Intruders of the Moon World

Especially in Japan, where the underworld is legalized, the underworld is simply operated as a company (in fact, in some climates, it is basically a formally registered company).

They speak faith, but they will also use bloody family law, and they will retaliate with an eye for an eye in revenge!

At this moment, pure "violence" can be seen everywhere in the new capital of Fuyuki City.

Hand-to-hand combat, weapon fighting, murder, manslaughter, gang fights, one-on-one fights... It seems that the development of human imagination to the extreme can only find these kinds of fighting methods, and at this moment, all the above methods are here. Gloriously staged.

But what is strange is that the party that took the initiative to attack neither plundered wealth, nor did it use the banner of revenge for someone, nor did it designate a certain target that must be killed.

They seem to just want to fight, it doesn't matter who the opponent is, it's like being cold and cold when they are hungry...

"Are they crazy!"

The middle-aged man in the white suit covered his bleeding forehead with a towel: "He actually went to war with all the gangs at the same time... Is old man Fujimura crazy?"

He didn't understand why Fujimura Raihua, the biggest leader of Fuyuki City, would do this. If it was for the purpose of fighting for territory, there was absolutely no need to do this.With the strength of the Fujimura group, they can drive others out as long as they put pressure on them, so why use the worst means? !

After such a commotion, the matter is no longer an internal conflict of the underworld. Even if the Fujimura group can successfully defeat all forces, they will have to face the angry police department in the end...

Fujimura Raihua... Is that old man who ruled the city in the dark really such an irrational person?

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"What on earth do you want to do? Killing everything is not your style." The chief of police was sitting on one side of the tea tray, and on the other side was an old man with a deep face and wearing a black haori - Fujimura Raihua.

One is the head of the Fujimura group, and the other is the immediate superior of the police. It can be said that they are the two at the center of this turmoil.But at this moment they are drinking tea and chatting quietly here, like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

The head of the police chief smiled and said, "You are so old, don't get angry easily, do you still think you are a young man in your [-]s and [-]s? ...It’s enough to teach you a lesson, there’s no need to make it so big.”

He thought it was Fujimura Raihua showing the majesty of the head of the underworld, so he persuaded: "I think it's almost the same now, stop while you can still control it."

Fujimura Raihua remained silent, drank a cup of tea slowly, and said bitterly: "If I could stop, I would have stopped already."

"Huh?" The director noticed something strange, "You...have a knife today, what's wrong? You haven't used this knife for more than ten years!"

"I have something to ask you." Lei Hua looked at the rockery in the courtyard and said, "Just this time...just this time, the police department should not interfere!"

"Are you serious...what happened?" The director was taken aback. Once Lei Hua used this tone, it meant that the matter was irreversible.

"I have a granddaughter..."

"Dahe, I've seen that girl before, she's very energetic... What's wrong with her?"

"Kidnapped." Lei Hua laughed at himself, "The old man's granddaughter, the underworld princess, was kidnapped."

The chief of police took a deep breath. He knew the importance of this granddaughter to Lei Hua, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he could die for her!

But there is also a question: why was it kidnapped, and how was it kidnapped?

Black eat black?

"I don't know... None of the bodyguards were injured, but they can't remember how Dahe was kidnapped, it seems that he encountered a supernatural event..."

Lei Hua frowned: "The other party doesn't want money or territory, but only one request: to create a chaotic scene comparable to a natural disaster. Otherwise... I don't dare to bet!"

The Chief of Police thought for a moment, and his face darkened: "This is not what the madman did on the spur of the moment. I am afraid there is some kind of plan. What you are asked to do is just a part of the plan. The other party may be a mental patient with a high IQ... . Tricky."

With his experience in handling cases, he has glimpsed the truth of the matter in a sense, but it doesn't help.

Lei Hua said in a deep voice: "I have told the young people below to restrain themselves as much as possible, and will minimize the harm to ordinary citizens, old man, just help me this time... Otherwise, even if it is I don’t hesitate to be an enemy of the Police Department!”

"Yes...then I have something to do, Lei Hua...you have this awareness, right?" the director got up and left without waiting for an answer.

Lei Hua sighed: "This is also a helpless thing..."

The chief of police did not intend to directly dispatch personnel to fight against the Fujimura group, of course not because of his friendship with Lei Hua, but for a very practical reason - the strength of the police in the local area is not as good as that of the Fujimura group.

Before the support is received, the police force is only used to protect the citizens and it will be stretched... But if the behavior of the Fujimura group does not stop after the support arrives, I am afraid...

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"Go away, kid, don't get in the way!"

The ferocious man raised the steel pipe in his hand, Ye Qing looked at him coldly: "It's too big!"

At some point, Muramasa was out of the sheath, Ye Qing twisted his shoulder, his wrist trembled, and instantly stabbed the man under the armpit.

The man screamed, the steel pipe fell to the ground, Ye Qing jumped up and slashed with his backhand, the back of the knife hit the man's head, causing him to faint.

"...It's okay, you guys go quickly." Ye Qing turned around and said to the timid mother and daughter.

"Thank you, thank you!" The young mother hugged her daughter, didn't have time to think about what was unreasonable, she just thanked the child Ye Qing, and then hurried away.

This place is already on the verge of turmoil, and they will be safe if they go out.

"What exactly is going on?"

Ye Qing's face was heavy: "This degree of commotion... Could it be that a magician or a servant is making trouble?"

"You are really boring... When you see one, go up and help, and you can only walk less than one kilometer in an hour. It is impossible for us to reach the center of the riot before dawn."

"Are you really not going to help?"

Niang Xing said displeased: "It's just a miscellaneous cultivator, don't you think you are a saint?"

"Bugs are worms, trash is trash, if you want to kill each other, let them go. I just need to watch them fall into the ugly quagmire on the shore, and use their ugly appearance to please myself."

Chapter 29 The Holy Grail: The Appearance

What is "evil"?

The answer is: unclean.

What is "sin"

The answer is: non-desire.

What is "good"?

The answer is: One thought.

If evil is ugly and dirty, is good beautiful and clean?

If it is not "good", must it be "evil"?

The answer is no, the vast majority of things in this world are not pure evil or good, but more of the chaos between the two.

Human beings are a kind of chaotic creatures. Whether it is spiritual or physical, there is no absolute standard and no perfect model.Everything is changing all the time, sliding towards a chaotic and unknowable state.

But there was once such a theory in the stock of human thought.

Good and evil are opposite and irreconcilable existences.

The boundary in the middle is clear. There is no existence in a state of ambiguity and chaos in this world, and everything can be divided.

What is good is evil, what is evil is good.

The ancient dualism of good and evil is the fundamental teaching of Persian Zoroastrianism.

In this worldview, human beings were created by gods to help "good" fight against "evil".

Therefore, human beings can only be "good", and there is no possibility other than "good"!

So what is "evil"?

It is a demon that tempts humans to degenerate, an existence that is not pure but not lustful, and an existence that humans cannot touch, talk to, or nurture.

Good and evil are opposed to each other, like light and shadow.Where are the demons that correspond to humans?

People did not find the devil.

They began to be afraid: If there is no devil, then who should bear the "evil"?Could it be us?

Finally, the elders and priests in the village thought of a way.

"If not, wouldn't it be good to make one?"

They chose an ordinary young man, gouged out his eyes, picked off his bones, cut off the root of his tongue, leaving only a breathing nose so that he could survive.

People threw stones at the young man, cursed the name of the devil, and pushed all the evil on him, as if he was the root of all evil.

In the endless curses of people, even if the youth dies, his soul cannot rest in peace.

In the sins and curses poured out by human beings, he really became the source of all evils, just as people expected, he really became a "demon".

And people's sins have sustenance, since they have absolute "evil", they have become absolute "good".

Only on the oldest stone slabs can you occasionally see the name of the devil, that taboo name that cannot be mentioned, as long as you think of it, it seems to be sullied.

——Angra Mainyu.

Namely "Avengers".

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malicious.

Endless malice poured into Irisviel's body, and for some reason, she herself was like a magnet attracting these wandering negative wills.

Killing intent, anger, jealousy, despair, ridicule, nothingness, low self-esteem, frenzy...

Compared with the real "evil", they are nothing worth mentioning, and there is a huge difference in both quality and quantity.

But instead of using one bomb to detonate another, a small fuse is all that is needed.

Just a tiny spark, and something beyond the threshold overflows!

"Assassin...what are you after?"

Irisviel was lying on the stage, with the assassin guarding her side like a knight.

He said lightly: "I am no longer qualified to pursue anything... For those who have given up everything, wanting to regret it is just asking for shame."

"Really, it's so pitiful... You seem to have lost a lot of things, why did you come to this point? Can't you find them back?"

"I... never tried to get it back."

The assassin said sadly: "When the flowers wither, no matter how unwilling they are, all that remains are dead branches."

"Why don't you pick it off when it's in bloom?" Irisviel asked with a smile, "'A flower blooms and a beard breaks'...that's an ancient oriental verse someone taught me, gave it to you......"

This smile was too pure, and even the flames rising from her body seemed extraordinarily holy.

As the Little Holy Grail, she has only absorbed three followers, Lancer, Caster, and Rider, and the Holy Grail container is far from full.