Suddenly, she didn't really want to kill these two people.

Peeping at their happiness like a mouse, I seem to get some comfort from it.

"Your name is Tina, right?" Rentaro started to evade, "Can we sit down and have a good talk?"

"No, the master asked me to kill you." Tina said.

"I can see that you don't want to do that. Killing someone is an extremely painful thing for you." Rentaro showed his gentle side.

"I have no turning back." Tina said, raising her gun and walking out of the dark alley.

"Wait a minute, according to the positioning, you are now in Kabukicho, Shinjuku. There are too many people, so retreat."

Just when she was about to walk out of the darkness, Ayn Rand's voice pulled her back again.

Tina stepped back step by step, staring deeply at Rentaro and the two.

Not hatred, not murderous intent, not resentment.

It's more like the last look of a suicide before jumping off the building.

Through her eyes, her heart was asking the outside world... silently for help!

Like a blazing fire.

"I know a person who may give you a place to stay. If you want to change everything, come to me!" Rentaro's heart trembled, and he shouted immediately in desperation.

The voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

"Rentaro~" Aihara Enju tugged on his sleeve with a little fear.

At this time, Rentaro realized that there were already a lot of melon-eating people surrounding him.

They all stared at Aihara Enju's red hole, showing disgust, fear, and hatred without concealment. Many people even directly cursed Aihara Enju and told him to get out of Tokyo.

"That seems to be the police? Is this girl the Initiator?"

"What about the police? They are working with them and they are using our taxes for nothing."

"If I hadn't despised the cursed son, I would have worked as a policeman, working five days a week and getting subsidies from the government!"

"Why do we need to raise cursed children when there are already stone tablets? They all should have been euthanized a few years ago after spending so much money."

"Euthanasia? They are worse than cats and dogs. How do they have the right to enjoy the same treatment as pets?"

"Get out, you are not welcome here!"

Countless insults were like blades piercing into the chest, Lan Yuan Yanzhu’s eyes were filled with tears, “Why can’t everyone live in harmony?”

Rentaro frowned, feeling her trembling body, and veins popped up on his forehead.

Unable to bear it, he pulled out his pistol, glanced around in a panic, and pointed the gun at one person after another.

Damn it, which one should I shoot?

But every face was extremely ugly, as if they had fallen into a hell filled with evil spirits.

"He still wants to attack us!"

"You're a little brat with no hair at all, you've got the guts to beat us all to death!"

"Did you really think you were the only one with a gun?"

A group of delinquent youths in their early twenties were arrogant and provocative, relying on the strength of the crowd to do whatever they wanted. Some of them got excited and took out the pistols in their trouser pockets.

The surrounding police officers could not continue to watch the show and could only arrest those few armed with firearms.

There was chaos for a while, and people scattered.

In the noise, Rentaro heard a conversation that sent chills down his spine.

"Hey, where did Kazuya go? I didn't see him all night."

"It seems that they followed the demonstration."

"Aren't you in Shinjuku?"

"They went to the outer area, probably to vent their anger on the Cursed Son."

"Wow, it's so exciting. Do you want to go?"

"Well, I have nothing to do tonight anyway, let's go!"

"Then wait until I go back and get the machete."

Rentaro looked at the retreating figures of a dozen teenagers with colored hair, his mind idle.

"Rentaro, what do they mean?" Aihara Enju also heard it.

"Go! Go to the shelter!"

Rentaro's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He kicked a gangster and commandeered his motorcycle.

"Sister Kisara, it's too late to explain, go to the shelter!" He did not forget to call Tendou Kisara's phone number.

When he wanted to notify Chu Xin, he was surprised to find that he didn't seem to have his contact information.

I called Matsuzaki and others, but none of them could get through.
Chapter completed!