In just a split second, his muscles tensed up, and he was in a state of preparation for battle. Use the imitation version to return to the sky for defense.
As for the active attack, he has no idea at all, he doesn't think he is an opponent of this level of guy.
Fortunately, this kind of gaze only lasted for a short second, but it was just this little time that made his back sweat.
He couldn't describe this kind of horror. It seemed like a gaze from hell. He asked himself, is this really a gaze that humans can send out?
For a moment, countless questions came to my mind, who is he, what is he doing here, why is he looking at me, everything is unknown.
Could it be that Matou Shinji invited him to deal with him?
This idea was quickly rejected by him, he didn't have such great energy, even if Matou Zouken wanted to invite such a person, he would have to pay a huge price.
So who is he? Now the interest is completely gone.
I am actually complacent because I have only improved a little bit. An existence like this, even if I am wearing the invigorating armor, I am probably not his opponent.
Hurry up to buy something to eat and go home, it's too dangerous to have this guy wandering outside, the kind of fear that even Emiya Kiritsugu can't cause him.
Although this cannot be used to judge the level of ability, but is it possible that a person who can have a Shura-like aura is a gentle and kind person?
He simply bought something and hurried home, the rain wet his pants, but he didn't care about it.
But when the unexpected happens, your opinion is never asked for.
The buildings in Fuyuki are very close to each other, and the road between the two buildings is very narrow, which creates many small alleys, where some extreme people and gangsters fight and fight, pimp business, and even some illegal contraband. Trading, etc. can be said to be a place where evil people and practices live.
And there are basically no lights inside, so it will look very intrusive at night.
When he passed by an alley on the only way, he faintly heard the sound of fighting inside. He was very sensitive to this aspect. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, driven by curiosity, he still used the breath holding technique to rely on it. In the past, he didn't believe that everyone was Ge Muzong Ichiro, but now his breath is not as good as a cat.
It took less than a minute from hearing the sound to entering the alley.
Slowly the sound gradually disappeared, and a strong smell of blood mixed with the rain.
His pupils shrank. There was only one possibility for this strong smell of blood, except for the slaughterhouse. Someone died, and no one could survive such a terrifying amount of bleeding.
Could it be that the guy who stared at him just now did it?
Although the distance was very close, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. He would immediately rub the oil on his feet if something went wrong. After all, he still understood the truth that a dead fellow would never die a poor one.
After repeatedly confirming that the person was not there, he dared to approach slowly. As soon as he approached here, the smell of blood doubled immediately.
The strong smell even made him retch a little, but because there was no lighting tool, the alley was extremely dark, and he couldn't judge the situation for a while.
"What the hell is going on with this horse riding?"
As he continued to walk forward, he suddenly stepped on something soft and made a sizzling sound. That kind of tactile sensation was clearly the sound that can only be made by the friction of internal organs.
Thinking that the current venue is full of viscera and blood is flowing everywhere, his stomach turns upside down.
Thankfully he couldn't see it now, otherwise he would have vomited.
I went out to find a public phone and called the police. For some reason, the police came quite quickly today.
When he came, he directly blocked the scene, asked Minato briefly about the situation, and didn't let him go to the police station to make a statement. Instead, he was still a student, so he asked him to go home quickly.
Under the third questioning, he didn't tell him the reason, but before he left, he saw from the corner of his eye that there were three people lying on the scene.
One had lost its head, and the other two had been severed in half. Their internal organs flowed all over the floor. Many police officers present vomited. Even they had never seen such a cruel murderer.
And Minato also noticed that the several people who were killed were all wearing the same clothes, but he didn't recognize them, so they should be in the same group.
The arrival of the police attracted a large number of people eating melons. Several young policemen were dispersing the crowd to prevent onlookers.
Then a few people got off 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 stood the boss of the defense department whom he had seen last time, and a woman who had never seen him before, wearing a suit and leather shoes, standing between the two of them, it should be them The leadership of the duo.
Their faces were all surprisingly ugly, especially the woman in the middle, whose face was three points darker than the dark clouds in the sky.
The leaders of the two police stations stood on the sidelines, not even daring to speak.
They should know who committed the crime, and this is definitely not the first time he committed a crime in Fuyuki.
He suddenly thought, is it possible that the murderer is not a local at all, but came from other places.
Moreover, the costumes of the three people who were killed one after another were so unfamiliar, they had never seen them before.
Yes, if you think about it that way, everything makes sense.
Since they dared to deliberately conceal the fact that the murderer escaped for the sake of political achievements.
A thug who kills serially, succeeds in killing again and again, but the officials keep failing. If this spreads, there is no need for face.
It will even cause a lot of social panic. However, if this trend continues, exposure will only happen sooner or later.
Minato gnawed his nails subconsciously, this was his habit for many years, whenever he was very anxious, he would gnaw his nails.
He knew too many bad guys, and there was no way to know them based on these few corpses alone.
Now I can only pray that I will never meet this killing god.
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