Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

He is a member of the local administrative office in charge of public security management, and he has dealt with Komaji many times. Because of Komaji's problems, he has been scolded by the leaders many times, and he has long hated his teeth.

"One hundred big boards! Hit me!"

After bringing Komaji back to the enforcing office, and bound his hands and feet with iron chains, he ordered his subordinates to behave humanely.

"This...an adult can't stand ten boards one by one. With a hundred boards, he probably won't survive tomorrow."

"This bastard, now he can be severely punished. It is best to kill him directly! How many times have he been arrested in the past few years and he still refuses to repent, why not die!"

"That is, the sufferer who was stolen comes every day, who can bear it? It's just killing a thief, shouldn't it?"

"Okay,,, okay."

Komaji remained silent, watching these people.

These people said they wanted to kill him, but he didn't have any hatred in his heart, because he was weak, because he deserved it.

Soon, the punishment came.

Bang!

The solid hardwood was slammed down hard and hit Komaji's body, making a dull sound.

That strength, without the slightest release of water, can really kill people.

Komaji gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Boom!Boom!Boom. . . .

One muffled sound after another sounded in the dark interrogation room.

Soon, the one hundred big boards were beaten by four people from the enforcement office in turn. I only felt pain in the back of my hand, and the place where I was beaten was already bruised and purple, and there was no good meat left.

What is surprising is that Komaji is still awake, and now his physique is much stronger than that of a healthy adult in his 20s.

He had a calm face, only frowning occasionally when the wound was involved.

"You boy, let me catch you again, next time two hundred big boards! Get out!"

Because of his age, Komaji was released again.

He dragged his body and walked home with difficulty step by step.

The original dilapidated house, thanks to Komaji's efforts, looks much better now.

When he was at the door, Komaji mobilized the muscles on his face and smiled.

"Father, hey, I was accidentally dropped when I was moving goods for someone today. I may have to rest for a few days. I just happened to be with you."

Pretending to be okay, while laughing, Komaji pushed open the door with one hand.

However, what came into his sight was the dead body of his father hanging from the beam with a hemp rope around his neck.

Boom!

The heart suddenly stopped, and then beat violently. Komaji was stunned for a moment, and then, regardless of the severe pain of the wound, he hurriedly put his father down from the beam.

"what!"

Heart-piercing, heartbreaking voices sounded here.

The only relative died.

The only spiritual pillar collapsed and collapsed, Komaji's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost went crazy.

After that, among the neighbors not far away, an old man who heard the voice rushed over.

"Komaji, you are a good boy."

"Your father said that he didn't want to see you committing crimes for him all the time. He dragged you down."

"So... Alas, this world."

These words made Komaji even more angry and aggrieved.

Because he didn't even have anyone to take revenge on.

What made my father die was nothing but this damn world that doesn't leave a way for the poor to survive!

But, sadly, you can never avenge the world, and you can't change the status quo, you can only suffer with the flow.

Chapter 251 Qing Zang, Love Snow.

Half a month later, Komaji was expelled from Edo.

He wandered aimlessly, not knowing what to do.

Before, Komaji's only thought was to make his father get better quickly, and he didn't care what happened, so after his father's death, he was like a walking dead, not knowing the future or the future.

I don't know where I went.

"Is this man a fool? Do you want to play around?"

Unknowingly, Komaji came to a street surrounded by many pedestrians.

Because of his unkempt appearance, tattered clothes, and walking like a robot, Komaji was regarded as mentally ill.

However, his spirit is very wrong now, and he urgently needs a goal.

After hearing someone's pointing, Komaji cast a glance at that person, then ignored him, and walked on his own.

"You...you! What are you looking at! Stop!"

The one Komaji took a look at was a young man who looked about 25 or [-] years old, and beside him were six other men of the same age. They were cleanly dressed and looked healthy, and they were not from poor families.

Just now, Komaji's glance made the young man's heart skip a beat, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying beast, and the next second, he became ashamed and angry.

"I told you to stop!"

Thinking of how many people he had, the young man ran forward and grabbed Komaji's neck.

"How dare a fool and beggar stare at me?" The man cursed and raised his hands.

In Komaji's eyes, everything was in slow motion, he could clearly see the ugly face of the young man, and the way his companions were watching jokes.

On the other side, there were people around who noticed the movement and looked over, and most of them were also watching the excitement.

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