Kumamoto bought expensive fruits from the fruit shop.

"It's so expensive...can it be cheaper?"

Xiong Benba held his small wallet and asked tentatively.

The middle-aged boss lady seemed to be only half as tall as him. Although she was small, her aura completely overwhelmed Kumamoto Ba!

"no."

Xiong Benba walked out carrying the fruit a little dejectedly. He counted the remaining money and found that this month's living expenses were a bit tight.

"What should I do...should I get another part-time job?"

Although Kumamoto Ha is a black boxer, he often can't help but fight outside the ring. Most of the bonuses he earns are used to pay for medical expenses. Although the Yamaguchi group favors him, he is not a member of the group after all, so naturally there is no possibility of him.

No matter how much financial support there is, Kumamoto Haha's character is disdainful of doing such dirty things as collecting protection fees, which has resulted in his current situation of financial constraints.

As he grows older, it is a big problem to eat a balanced diet every day. In return for eating regular meals, he is responsible for guarding the streets near his home.

The burly body stepped into the door of the hospital, and everyone cast a surprised look at him. Xiong Benba had long been accustomed to such gazes. He was not anxious or annoyed, he just smelled the smell of disinfectant and walked through the aisles.

The door to a ward was opened.

"Aunt, I'm here to see you."

Xiong Benba held a fruit basket in one hand and said loudly. The thin woman lying on the hospital bed turned around and showed a heartfelt smile.

"Xiong'er, what's wrong, that bitch!" When Qingye Ke's politics teacher said this, his face naturally showed an expression of hatred and disgust.

Facing his aunt's expectant expression, Xiong Benba thought for a moment and said honestly: "He was taken away by the police."

"Can I go to jail?"

"Don't know yet."

"It's a pity... Xiong'er, what aunt wants is for you to remove two or three of his arms, do you understand?"

Xiong Benba reached for the fruit knife on the bedside and began to peel the apple bit by bit, with a resigned look on his face, "I know."

Xiong Benba handed the peeled apple to his aunt. The politics teacher hummed twice and took it naturally.

The ward fell into a kind of silence. In this oppressive silence, it was Kumamoto Ba who broke it first.

"Aunt, my mind has changed regarding Qingye Ke. That's what I'm here to talk about today."

The politics teacher looked at him suddenly, his eyes twisted as if he were looking at his enemy, wishing he could eat his flesh!

She said in a sinister tone: "You betrayed me."

Xiong Benba turned a blind eye to the murderous intention and slowly peeled the second fruit, "No, Aunt Haruko."

He handed the fruit over, but the woman slapped it off the ground, "What are you doing here with all the pretense? Get out of here! You white-eyed wolf who eats everything!"

"Auntie, I will still go to trouble Qingye Ke, but the reason has changed."

"That's good." The politics teacher's anger subsided, and he felt slightly regretful, but did not apologize.

Kumamoto looked at the apple on the ground. A dying moth lay on it, fluttering its broken wings that could no longer fly. Poisonous scales spread all around.

"Auntie, I don't have any advantages. You see, I'm just good at fighting."

"Hmph, what's the use of these crooked ways if you don't learn well?"

"Don't say that. If I can't fight, how can I help you avenge this time?" Xiong Benba smiled, stroking the fruit knife with his thick fingers, his expression seemed to be nostalgic, "I still remember the feeling of every battle, this

It's something that people like you, aunt, can never understand. Unlike my rough appearance, I have a delicate heart that ordinary people can't imagine."

Xiong Benba pressed his palm on his chest, listening to the heartbeat of his life, "Going all out, fighting to the death, that kind of passionate feeling, aunt, you will definitely not understand, how sacred and addictive it is.

Among them... I participated in underground black boxing, and stood in the ring one after another without risking my life, just to get closer to that feeling! No matter if I am a gangster or a bad person, it is just for this

And the props that exist.”

Outside the window of the ward, old people were basking in the sun on the grass, some were playing badminton, and children were laughing and running around.

"This era is too peaceful and it is not suitable for me. Originally, I wanted to trouble Qingye Ke for my aunt, but I changed my mind after seeing him in person."

Kumamoto Haruko sneered: "If you dare to show mercy to him, get out of here now!"

Kumamoto Ha chuckled, and Haruko looked at his smile and suddenly felt a sense of horror. She couldn't understand the enthusiasm in her nephew's eyes. Only fear penetrated into the scalp like a centipede along the ear holes!

"Be merciful? How is it possible? That is a monster, a being that I have always admired. Even an aunt cannot be an opportunity for us to meet. There should be only one purest reason for me to find him, and that is to fight him! Fight until

die!"

"Xiong'er, you - uh -!"

Before Kumamoto Haruko finished speaking, Kumamoto Ba suddenly burst into laughter. His broad spine blocked the sunlight outside the window, and dim shadows covered the hospital bed. People were coming and going in the corridor. No one knew what was happening in this small ward.

.

Kumamoto Haruko struggled. She felt the pain of drowning and the fear of death. She kicked hard with her hands and feet, wanting to live, wanting to live! Such a wish is moving!

Kumamoto's expression was like a statue. He just stood there motionless. His iron-like palms could easily crush an apple. Now these hands were holding the woman's slender neck. In just a few seconds, Kumamoto Haruko's

The brain is close to suffocation.

"I'm sorry, aunt, this sacred battle is a childhood dream for me. When I think that the cause of this pilgrimage is you, I feel sick and unbearable... You can understand me, right?

?”

Xiong Benba felt the slight struggle between his arms, but his thoughts flew to yesterday afternoon. Those wounds were completely caused by inhuman force. It was more powerful than he imagined. There was something hidden in Qingye Katsu's slightly thin body.

With the gods.

"I want to see the gods, but pilgrims are supposed to have nothing. Only by giving up everything can one be strong,"

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"Mr. Qingye, tell me, what happened yesterday afternoon?"

"Nothing happened, Mr. Constable."

"Then why are there seven bodies?"

"I don't know... maybe it's some kind of monster. It happened to pass by, erased my memory, and killed seven sacrifices as a price. Mr. Police, there is a cultist's den nearby.

?"

"Listen to me!" The policeman was angry and helpless. Because of the law, he could not be sentenced. The person killed or injured was a gangster with a bad reputation in society. In addition, Qingye Ke was a minor, and there was no surveillance at the scene. If judicial procedures were followed,
Chapter completed!