The huge monster "Heartbreaker" was completely reduced to ashes under the burning of the green fox fire, and was blown into the air by the cold wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In my opinion, this scene is shocking, and this strange desperate scream is earth-shattering, but all this does not attract any audience. At the end of the alley in the distance, there were occasional pedestrians, but no one stopped, and no one looked into the alley, as if they could not hear or see anything.

Even the middle-aged man with a switchblade in his hand and a threat to pounce on me only stopped, his eyes straightened, and he did not react to all this.

This is...... I'm the only one who can hear and see, right?

But at the moment when the heartless person was burned by the fox fire, my body suddenly had some unexpected reactions.

I felt as the monster was destroyed, and some filamentous substance, barely visible to the naked eye, was withdrawn from its body, and I seemed to become a magnet, sucking them in and slowly incorporating them into my body.

All of this is not under my control at all, and the essence-like substances flow to me and are absorbed by me. And when my body absorbed them, the faint mysterious white light that followed in my body suddenly shone and flowed slightly faster.

Is it it? Is it absorbing something that makes itself stronger?

Blame, is it its food?

But I didn't have time to communicate with the mysterious force within me, because my thoughts were interrupted by the middle-aged man who was about to attack me before.

The middle-aged man suddenly screamed "ah", and the switchblade in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang long".

He suddenly held his head with his hands and squatted down with a painful expression.

I hesitated for a moment, but slowly moved closer to him. I didn't dare get too close, for I wasn't sure if he would jump up and pounce on me next, though there was nothing strange about him anymore.

The place where the giant bite of the previous heartbreaker, that is, his head, was left with bright red blood holes on the forehead, temples, and back of the head.

There wasn't really blood coming out, so he probably wouldn't have noticed that his body had actually been damaged, leaving wounds that needed to heal slowly.

"You...... You okay? I asked cautiously, holding Liqing's firer tightly in my hand, keeping a certain distance from him.

I was nervous too. Although Liqing's fire engine is very powerful and burns all the heartless and resentful to death, I'm not sure if it will work for ordinary humans.

"Right...... I'm sorry! The man with his head in his hands and his face buried in his knees suddenly sobbed and muffled, "I don't know what's wrong with me......"

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the impact of monsters on people is really huge, especially this kind of powerful monster that has reached the middle level.

"It's all right," I reassured him, pretending to forget that he was going to stab me with a knife so as not to provoke him again, "can you stand up?" ”

The man looked up, and I saw that his eyes were already filled with tears.

"My legs are a little weak, let me sit here for a while." The man's body seemed to suddenly relax, and he completely lost his strength, and squatted on the ground.

I hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and crouched down not far from him.

As I got closer, I deliberately kicked the switchblade on the ground a little farther away.

After calming down for a while, the man let out a long, painful breath.

He held out a hand and pointed to the lively tavern across the alley.

The tavern was brightly lit, and behind the bright glass, the smiling faces of the guests were clearly recognizable.

"The man who cornered me is there." The man said, "Today, there, there is even my wife." ”

I suddenly understood the reason why he had just broken down so much, it turned out to be a very common script, and things even seemed a little bloody.

But I understand that the more unbizarre things are, the more devastating they become. For example, the hatred of killing the father, the hatred of taking the wife, such as cheating, betrayal, and being trampled underfoot, the dignity is lost.

My experience can be regarded as bloody, the exclusion and abandonment of relatives, and the inability to return home, I know that this can be very painful for people's spirits.

"Young man, do you know what the most vicious murder weapon in the world is?" The man asked me with a pained expression.

"Huh?" I looked at him puzzled.

"It's tongue! You are still young, and you may not know how many harmful things a person can do by using his tongue! ”

In the man's tone, there was anger, hatred, and even remorse. I really can't understand this very well, because my interactions with my family and friends are relatively uneventful, and my personality is not very self-motivated, so no one sees me as a threat, so there is no need to use such high-end skills against me. For me they are usually ignored and red. Naked mockery.

So, was the man in front of him hurt by other people's tongues to the point of almost collapsing?

But he was in a very unstable mood right now, and he couldn't tell what had happened to him. His eyes were fixed on the tavern, and as a group of men and women walked out of the tavern laughing, the man's body suddenly trembled violently.

It seems that I can't control my emotions a little anymore.

I followed his gaze, which had been fixed on a middle-aged man in the middle of the crowd. The man was about the same age as him, but taller, more handsome, more well-dressed, and more suave.

The man leaned sideways and smiled and talked to the other man next to him, looking pleasant. His temperament is very calm, and his eyes are full of light, which seems to be very deep in the city.

I can't see that he is a wicked person who has driven others to such a point.

I looked at the man and my heart pounded.

He reminded me of the many people who used to be around me, also in such suits and leather shoes, and with a good demeanor. I used to get along with them sincerely, and I felt that they were so pleasant and easy to deal with. But then I found that sometimes they just right to expose the secrets and weaknesses that others are least willing to reveal to the people they should not know.

The world is in chaos, but they show innocent eyes. I also thought that it was all an unintentional mistake, and that those who did not know were not guilty. But when I was mercilessly swept away by such a person, I suddenly wavered and doubted my previous thoughts.

I didn't know the people in front of me, but I felt so familiar. At this moment, I suddenly realized that these hypocrites who are dignified and secretly harmful, do they also have some kind of strange existence in them?