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"Your Excellency Yoshio, tonight's materials have been prepared, and it will be held at eight o'clock tonight at the No. 1 venue of the Shikoku General Branch. Eight o'clock starts. ”

"I see."

Yoshio Shimizu. A man who has made a name for himself in the Oriental underworld.

He is known to many wealthy people because he is good at painting with the juice of living things. In recent years, because of his bloody painting technique, he has been highly sought after as a master painter in the underground world, where ordinary people can't see it.

Even if his paintings, which only last for a few days, will soon decay and deteriorate, there are still too many rich people who are eager to covet them.

"Human nature is evil, you are right."

Wears a small red hat. A pair of ordinary round glasses. Kneeling on a tatami mat, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a palette in the other, what is depicted on the drawing board in front of you.

Behind him, a ghost figure wearing a wide white sleeved robe, with a mantle and a hideous face with two huge horns, held two pointed daggers in his hands, and stabbed into the back of Shimizu Yoshio's heart again and again.

"Rest assured, old man, tonight. You'll be able to eat again. ”

Although I was stabbed by the ghost shadow behind me again and again. Shimizu Yoshio looked very calm, and even said something with a smile on his face.

Perhaps because of hearing Shimizu Yoshio's words, the huge ghost figure behind Shimizu Yoshio withdrew the two daggers, and then slowly burrowed into Shimizu Yoshio's back.

Soon. The ghost disappeared completely. It's as if it never happened.

"Then, it's time to start preparing."

Yoshio Shimizu stood up and began to pack his things unhurriedly.

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"Seong-hye, 20,000 yen for two people"

On the second basement floor of the Takado Prefectural Hotel on Shikoku Island, at an entrance, two men in black wearing a cat-faced mask exclusive to soy sauce from a certain Toyo ninja manga. They are constantly charging people with various masks as they enter the door.

"10,000 yen for a regular ticket. I didn't expect that there were so many perverts who burned panicked in the Toyo money. ”

Looking at a figure in the door in front of him, Fan Ren, who was wearing a strange smiley mask, shook his head in his heart.

No matter how glamorous the identity is outside, once you enter this door, nine out of ten people can't be regarded as people.

After all, what the perverted old man of Yoshio Shimizu wants to perform is to take blood from living people to paint.

However, since this place is not even his own country, Fan Ren is not willing to take that idleness. After all, this country has its own ghost system, and even the underworld will not necessarily manage this country.

Still, Oriental. This country is already a little abnormal, this situation. It's a normal thing.

Fan Ren and Ao Qingshuang followed the team step by step. Soon walked to the underground venue this time.

A raised platform is at the bottom. Dressed as a boxing ring, there are a series of painting props in the ring. A stool, placed in front of the slippery, was empty.

Around the ring, there are circles of stands. The stairs are arranged like flowers.

This place has the darkest side of the entire East. In addition to Yoshio Shimizu's regular painting performances, black boxing tournaments, underground auctions, and contraband trading are also held. Smuggling of goods, even human trafficking, organ trade and a series of other dark things.

Compared to these, Yoshio Shimizu's blood paintings have become nothing.

Fan Ren and Ao Qingshuang found their seats along the number plate on the back of their chairs and sat down.

After a while. All the seats in the entire stand have been occupied by masked men of different heights, short, fat and thin.

The lights around suddenly converged on the ring, and an old man with great energy, wearing men's Japanese clothes, slowly walked in from the entrance door on the left side of the ring, and then slowly sat in front of the drawing board.

Immediately afterwards, from the right side of the ring, a girl wearing a white gauze skirt with a somewhat pale face was helped into the ring by two men in black.

Then the man in black pressed a switch, on the opposite side of the drawing board. A restrained chair made of iron rose slowly.

The two sturdy men in black. He guided the girl to sit on the chair, and then fixed the girl's hands, feet, and neck to the chair with iron shackles.

It is said that this woman is a minor girl who has a terminal illness and has not been dying for a long time. Under the pursuit of art, he voluntarily devoted himself to art and made noble deeds of painting by example.

As the organizer behind this venue, out of humanitarianism, I will give the family of this poor girl who is very artistic in a one-time humanitarian compensation of 50 million yen.

These are all the people who came to watch Yoshio Shimizu's creations,

And this statement is somewhat true, anyway, everyone understands it. It's nothing more than a pain in the body for these idle. A rich man who is very willing to die is just an excuse to kill people with peace of mind.

Yoshio Shimizu saw that many of the audience had already taken their seats and stood up. After bowing to all around, he pulled out a small box from his bosom. Inside the box were patches of small, sharp blades. Slowly approached the little girl in the restrained chair.

"That's not right......"

Fan Ren frowned and used the sound transmission spell on Ao Qingshuang beside him. Road:

"According to the nature of the use of this venue, after all kinds of transactions, there will definitely be no fewer dead people...... But...... Why don't you have a soul? ”

Ao Qingshuang shook her head when she heard this. Transsonic replied, "Deal with the ghosts." It's not my specialty, and I don't have a problem if you ask me. But...... On Yoshio Shimizu. There must be a problem. ”

Fan Ren nodded. With a more puzzled look, he looked at Yoshio Shimizu.

Reasoning from common sense. Shimizu Yoshio has tortured so many people, there will definitely be a terrible ghost who was tortured by him before his death to find him.

And once the ghost comes to him, even if he has a way to protect himself, that method will be discovered by Fan Ren, who is a ghost.

But strangely, Fan Ren didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Under the stands. Yoshio Shimizu had already used a sharp knife to cut the skin on the arm of the girl on the restraint chair, and red blood flowed down and landed in the utensils that had been prepared in the morning.

The girl's body kept shaking gently.

Before she came here, she had undergone surgery to cut out the pain nerve endings, and although her arm was cut open, it was not painful.

However, knowing that she would die soon, the girl's performance was already very valuable.

That's when it happened. A giant ghost. From Shimizu Yoshio's back, he got out.