The killing in the room was so fast that Takeo Takeo didn't use illusions to cover up, he just took a few steps forward, and the blood splashed flew throughout the room, no matter how strong an ordinary person was, he was not much stronger than a chicken in front of him.

Takeo Moribe found himself surprisingly disgusted, and he felt like he had just pruned the pests off the branches.

Takeo Moribe understands very well that when everything is irreparable, belated justice is not justice, and he only hopes that his actions can make the girl he has never met rest in peace, since he can meet the legendary fox monster, then the underworld should also exist.

The grilled beef finally arrived at a ripe reading that could be eaten.

"Squeak."

The beef on the barbecue net makes a wonderful squeaking sound, the fat is fragrant, and it doesn't need any condiments, just looking at it makes people appetize.

Takeo Shoube licked his lips, he could feel that the spiritual power in his body had become more and more surging over the past few days, and the amount of food had become larger and larger, and the spiritual power seemed to be transformed by food?

The top-notch Wagyu beef, he has only watched others eat it on TV, and he has never eaten such a luxurious thing in reality, pulling over the corpse of Imanishi, Takeo Shoube sat on Imanishi's back and ate beef.

"It smells so good."

He didn't chew beef, it was money, it was human flesh.

After eating and drinking, Takeo Shoubu found a safe from the second floor, and Shillong used the iris safe very fashionably, which is much more difficult to obtain than fingerprints and digital passwords in terms of insurance.

People on the island don't have the habit of keeping money in the bank, especially for people like Imanishi, who may go in one day, and feel more secure with cash.

Pulling at Imasai's eyelids, Takeo Moribe opened the safe with gloves on.

Although it is a little strange for Kamen Rider to rob someone else's safe, there will be no mercy for Takeo Takeo, a human scum like Shiryu, who can no longer be counted as a human in terms of himself or social relations.

The safe was full of banknotes, and a few precious-looking antiques were piled on top of it.

There is so much cash, and it is estimated that there will be more of those that have been turned into investments, such as real estate, which are all sins saved by eating human flesh and drinking human blood! But it doesn't matter if there is more money or less money, it doesn't matter to Takeo Shoubu, he doesn't use it for his own enjoyment.

Takeo Moribe carried a heavy package, and after a few turns of the day, he disappeared into the streets of Nishinari Ward, 2-chome.

The fire in the 3-chome Tokita Shinchi was extinguished in the morning, and the 2-chome was on fire again.

"Fight the fire!"

"It's on fire here!"

Since the founding of the city, Osaka has been a city of active commerce, from the Nanban merchants in Sakai during the Warring States period to the crazy capital of today's crazy proliferation, the city has a large number of rich people, but there are also a greater number of poor people, Nishinari Ward is the dirtiest and messy urban area in Osaka, and the neighbor neighborhood in Nishinari Ward is the slum mark that cannot be erased from the whole of Osaka.

The neighborhood is home to a large number of homeless people known as the Wild Lodgers, and when you enter the alleys, the shacks erected on both sides will make you think you have arrived in a Latin American slum, and the vending machines are full of small brands of drinks and beer from local factories that I don't know.

When it comes to the formation of the neighborly slums, it is inseparable from the economic development of the island nation, and when the urban area of Osaka was rapidly expanding, many people from remote rural areas came to Osaka to work as construction workers and migrant workers.

However, unlike other countries that prefer to build high-rise buildings in urban areas, the construction sites of island countries are more privately built independent houses except for individual large-scale high-rise apartments, with a small amount of work and a short construction period, so naturally there is no condition to provide collective shack accommodation.

Right next to the Ailin Slum is the beautiful Feida Xinji, and ironically, the reason why Feitian Xinchi has become a civilian flower area is inseparable from the manual laborers who used to mainly host the Ailin neighborhood.

In a shack in the Ailin District, two workers wearing hard hats walked in with a worker with a leg injury.

The small shack is full of organs, beds, cooking utensils, old Sony TVs, everything should be there, but compared with ordinary people, the things in the shack are all used for many years, or I don't know if they are second-hand items donated by social groups.

"What's going on?"

Out of the shack came a bald head, also a homeless man from the bottom floor, who lived in a small shack with the injured man.

"I accidentally broke my leg on the construction site." The worker who broke his leg patted the other intact leg carelessly, as if talking about someone else's business.

"Then you won't be able to work, and you won't expect me to make money to support you." The bald head in the shack sat down with the injured man in his arms.

The injured homeless man smiled: "Work injury, work injury, compensation will be paid on the construction site." ”

As soon as he heard that there was compensation, the bald head patted him on the back happily: "It's not good, why didn't you get stoned to death on the construction site, a person like you who has no relatives and no reason, maybe I can still share a little of the pension after death." ”

Like the welfare policies of most countries, the welfare policies of island countries do not really involve the real bottom and marginal social groups such as the homeless.

I'm homeless and I'm poor, so I applied for social assistance for the subsistence allowance – but because the homeless people are homeless and have no identification, the government won't accept them, and you homeless people can't apply for social assistance.

This paradoxical relief bill will perpetuate the scars of Osaka, and there will be no politicians willing to speak up for these marginalized people, and perhaps this embarrassment can only be resolved when all the marginalized people in the neighborhoods die of old age.

"I won't die if you die." The lame homeless man punched back, "It's meaty, are you stewed?" Won today? ”

These homekeepers are already in their fifties and sixties, and no matter how hard they try, they will not get ahead one day, so they simply give up the treatment and work for a day and go to pachinko for three days.

"Earned so much in pachinko today." The bald homeless man gestured the symbol of nine with his fingers.

While the homeless man in the shack was having fun, a loud commotion suddenly sounded in the street outside.

"What's the matter, it's so noisy."

The injured worker was munching on cabbage and looked out of the shack in confusion.

The shack was cramped, and he could see through the curtain with a slight stretch, but he couldn't even do it with his leg and foot injuries.

"I'll take a look." The bald man stood up cross-legged on the ground.

But as soon as he poked half of his body out, he stood motionless in the doorway like a wooden man.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?"

Silent.

Deathly silence.

After a few seconds of silence, the bald head suddenly screamed loudly.

"Lu ...... Lu ......" the bald man's body trembled uncontrollably, and he spread his legs and ran out, "It's Lu Pin (Robin Hood)!" ”

A green scarf fluttered in the dark sky, the sturdy figure jumped back and forth between the neighbor's street lamps, and all the homeless people on the ground looked up at the figure that kept jumping back and forth, and ......

That spectacular rain!

The 10,000 yuan bills that floated down from the sky were a rain of green cherry blossoms composed of Yukichi Fukuzawa.