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Chapter 21 Madness is freedom (2)

Misaki City, a city with some historical background but not fully developed.

Here, both the houses and commercial areas have been merged, regardless of each other.

There is a trend of people coming and going to work or school on the street, dense and crowded.

Go out early and come back late, twice a day at peak times.

Amid the crowd, a young man of medium figure approached quietly.

The young man seemed to be covering something, not saying that he had a SLR lens on his face covering his eyes, but he also reached out to press down his hood on his head.

He walked around the crowd, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Under the lens, the blue light in his eyes made his eyes pass through the complicated crowd around him, and the subtle sense of abnormality was gradually amplifying...

The confused perception turned into a realistic and recognizable image, which gradually emerged in his mind.

In perception, a dilapidated alley gradually became clear.

There is a shadow lurking in the shadows...

The young man's mouth curled up slightly: "I finally found you!"

He suppressed his excitement and gently pushed away the pedestrians blocking him, approaching the other party as low-key as possible.

But when he could vaguely see the alley, the target suddenly began to move quickly.

"Tsk...don't find it?"

The young man slammed his mouth in a bad mood and never cared about anything else.

He ignored it and directly knocked away the pedestrians blocking his way forward with his body, squeezed out a road and ran away with screams and scolds.

After leaving the crowd, he no longer had any scruples, jumped upward, flew straight on various buildings, and finally landed at a dark corner.

Only a pile of dirty domestic waste and all kinds of ragged clothes were left here.

The cement telephone pole next to it is tilted, with a small lock-opening advertisement posted on it.

"Oh... I lost it again..."

Somewhat unwillingly searched nearby, and Haoqing, who came to the result, turned off his hood and revealed a young face.

He reached out and scratched his short black hair and sighed.

He has been chasing this guy for a month, and this time was the closest he had to the other party during the several confrontations during this period.

He was already careful enough to get close to this guy, but the other party's sensitivity was far beyond his imagination.

"What will this time be..."

The other party will definitely leave something to disgust him.

However, he was not too obsessed with this point, and soon accepted the fact of failure and was ready to stay and confess the consequences of failure.

Although he failed to get in touch with the other person head-on during this month's pursuit, he also had a certain understanding of this guy's behavior pattern.

As a person with special power, this guy prefers to catalyze potential creatures, allowing them to alienate and fight for himself than fighting head-on.

Although this alienated creature will only follow its instinct to conduct endless foraging after it is produced, it is still very troublesome to deal with it.

At least normal people cannot deal with them, even the weakest alienated creatures.

Thinking of this, Haoqing felt a headache because he couldn't leave those people alone just to chase the other party.

After all, the purpose of his first pursuit of the other party was to prevent this guy from hurting others.

Now that I am so passive, I can only blame myself for not being strong enough.

Haoqing, who realized this more and more clearly, took off his SLR glasses and turned around and left here.

He wants to go around and kill the danger in the bud as much as possible.

…………

Whenever night falls and people who have been busy all day fall asleep, the little creatures that live with them start to move.

The small creature with a brown shell and a flat body quickly moved its slender six feet, crawling around in the kitchen, and the tentacles above its head swung from time to time, as if exploring something.

This is a cockroach foraging.

It found the food residue it wanted in the kitchen with ease. After meeting its belly needs, the tentacles above its head were shaking and ready to bring the remaining food residue back to its nest.

“Woo woo…”

A cold wind blew outside the open window of the kitchen, followed by the whistle of the wind.

A figure appeared in front of the cockroaches transporting food.

“Yo~”

The person shrouded in the shadow greeted this little life.

The cockroach ignored this and just accelerated his pace.

"Oh."

The man chuckled, and then... with a creaking sound, the cockroach's body was stomped down.

Yellow and white liquid overflowed from the deflated tan shell, contaminating the ground.

But the tentacles on the cockroach's head still trembled slightly, and the six feet were still swaying.

"What a tenacious vitality... It's a pity that your body is still too fragile." The person in the shadow sighed softly, and then made a decision, "Let me help you."

He stretched out his hand, spread his palms out, and pointed at the cockroach.

A dark stream of light flew out from his palm and entered the body of the cockroach.

The cockroach began to tremble, and the dark light gradually became brighter on it.

A gray-black mist accompanied it, covering its entire body.

Together with the light that just lit up, it all melted into the darkness.

"Next...it depends on yourself."

The man nodded with satisfaction, then turned around, his figure completely merged into the shadow and disappeared.

Only the cockroach that was squirming and changing in the black fog...

…………

How big is a city?

Because of the dense population, many people may not have any real feelings about it.

People with dense surroundings cannot make people feel empty.

Because these spaces are all occupied.

But in fact, what is occupied is only the space that the individual can move.

If you line up the space occupied by people, the remaining space is also very large.

Not to mention the various gaps inside the building materials, just talking about the underground of this city... the space presented is very large.

Da Haoqing searched endlessly for a whole day but couldn't find any results.

There is nothing to do about this. This kind of thing is like buying a lottery ticket when you try your luck. Even if you know that the probability of winning is very small, who knows if you don’t buy it?

And for Hao Qing, who has perception ability, this is a routine check. He will not be at ease without checking it.

Who knows if that guy will attack someone with a slack mentality?

You cannot sit still and wait for death when you encounter something, that means giving the initiative to others, and you will be led by others next.

Don’t ask for prediction of the other party’s actions, but instead catch the other party. First think about what you can do now and do what you should do, so that at least you won’t leave any regrets.

So even if doing such a thing would make him feel embarrassed, Haoqing still chose to drill into the sewer for a whole day. Although he had not found anything to make his whole body dirty, at least he felt relieved.

At least there is no danger in the sewer at present.

After coming out of the sewer, Haoqing put the manhole cover back to its original position, then shook his body and shook a pile of mud and residue.

It was simply done with the dirt on my body, but some stains had penetrated into my clothes and could not be shaken cleanly.

But Haoqing didn't care about such small details. He folded the obvious stains and went out to the streets.

But he doesn't care, but others care.

"This guy smells so bad..."

Although the pedestrians on the road did not say it directly, the eyes of Haoqing looked clearly with this sentence.

However, Haoqing, who doesn't need to sneak, doesn't care about other people's strange gazes, images, etc., as long as others don't treat him as a dangerous person and call the police.

At the same time, these unknown things are happening at the entrance of the alleys in the darkness of the city.

Three high school boys wearing strangely dyed hair were punching and kicking at a man in a rustic work uniform.

The man had already been swelled up in his face and his mouth and nose were covered with blood, but he still protected his pockets tightly to prevent the three gangsters from taking them away.

"This... can't be given to you!"

He stared at the three gangsters with a look of never giving in.

This is the money he earned from working and had to send it home. Even if he wanted to die here, he would never let these people take it away.

"Oh, you guys are pretty tough!"

His posture was regarded as provocation by these three gangsters.

The guy who is regarded as a prey dares to resist?

Isn’t it okay to give them the money? What’s so awesome?

The nameless fire ignited in their hearts, and the falling fists were no longer reserved. They wanted to knock the man out and take the money away.

The workers tried to resist, but unfortunately the enemy was too small and we were quickly knocked over to the ground.

But even if he fell down, he still used his body to protect the money in his pocket.

This is his last stubbornness.

He closed his eyes and prepared to face the pain that followed.

But what was greeted next was not the fist, but the screams of the three of them.

At the same time, a fishy smell came to his face. I don’t know if it was because someone had a nosebleed, but he felt a smell of blood everywhere.

What's going on?

With doubt, he opened his eyes and the three gangsters who had beaten him before were no longer there.

When he stood up with his body staggered, the scene that came into his eyes shocked him.

The ground was covered with a layer of sticky red.

And its source is... a body that was cut into pieces in a rough manner.

When he realized that this was a human body, he lost his voice.


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