Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

For these guys, the Institute is still very kind.

The institute will capture these guys and lock them in a tight containment room.

After hanging a lot of restraints, it is kept in the research institute.

Every once in a while, the ghouls are taken out of the ghouls to research or make weapons.

Just like raising animals, the institute is also raising these valuable 'xenogeneic'.

Chapter 32 It's Always Here

In the past few days, Shengshan Chuanxin always felt that something was wrong.

His heartbeat always maintained a very fast rate, and he often woke up at night when he went to sleep.

There was always an inexplicable sense of fear in my heart, as if I had seen something terrifying.

But he wasn't impressed at all.

"Oh, it can't be those guys who come to seek revenge on me, right?"

Laughing at himself, Katsuyama Chuanshin quickly put the matter behind him.

Maybe it's because he's already picked his next target.

Katsuyama Chuanxin has a little secret.

An inhumane hobby, he likes to fight.

Enjoy the ** of beating others, and the pain of being beaten.

This will give him a different sense of stimulation.

He discovered this at an early age, but he hid it well.

When he grew up, he built a huge basement under his villa and transformed it into a ring.

He used some small means to bring people to the underground arena, and then fight.

Only one person can get out of the underground ring alive.

He has done this many times, and every time he is alive.

The victims even included the existence of Sanda champions.

But that doesn't mean he is someone who dares to challenge the strong.

He's just a perverted murderer.

Among the people he brought into the underground ring to torture and kill were not only Sanda champions, but also ordinary housewives and college students.

In his words, enjoy the occasional dessert after a meal.

For him, there is no psychological burden at all to torture and kill a person who has no ability to resist.

At most, it just feels a little boring to fight with the sandbags that don't resist.

Throwing the clothes into the washing machine casually, Katsuyama Chuanxin prepares to take a shower.

Just as he turned around, the corner of his eye suddenly saw something.

what is that?

Appears to be a slender human.

But the gray coat and twisted face told him it wasn't human.

"you!"

Turning around suddenly, Katsuyama Chuanxin took a defensive posture and prepared to face this monster.

But when his eyes looked over, there was nothing on the balcony.

The breeze blew in from the open window, gently flicking the clothes hanging on the balcony.

"What did I just do?"

Katsuyama patted his face blankly, and Katsuyama felt as if he had forgotten something.

His heart was beating fast, and the clothes behind him were wet with cold sweat.

And his posture, is he guarding against someone?

"No, not human!"

This thought suddenly flashed through Katsuyama's mind.

He definitely didn't see a human just now, but something else.

The muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Katsuyama Chuanxin seemed to understand something.

Why is my state so strange recently, why I always wake up at night.

Clearly, something was following him.

In the dead of night, it quietly stood by the bed, staring at Katsuyama Chuanxin without saying a word.

Maybe it's the footsteps while moving, maybe it's the slight breathing.

Katsuyama Chuanxin keenly caught this in his sleep and woke up with a start.

The face that was enough to scare the child into tears just came into his eyes.

Every time Katsuyama Denshin wanted to resist, the opponent would disappear.

The memories of Katsuyama Chuanxin also disappeared.

"It's troublesome."

Gritting his teeth, Katsuyama Chuanxin's expression changed.

After a few seconds, he made a decision to check the surveillance video he had installed.

When he left the balcony, the memory appeared blank again.

"I am, what do I do?"

Katsuyama Chuanxin, who was running, slowly stopped.

In the end what happened?

Why am I running?

Where am I going?

By the way, I'm going to check the monitoring.

but why?

Countless doubts were entangled in Katsuyama Chuanxin's mind.

What he didn't see was that a tall and thin gray humanoid monster stood quietly at the end of the corridor, staring coldly at the back of Katsuyama Chuanxin.

"The nine-tailed fox team is in place."

"The nine-tailed fox team is in place."

"City Slickers in place."

"The Ghostbusters are in place."

Outside Katsuyama Chuanxin's home, various teams from the research institute quietly surrounded the past.

With the hard work of the skull mirror, I finally managed to recall some fragmented information.

Cooperating with Joseph's Hermit Purple, he successfully locked the opponent's position.

If you are lucky enough, the research institute can have an extra D-level consumption, no, it is a member.

"Don't act rashly, we are checking the situation inside the building."

In the headset, an electronically synthesized sound entered the ears of everyone.

No one spoke, and no one made any extra moves.

At this time they are like icy sculptures rather than living people.

At this time, Katsuyama Chuanxin was hiding in the bedroom to check his surveillance.

"Damn!"

Katsuyama Chuanxin's face was not very good-looking when he slammed the table violently.

Because of his special hobby, the monitoring installation in Katsuyama Chuanxin's home is very particular.

It is possible to monitor most of the room while avoiding the surroundings of the underground ring entrance.

But at this time he found nothing.

At least in his memory, he checked the monitoring four times and found nothing.

It stands to reason that normal people should have given up inspection and monitoring.

But Katsuyama Chuanxin did not. He firmly believed that something must have happened to him.

Covering his forehead, Katsuyama Chuanxin leaned back.

Eyes inadvertently saw a message on the computer.

'Number of plays, 14'

Looking at this line of words on the computer blankly, Katsuyama Chuanxin felt a chill all over his body.

what happened?

14 times?

when?

"Snapped!"

Katsuyama Chuanxin stared at the computer as soon as he slapped the table and sat up.

"This is?"

A pen was lying next to Katsuyama Chuanxin at this moment.

The pressed white paper is full of marks.

The overturned ink was flowing everywhere, but Katsuyama Chuanxin didn't care about this bottle of ink.

Because he saw a line of words.

'Don't take your eyes off the computer! ! ’

This seems to be his own words?

'Number of plays, 27'

This time, Katsuyama Chuanxin saw it clearly.

A monster is in his home.

It is there when you sleep, when you eat, and when you take a shower.

It was there even when they were fighting in the underground arena two days ago.

It has always been by Katsuyama Chuanxin's side.

In other words, now also. . . .

Turning his head stiffly, Katsuyama Chuanxin prayed in his heart.

Don't show up, don't show up.

But he was disappointed.

That hideous face and Katsuyama Chuanxin came to an 'intimate' sticker.

This time, it didn't go away.

Because it's not necessary anymore.

"Ahhhhh!!!"