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The car drove towards the city and encountered several waves of scattered modified humans along the way, but they were all cleared out by Qin Lu in time.

I witnessed Qin Lu's miraculous movements throughout the whole process, which were like the ultimate aesthetics of violence. Every punch hit the flesh, and none of the modified humans could leave an intact body.

The driver couldn't tell who the monster was.

He is already in his fifties, has two children, and his granddaughter has already started kindergarten. His life was originally perfect, and with half of his body buried in the ground, what he experienced tonight brought back the passionate memories of his youth.

From fear to helplessness, and then to the excitement at this moment, it seems as if something extraordinary is happening.

He seemed to have returned to his youth, that era of passion and enthusiasm.

At this moment, he felt that his old bones were still functioning properly!

Looking at the seemingly thin back through the car window, the old master was very tactful and kept silent, pretending that he saw nothing. At the same time, he warned himself in his heart that everything that happened tonight would rot in his stomach.

Qin Lu twisted his wrist, letting the rain wash away the blood on his arm. He then returned to the car and started it again.

This time, unlike the previous Harajuku district, these monsters have obviously been greatly strengthened.

The speed is faster, and the skin of some special individuals has a light golden luster, which greatly increases their defense and makes their skin and flesh thicker. It takes a lot of effort to achieve this.

After a brief fight, Qin Lu clearly felt that if he had not obtained the power of the corpse bone vein and it was himself who came last time, he would have been killed instantly.

To put it in a more vivid way, all the lv.1 minions have been transformed into elite monsters with high health and high defense.

The number is not known yet, but if a large number of them pour into Kyoto, it will inevitably cause great turmoil.

Furthermore, if it is allowed to develop, it may be a disaster for Kyoto.

Qin Lu is not a saint. He cannot deal with so many modified people at the same time. Moreover, he is now a thorn in the eyes of the so-called top leaders, a rat crossing the street. This is their responsibility.

Everyone has his own selfish desires, and he knows his inner thoughts very well.

Rather than becoming a savior, Qin Lu still thinks that he should find his companions first. As for what to do afterwards, that is something to consider later.

As for saving the world, whoever wants to go can go, he is not worthy of it anyway.

Qin Lu calmed his mind and sat quietly in the car. As they got closer to the city, there were more and more cars on the road.

From time to time, he heard a "beep" sound. When he turned his eyes to the window, he finally arrived in Kyoto.

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The wipers kept scraping, and the careless cyborg wasted a lot of time cleaning up along the way. When he arrived at his destination, it was already 7:40 in the evening.

It was more than half an hour later than expected, but fortunately we were not late and arrived in time before eight o'clock.

Qin Lu got off the bus at the sidewalk on the street. The steel shed extending above his head could provide temporary shelter from the rain.

He was already soaked. He turned on the air conditioner in the car for a while and then simply wiped himself with the towel the driver gave him. It didn't help, but it was better than nothing.

Getting out of the car, he shook off the rain from his hair and raised his hand to say goodbye to the old master.

The old man turned around and gave him a thumbs-up, smiling with his teeth showing, and gave him a look of taking care. Then he closed the car door, and the orange lightning disappeared from the corner of the street.

The sound of rain gradually stopped, and the previous heavy downpour slowly became lighter.

A gust of cold wind whistled past, and Qin Lu subconsciously tightened his collar and shivered. The suit was originally tight, and now it was wet and sticky to the skin, making it very uncomfortable.

He glanced around.

The sushi restaurant next to me has already put up a sign saying it is closed. Apart from a few lights scattered around in the nearly 20-meter radius, there is no one moving around.

He nodded in satisfaction and observed the street corner to make sure there were no cameras nearby. Then he hid in the shadows and took off his clothes neatly, leaving only the last layer of protection.

Daily necessities were very cheap. He only spent a few points, bought a few dry towels in the store to wipe himself clean, and then exchanged them for a new set of clothes.

The business people in suits and ties have turned into sunny and handsome students.

Qin Lu didn't know where this school uniform came from. He just thought that the blue and white plaid shirt suited his temperament, so he put it on.

He threw all the replaced items into the trash can on the corner of the street.

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The figure appeared under the street light again. Qin Lu walked forward and lowered his head to check the destination on the mobile phone map navigation again.

Teng Kee Fishing House.

This is the address that Nobara Kugisaki sent him yesterday.

This street is not as prosperous as the one in the city center, but it is not dilapidated either. The old-fashioned neon lofts, with dark red walls covered with moss, are made of bricks and tiles, and the tallest one is only three stories high.

The streets were filled with spices, food... and the smell of the sea that he could smell wherever he went. After the rain, there was also a faint smell of mold.

The structure and layout here are very similar to the urban-rural fringe that Qin Lu was familiar with in his previous life.

Perhaps it is because of the remote geographical location and the heavy rain.

This time should be the time when office workers get off work, families gather together to have fun, and nightlife begins. However, now it is extremely deserted, and many shops have closed early.

Qin Lu was walking casually as usual, but when he was less than ten meters away from the fishing house and diagonally opposite, he suddenly stopped.

"What's going on..." He frowned, looking puzzled.

Under his feet, in a place he didn't even notice, a faint red thread floated free and then silently penetrated into his body.

He didn't notice it beforehand, but the resulting restlessness caught his attention.

He became irritable for no reason, his heart beat faster, and a flash of blood appeared in his eyes in an instant.

A bloodthirsty impulse forced him to clench his fists.

But the strange thing was that this feeling came and went quickly. He just suppressed his irritation and blinked a few times, and his vision immediately became clear.

The sudden change aroused his vigilance.

As if there was some force guiding him, Qin Lu looked up at the sky.

It was originally a rainstorm, and the overhead was covered with thick dark clouds. However, as time went by, the clouds gradually thinned, and a small corner of the moon hidden among them appeared.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the moon in his eyes turned red.

With the blood moon in the sky, under the boundless sky, he began to feel uneasy again, as if a violent aura was affecting his thoughts.

"Damn, there must be something wrong."

Qin Lu thought to himself that he didn’t know what was going on, so he could only force himself to block out the negative emotions and then walked towards the fishing house.

The fishy smell became stronger and stronger. He didn't like the smell, so he had to cover his nose with one hand and push open the drawer door.

creak-

Stepping over the threshold and standing at the entrance, Qin Lu's pupils shrank.

There was another door in the inner room, but it was broken and most of it had collapsed, leaving only a small piece at the bottom.

The weak light in the room spilled out. The door panel had irregular fractures and was full of stubble, as if it had been violently smashed open. The scattered wood blocks on the ground were stained with obvious blood stains, which had dried and turned dark red.

"Oops……"

Qin Lu's heart sank suddenly and he went in through the broken door.

The room was quiet, with a light on in the corner, but the room was a mess.

He didn't go to the wrong place, and he wasn't late, but the person he had agreed to meet was nowhere to be seen...