After Ashiya Ryo "handled" the police outside, he looked at the panel.

[[The evil tiger in the chest](Mastery)(37100)]

In just about ten minutes, his proficiency of "having an evil tiger in his chest" increased by 8 points again, which was comparable to his profit of leaving for half a day.

——Every time you break through a new level, it is more difficult to obtain proficiency than before.

These 8 proficiency can be said to be an unexpected surprise.

The ferocious evil tiger crawled beside him, with a lazy expression.

It seems like the state of a beast after eating, its temperament seems to be much gentler.

‘If this trend continues, you won’t become a fat tiger, right?’

Ryo Ashiya complained in his heart.

I wonder if it was his illusion, as his proficiency in "the evil tiger with a chest" continued to increase, this illusory big cat is becoming more and more spiritual?

Judging from the performance just now, it cannot swallow all the yin energy at once.

After reaching a certain limit, the evil tiger no longer continues to speak.

I think there is still a process of digestion and absorption.

Eating too much is easy to get over.

The yin energy emitted in the house is rapidly dissipating, like mist melting in the sun.

"Squeak--"

The door slowly opened and Yuta Akaba walked out of it.

Exhausted with a rare expression.

He pulled out a cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it.

The cigarette butts were in a daze in the night, and then a faint smoke came out of their mouths.

——In Ryo Ashiya’s impression, this is also the first time that Yuta Akaba has smoked.

"Liao, come in and have a look."

Ryo Ashiya thought about it and took the oil painting beside him - to prevent Seikawa Natsu from being taken away by others.

Following Akaba Teacher, Ryo Ashiya walked into this ordinary house.

As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of blood mixed with the residual yin energy penetrated into his nose.

Ryo Ashiya frowned.

Anyway, the smell of blood is too strong.

It was several times more intense than the smell he smelled by the smite Sakura.

There is still a little residual yin energy around it.

But it can be seen that they are dissipating quickly.

The same was true for Chieki Konu last time.

If the roots are lost, the yin energy will be like a rootless duckweed and will soon dissipate on its own.

Look around.

This small household is built inside, and it is also very ordinary.

It is the internal structure of ordinary Japanese families, and there is nothing special about it.

Ashiya Ryo's keen sense of smell, but from the smell of blood, he smelled one or two points of medicinal herbs. Perhaps the owner of this house needs to take medicine for a long time.

The smell of blood came from the second floor.

"Come with me."

Yuta Akaba took Ryo Ashiya to the second floor.

As soon as he walked up the narrow stairs, Ryo Ashiya narrowed his eyes.

On the aisle on the second floor, there was a pool of dark red blood that had begun to condense.

That stretches out from a bedroom.

Such a large amount of bleeding is by no means an ordinary killing, at least it is the degree of "slaughter". Ashiya's conscience became heavier.

Yuta Akaba has long turned a blind eye to such a situation.

Having seen a deeper night, I naturally would not react to a small haze.

He came to the door, his tone was different from the usual lightness.

"Liang, the pictures you see next may cause psychological shadows on you."

"It doesn't matter if you want to vomit."

Ashiya Ryo nodded gently and walked to the door.

Yuta Akaba turned on the light.

The light illuminates the small room.

scarlet!

What hit my face was scarlet red.

The blood splashed out, leaving a blood-red mark on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

A man covered in blood was lying on the floor.

Beside him was the broken limb.

The white bone stubble is particularly dazzling under the light.

It can be seen that it would be the appearance of a middle-aged woman when pieced together.

Even if this picture is just described in detail, it will make people feel a deep discomfort.

Once you see it, it is difficult to expel it from memory.

For ordinary people, it is more likely to leave a shadow that cannot be forgotten for life.

Purgatory on earth!

Ryo Ashiya searched in his mind for a long time and only found this word to describe it.

Even if it was him, it would be unpleasant at this time.

The visual impact, coupled with the rich fishy smell in the room.

It made Ashiya Ryo's face turn pale, and a wave of uproar came from his abdomen.

He gritted his teeth and endured it with great perseverance, and his expression soon became clear.

‘I have to get used to this situation as soon as possible.’

Ryo Ashiya could understand the purpose of Yuta Akaba brought him here.

I am telling myself that the world here is cruel!

Nothing can make people understand this bloody truth better than this bloody and terrifying real picture.

Yuta Akaba looked at Ryo Ashiya's reaction and sighed again.

‘It seems you... are born to fit this world.’

When he first saw a dead person, he couldn't help but vomit it out, and he couldn't bear to see any meat for three or four days.

This adaptability is much better than him.

But Yuta Akaba didn't know that Ryo Ashiya was not born to adapt to such a tragic situation.

He was also putting his memory, witnessing bloody and violent scenes again and again, and after his training will, he could barely adapt.

Ryo Ashiya calmed down and continued to observe the scene in the room.

The male is not old, probably the age of a high school student.

The surface of his skin was dehydrated and wrinkled and cracked.

The eye sockets are unusually prominent, but they do not have any spirit.

There are less obvious tears in the corners of the eyes.

The whole person is like a withered old tree trunk, and he can't feel any vitality all over his body.

There is still a kitchen knife that takes off your hands?

The blade became obviously very dull, with broken bones and meat remaining on it.

Ryo Ashiya: "This is..."

"This is the end of ordinary people pursuing extraordinary power."

Yuta Akaba slowly opened his mouth, and his side face cast a layer of shadow under the light.
To be continued...