There is a general misconception about Adachi Ward, believing that the security here is rotten.

In fact, the law and order in Adachi Ward is okay, and people only have a 10 percent chance of encountering theft, robbery, and harassment by drunks.

Aozawa had dinner at home, changed into a clean long-sleeved T-shirt and slacks.

Wearing a cap and a black shark mask, he strolls through the Adachi district.

Qing Ze wanted to find a suitable hypnotic object to test the limit of hypnosis, or the limit state that the human body can reach.

It is said that the human body has a limiter, which can protect people from using the power that does not damage their own flesh.

Can hypnosis break this physical limiter?

For example, he hypnotized a person to resolutely not die until he hacked thirty people to death.

Could that man be able to hack thirty people to death and then die?

Or, rather, let a person jump from the first floor to the second floor without the help of any tools.

Whether hypnosis can lead to the limits of the physical body is the problem that Qing Ze has to consider at present.

From what he knew, he was at his strongest in the first week.

In the second week, if you have a new superpower, the old one will drop rapidly.

For example, his telekinesis, which was so strong in the first week that he used steel as mud to play with, has become very difficult to even hold him up now.

What experiments are there, test best in the first week, and then hypnosis yourself is applied.

Let's see if we can turn him into an athlete or a top student.

Until then, we must find a few "guinea pigs" to experiment with the upper limit of hypnotic ability.

……

In the darkness outside the brilliant neon, the poorly touched street lamps flickered and flickered, combined with the silent bridge and the silent flowing river, forming an eerie atmosphere.

Takehiro Iwama didn't care about the horror movie scenes he feared the most, he stood by the bridge in a daze, staring at the river, as if something was tugging at his sight and soul inside.

Let's go down.

If you go down, you can end everything.

There was a voice in my heart calling like this, and my hands and feet climbed over the guardrail of the bridge, ready to meet the embrace of the river.

"Do you want to kill yourself?"

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Takehiro Iwama was very surprised, it was all at this point, and there were still people on this path.

He turned his head, and someone was walking at the end of the bridge, about 1.8 meters tall, and he didn't look fat.

His face is unknown, wearing a black mask with a shark motif, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

"Can you tell me why?"

I don't know if it's the words or the eyes, Iwama Takehiro's heart inexplicably filled with a sense of relief, and subconsciously said: "Because I did something irreparably wrong, I deserve to die."

If it weren't for the fact that I had a lot of gambling debts at the pachinko shop in Kitasenju that I couldn't repay, Kikuko wouldn't have let those brutes take them away, play with them, and then commit suicide. ”

Thinking of Kikuko in front of him, he stared at him with desperate and blank eyes, wiped his neck with a blade, and sprayed blood on the snow-white mountains that he was once proud of and cherished.

More than any words, Iwama Takehiro blames himself, and even wants to commit suicide to accompany the other party.

It's just that Kikuko won't like an incompetent man like him to be by his side.

He thought of going outside, finding a random place to commit suicide, and becoming a lonely ghost was the proper destination for a man like him.

"How can you be blamed for this matter, if it wasn't for the pachinko seduction, if it wasn't for those people who caused you to get involved in gambling, you wouldn't have become like this."

Qing Ze activated his hypnotic ability and said in a deep voice: "Kill them, only by killing those people can you get peace and have the face to go down to see Juzi."

You can't die until you kill that bastard who ruined your family! ”

"Yes, you're right, I'm going to kill them!"

Takehiro Iwama's dead heart is like dry wood meets a match, rubbing and burning.

He can't die like this, he must avenge Kikuko and kill them!

Qing Ze's eyes flashed with excitement, and after an hour and a half of shopping, he finally caught the perfect hypnotic object.

The rest is up to the person to break the limits of the human body.

……

Gambling is prohibited in Japan.

But pachinko is either gambling or selling marbles, and there happens to be a shop next to it that sells merchandise, and you can use marbles to buy dolls and so on.

There are also shops that allow people to exchange merchandise for cash.

The law can't prohibit the acquisition of people's peripherals.

Just like horse racing, people are willing to spend money to care for poor horses just out of love for them.

How can such a loving act be said to be a harmful thing like gambling?

Therefore, in Japan, where gambling is prohibited, pachinko and horse racing are legal things.

Pachinko shops can be swaggered in prime locations.

Horse racing can even advertise itself, invest in an animation to beautify the horse racing industry, and attract more young people to enter the industry as leeks.

Aosawa arrives outside a pachinko shop in Kitasenju.

He took off his mask, bought a bottle of orange juice from the vending machine, opened the tab, and leaned against the wall to look at Ishino Financial next to the pachinko shop.

It's 8:51 p.m. and there are quite a few pedestrians on the streets.

Kita-Senju is the busiest area in Adachi Ward, and although it is not a sleepless street like Kabukicho, it is not left without people at eight or nine o'clock.

Qing Ze silently took a sip of cold orange juice.

Takehiro Iwama appears on the street.

This one's figure is thin, and he belongs to the kind of material that makes people feel like reading at a glance.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he hurried towards Ishino Finance, holding the machete inside his coat in one hand like a gasping beast.

The pedestrians around him felt that something was wrong with him at a glance, so they avoided him one after another, and looked at him with curiosity.

Japanese people are not interested in fancy dress, but a person who is clearly not in the right state can still arouse their curiosity.

Especially the direction in which Takehiro Iwama is heading.

Many young people stopped and quietly watched.

Two ill-looking Jimichi were walking down from the second floor, and when they saw Takehiro Iwama holding his coat in one hand, they immediately became vigilant, "Who are you?" ”

One of them even took out a switchblade from his bosom to threaten him.

In their line of work, it is normal to fight and seek revenge.

Many gamblers who lose red-eyed or who owe money and don't pay it back, think that they can rely on their blood to stage the kind of underworld movie, where one person picks up a group of scenes.

However, a movie is always a movie.

"The murderer of Kikuko, I will kill you!"

Takehiro Iwama roared, lifted his coat, and the machete in his hand slashed like lightning.

The nearest little brother subconsciously blocked with his hands.

The blade sliced through the flesh and touched the bones, "Ah! ”

The pain was so sharp that he wailed.

Another took out a switchblade and said angrily: "You are looking for death!" ”

The switchblade stabs forward.

Takehiro Iwama didn't even bother with the knife that stabbed him in the body, and his empty left fist slammed into the bridge of the man's nose.

Creak, the sound of the bridge of his nose shattering, tears and snot blood, the man's vision was suddenly blurred, and he forgot to use the knife that stabbed Takehiro Iwama in the body.

Then, Iwama pulled out his machete and slashed at his neck, slashing hard, spurting a large amount of blood on the side wall.

He stepped up the stairs like a demon god.