Two young police officers, one holding a baton and pointing at Hideji Kitahara, while the other holding a walkie-talkie, asked for help. It’s not that they are courageous, but that Xiuji Kitahara looks dangerous in his current state. Not only is blood splattered on his white shirt and tie, but Junsu’s face is also blushing. In a blink of an eye, his face is full of cold and hostile spirits. , Not like a college student, but like a ruthless killer with dozens of lives on his back.

   The scene behind him is even more shocking. The groans of the wounded tumbling all over the place are groaning, scattered from the road all the way into the entrance of the apartment building, making it impossible to estimate how many victims are still in the building.

These two security policemen are extremely guilty in this situation, and they have nothing to brave in their hands-they are not qualified to be equipped with guns, and the criminal case is not yet their turn, and there is a baton in front of them. , Obviously didn't use it for ass, and looking at the murderous look of Kitahara Hideji, he was really afraid of his madness, and he came up and beat them to the ground.

Fortunately, No matter how angry Hideji Kitahara is, he still has three points of rationality. He didn't have the idea of ​​going against the national violence machine, and he didn't have the brain to attack the police. He looked at the two police officers who looked extremely nervous and looked down again. Ota Jianye, who had been beaten and lost his sanity, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmed down a bit, slowly threw away the wooden knife and raised his hands, but instead of holding his head and squatting down, he shouted: "Police officer, I am in self-defense. These people trespass into the houses."

Hideji Kitahara put away his cold look, and disappeared, and suddenly became a gentle and handsome boy again. The two security police officers approached him vigilantly with batons in hand. After a closer look at him, they unexpectedly had a slight affection, and felt that He doesn't look like a gangster anymore, and he can't help but believe three points, his expression is a little relieved. But the injured here, no matter what the reason is, who is right or wrong, after all, it was Hideji Kitahara that caused all this. The danger was still extremely obvious, so one of them took out the handcuffs and prepared to handcuff him first.

   Kitahara Hideji didn't want to put on this stuff, and whispered: "Police officer, I'm under 18, and I won't run away and hurt people, so I don't need it?"

   The Law on the Protection of Minors protects a lot of scum. Since scum can be used, he also wants to enjoy some privileges.

   "Are you over fourteen years old?"

   "It's super..."

With a crisp sound, he was still handcuffed, but the security police who handcuffed him seemed to be a little sorry, and signaled another security policeman to take a towel from the police bicycle and put it on his hand and cover it gently. He patted him on the shoulder for comfort, and said softly, "Don't try hard, lest you get tight and strangle your hands."

Kitahara is speechless. He hated that the charm value was too high before. He was always harassed by brainless girls and was very upset. This would hope that the charm value would be over a hundred-that might be a good treatment, at least not to wear this." Bracelet".

A few moments later, reinforcements from the police station arrived, the police car whizzed and sirens pierced the ears, and Yangzi on the fourth floor heard the movement and cautiously opened the door. , And Kitahara Hideji was being escorted toward the police car. Suddenly, she was in a hurry, no matter what, she ran downstairs desperately, passing by the police and medical staff who entered the building to check how many people Xiuji Kitahara had injured.

   No one cares about her, but when she ran, she became scared. She was afraid that Hideo Kitahara would have a big deal, and her nose kept sour. She kept rushing out of the apartment building, and seeing Hideji Kitahara was being pushed into the car with his head lightly, tears directly blurred her eyes, and she tried her best to shout: "Onixan!"

   Kitahara Hideji heard it, stopped his figure and looked back, and talked with the policeman next to him in a good voice: "Police officer, it's my sister, can you tell me a few words with her?"

The police officer hesitated for a while, then glanced at Yoko Ono again, and found that he was only about ten years old, not threatening, and his small body was shaking so badly that he was very pitiful, so he didn't put Kitahara Hideji in the car again, which was regarded as acquiescence. , Turned around and talked to the driver.

Yoko Ono hurried over and slammed one head into Hideji Kitahara's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried out with a choked voice, "Onixan, I'm sorry, I'm the one who killed you! I'm the one who killed you, I'm sorry !"

   She is a bit precocious but she is young but has little knowledge. She hid in the house and didn't see the incident. Seeing so many police officers directly, she instinctively thought that something must have happened.

Hideji Kitahara squatted down, wiped her tears with her handcuffed hands, and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, Yoko, don't scare yourself, it's not a big deal. By the way, the police may ask for it later. Ask you something, just say what you have, don't be afraid, just tell the truth, understand?"

   "I will take the responsibility!" As soon as Yoko grasped his hand, he wrapped his big hand with his small hand, and nodded desperately with tears.

Hideji Kitahara laughed blankly, "I was the one who beat me. What responsibility do you bear. Stop talking nonsense, Yoko, stay at home and wait for me to come back... Well, close the door, call the police if you have anything, and take care of yourself. And Hyakujiro."

   Ono Yoko said anxiously: "But this happened because of me..."

   Kitahara Hideji interrupted her and said softly but seriously in her ear: "Don't do unnecessary things, don't say unnecessary things, wait for me at home, don't worry me, Yoko."

Yoko Ono actually wanted to follow Kitahara Hideji to the public security office to share the joys and sorrows, but looking at Kitahara Hideji's serious expression, she understood that it wouldn't help if she went there. Maybe she would mess up. He hesitated and stretched out her hand to hug his neck. The small face was pressed tightly to his face, and he resisted sobbing and said seriously: "I will wait for you, Onixan, no matter how long."

Although Kitahara Souji kept comforting her, she based on the experience gained in the TV series-the male protagonist is going to endure hardships, and she always smiles gently and says to the female protagonist "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter", showing her real man's demeanor. ——I feel that something big must have happened, but I am still very scared.

   This is also normal. After all, she is only ten years old, and she is still too far away from her. It is not bad to cry and panic.

   And Kitahara Hideji is a bit speechless, why is it so unlucky to make me feel like I'm going to jail? But this is always Yoko caring about him, he can only wipe her tears silently, just wiped more and more.

The middle-aged security police next to him felt that it was almost done, and patted Kitahara Xiuji, interrupting their "life and death parting", but their expressions were still gentle, and asked, "Is it all right?" He was also inexplicable to Kitahara Xiuji. This boy feels good~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is only a little accommodating, but they can't help but talk endlessly.

   "Thank you, police officer, thank you." Kitahara Xiuji thanked him, then said to Yoko "Quickly go back" and he was stuffed into the car and pulled directly to the police station.

He looked back in the car and saw Yoko's tiny figure standing motionless by the side of the road, as if desperately wiping tears, and the side of his face was cold, he couldn't help but laugh and shook his head-Ono Yoko's little insight In her opinion, being caught by the police may be a big problem, but it is not as serious as she thought.

   It's not worthwhile for some scumbags to catch up with their own future.

Even if he finally became aggressive, some of his emotions were out of control, and the beating was extremely vicious, but there was always a three-point brain online, and there should be no major problems with the fight. At most, it was just some flesh injuries, great fractures, otherwise he really had a heart. It takes so much effort for the poisonous hand. It was on the fourth floor at the time. I used a little bit of dexterity to lift a few from upstairs. At the very least, I had to start with a paraplegia, and it was easy to make a few lives-regardless of whether it was a legitimate defense. From another point of view, it will have a greater impact on the future. It is considered an alternative murderer, so it is better not to do it as much as possible. Besides, even if it is a legitimate defense, seven or eight lives or four or five disabilities have been defended in one go. Does this judge have to eat a few catties of brain fragments before he can believe it?

   But looking at the situation in front of me, troubles are indispensable.

   He closed his eyes and began to calm down, ready to deal with the following incidents-there is nothing to be afraid of. People who are afraid of trouble can never become a climate, so they should temper their own xinxing.

   [PS. I’m really sorry everyone, the group number in the introduction is wrong, it should be 629977672 in fact, it will take seven days to change, I’m really sorry. 】

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