I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

If you don't have the ability, then leave it to someone else; if you do have the ability, of course you should do it yourself!

Hearing that "thank you" sounded particularly jarring to Yukino.

It was clearly him who was destined for hell, it was clearly him who was destined to suffer eternal torment.

In her opinion, what this person did was not excessive at all. He didn't have the blood of any innocent person on his hands. He just wanted revenge and justice, and he could only fight for justice with his own hands.

That's why he has to go to hell, because he can't get fairness in the human world, and he can only get fairness from the devil.

What is she supposed to say about right and wrong?

Watching Yukino gradually lose her way, Luo Feng revealed a slight smile.

P.S.: Please try not to nurture this book. It's going to undergo a trial tomorrow, and if it fails, it will be gone.

Chapter 088 Subtle Influence

Luo Feng found Yukino's sense of justice boring; she was always thinking about helping others, changing others, and even had the ambition to change everyone's humanity.

This is a tragic wish, a wish that has caused countless messengers of justice to fall to the ground one after another.

If she's just thinking about it, that's fine. After all, many bored people occasionally talk about world peace, but even those who genuinely hope for it rarely take action.

Unlike Yukino, she was working diligently and steadily towards this goal.

When she realizes she can't protect anything, what will this tragic wish look like?

Will it turn her into a devil or an angel?

It's probably impossible for her to become an angel. Her soul is with me, and in the end, she will either become someone like me or become one of my collectibles. She only has these two choices.

Because people are unchangeable.

However, it is precisely because of people like these who bear the burden that the world has not collapsed, isn't it?

You may not like or even hate this kind of person, but sometimes you can't help but admire them.

Without people like this, the world would truly be in chaos.

They are insignificant, yet they are great.

She knew that exposing it would be pointless and would be suppressed by the government with swift and decisive measures, because the Japanese government was far too powerful and entirely composed of capital.

If exposing her would be effective, Luo Feng felt she would definitely go to great lengths to do it.

"Alright, let's sign the contract then," Luo Feng said with a smile.

Without hesitation, Nakagaki Wataru imprinted his soul upon the mark.

The sights of hell did not shake his strong will in the slightest.

No matter what kind of torture it was, he just glanced at it and that was it, since the angel had already shown it to him before.

Are we destined to be tormented by this kind of place forever?

That guy did something like that, he'll be tormented too, right?

Not only did he see the scenes of hell, but at that moment he felt as if he had lost something, yet also as if he had lost nothing at all.

He picked up his crossbow and felt that his friend of several years was now a complete stranger.

He raised his weapon, only to find that he couldn't even aim it.

His heart didn't tremble, but his hands did.

He had never felt this way before. Even when he first touched a crossbow or a bow, he had never felt so unfamiliar with them.

So this is what it feels like to lose your talent.

"Is this what it feels like to lose your talent...?" He looked at Luo Feng: "Then how am I supposed to take revenge? I don't feel my strength has increased, nor do I feel my body has become lighter..."

The only feeling he had was that his wounds no longer hurt and did not affect his mobility in the slightest.

"Go try it and you'll see. Do you want to make him despair, or do you want him to die a quick death? I'll send you to him right now," Luo Feng said casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Let him despair." A maniacal grin spread across his face. "Killing him directly would be too easy on him!"

“Not bad, you have the potential to be a devil. If you can maintain a sliver of consciousness after being tortured in hell for thirty years, you will be my subordinate.” Luo Feng looked at his expression and nodded with satisfaction.

Making the other person despair not only gives them the pleasure of revenge, but also gives you a sense of satisfaction!

Human despair is absolutely the most delicious food.

Especially those with beautiful souls, and those who are extremely wicked.

The person he wanted to kill might not be considered a heinous villain, but he was certainly deeply sinful.

"Could you... please not hurt innocent people?" Yukino took a deep breath. "My colleagues... they are innocent."

"Don't worry, I won't kill any innocent people. I'll only kill these masterminds and participants."

Nakagaki Wataru is much calmer and more normal than Miyaichi Rio.

If Yukino hadn't stopped her, Rio Miyaichi would have wanted to kill far more than just a few people.

Nakagaki Wataru did not take his anger out on others; he only wanted to kill the ringleader.

Yukino's gaze was somewhat complicated; she had a very bad feeling.

So, she actually wished there were more people like Nakagaki Wataru?

He only kills those who deserve to die; he won't become a serial killer, and he won't use others to handle his own affairs.

If they only killed the right people and didn't kill the innocent, wouldn't the world be a better place?

No, what's the difference between this and an underground court?

If an underground court truly existed, it would be the beginning of a nation's collapse!

Power and ability can breed ambition.

Admittedly, such people may start out as good, but who knows if they will become consumed by desires later on?

and so……

After he's done all that, he can go to hell in peace...

Yukino felt a pang of heartache.

He did nothing wrong; the world was at fault, yet he was to be sacrificed for the world that had harmed him…

Seeing Yukino's expression, Luo Feng's smile became even more delighted.

Yes, that's the expression! That's the subtle, gradual change!

If we treat you too intensely all the time, you'll get used to the stimulation!

…………

A nameless, blond-haired scoundrel was pacing anxiously back and forth in a villa.

He never imagined that a simple fire he set would kill so many people.

His guilt lasted for a day, but it was quickly overwhelmed by his anger.

I just didn't cook properly, so why am I being locked up again and sent abroad?

I only made a mistake, why did my father hit me like that? And why did he disinherit me?

Those bastards, all I did was accidentally kill one of them.

They're just some orphans, right? So what if they die?

Is it my fault that you all died? Why not just let it go? I never said I wouldn't pay compensation, I just don't think I should apologize!

What value can they create for this city, and what value can I create for this city?

How much can they contribute, and how much can I contribute?

Damn it, damn it, I really deserve to die!

You persistent ghost! I'd thank you for killing the old man, but why did you have to come and kill me?!

Hurry up and die under the police's gun, so you can keep those people company!

Damn it, why wasn't he at that orphanage? We could have just been blown up together, and my life wouldn't have been tainted.

Now you want to entrust yourself to those useless cops for protection? What am I? My dad died, and besides my older brother, I'm the only one who calls the shots in the family. I've clearly started to have a decent job and have women I like. I've only been back for a short time and have only been with a few people, and they're already causing me trouble!

Let's resolve this quickly. I have many important things to do, and I need to contribute more consumption and tax revenue to the city!

"Young Master, that guy is here. He came alone."

Chapter 089? Utterly Real

"One person? Aren't those cops incompetent? Didn't they say they all hit them with guns?" The blond-haired man said disdainfully, "So they didn't even find him? I'm definitely going to file a complaint tomorrow, a complaint!"

They might not even handle complaints from ordinary people, but if someone like him files a complaint, it'll give them a real headache.

Shot on the other side of Tokyo, and got here in such a short time, do these idiots think he can teleport?

Considering his previous meticulous plans, he might have had accomplices, such as finding someone who resembles him to lurk, and then coming here himself.

This kind of thing is not unusual. Not all the police went to arrest people; four people were left behind to protect them.

Normally, one or two police officers would be enough to respond to a call, but this time it's a serial killer case, and we also have to protect the younger brother of a capitalist, so we can't be careless.

"Hmph, let me see what this guy can do." The blond man walked up to the third floor of the villa and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then, Nakagaki Wataru was seen walking towards them step by step, holding a crossbow in his hand.

His gaze met Nakagaki Wataru's.

The blond man made a throat-slitting gesture with his finger across his neck, looking at the nobody with a sneer.

I'm standing right here today. Don't even mention using your broken crossbow; unless you have a large-caliber sniper rifle, you won't be able to break this glass!

Those who died before did so because they were careless, but I won't be careless; I'm prepared.

With four policemen and six security guards, you can set off in peace.

At that time, I will throw your body into the center of that fire, so that you and they can become earthbound spirits, and that will also allow you to reunite.

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