In the world of Kexue, I want to lie down every day

Perhaps Hayakawaya didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon. He couldn't remember how much time had passed. From the moment those disgusting faces appeared, he knew that he was finished.

"System, can you withdraw the text message you sent to the explosives department?" Hayakawa Tani covered the wound and leaned against the wall. Blood continued to seep out from under his body, and his eyes began to turn black.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, Hayakawa! Nakamura and the others are coming!" The system was also anxious, but it had no choice. It could keep Hayakawa Tani sane on the edge of madness, but it couldn't save his life. For a moment it hated its own incompetence.

"They won't let me get out alive." Hayakawa looked at the people approaching, feeling desolate in his heart. He couldn't get out. He knew his next fate better than anyone else.

"Think again Hayakawa, please, think of another way." The system collapsed and prayed in space. It hoped that this child could live. Its Hayakawa should not die with these scum. He should Bathed in the sunshine and reunited with friends, I don't deserve to die in this place without sunshine.

"I can't live anymore..." Hayakawa Tani closed his eyes in despair. From the moment when the PTSD attack caused him to lose the ability to resist, he knew that it was over, he couldn't go back, and he couldn't go back to anything.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have sent a text message to the explosives squad." He squinted his eyes and looked at the group of people in the distance who wanted to get closer but didn't dare. "How long do you think it would take for the explosives squad to defuse this bomb?"

"ten minutes?"

"I think that guy Matsuda will definitely be able to talk about this type of bomb. He can get it done in three minutes." Hayakawa Tani's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, "Actually, it was not bad to join the explosives department with them..."

"Hayakawa, hold on a little longer. The explosives class is here, the search class is here too, and Nakamura and the others are on the way too. Don't give up, please don't give up..."

"I want to live, system, I want to live." But no one can save him, no one...

He was not willing to die in the hands of these scum. He wanted to live. He and those few hadn't talked to each other yet, so he didn't want to die.

"That note doesn't seem to be working anymore! The muscle relaxant is working!"

"Damn it, it's too late! I've hurt so many people!"

"While he's still not completely dead, give him another injection for fun! His death is in vain!"

"Where are the things? Bring the things over quickly!"

Hayakawatani quietly watched those people approaching him step by step. His hair was pulled up, and then he was thrown to the ground. His head fell heavily to the ground. His eyes were dark. Before he could recover, the next step was punches. He huddled himself together as he kicked and kicked, blood rising up his throat, and the pain made him more conscious.

"You bastards, stop it! Scum, you are all scum! You all deserve to die! You all deserve to go to hell!" The system collapsed in the space and shouted.

"System, stop looking and be obedient." Hayakawaya comforted the collapsed system in the space. He actually felt quite sorry. He had previously dragged the system to help him with various trivial things, but now he allowed the system to see this.

"Hayakawa, Hayakawa!" Why did things become like this? Why...

"System, tell me about Articles 136 to 141 of the Criminal Code." Hayakawa Tani curled up harder.

"Article 136 of the "Criminal Code" stipulates that anyone who imports, manufactures, sells, or possesses opium for the purpose of trafficking shall be punished by imprisonment for not less than 6 months but not more than 7 years. Article 137 stipulates..."

I don't know how long it took, but the group of people finally stopped. They kicked Hayakawaya and took a sip after seeing the rise and fall of his abdomen.

"Life is so damn hard, where are the things?"

"Come on, come on! I smoked two bottles directly! Haha, it's absolutely enjoyable!"

"One more bottle, two bottles are not enough!"

"Just two more bottles!"

"Four bottles die too soon, three bottles!"

During this period, Hayakawa Tani lay on the ground like a dead person, until the needle came close to him, suddenly violently broke the man's wrist, then slammed into the man's head, and snatched the gun from his waist.

Holding the gun and turning on the safety, he strangled the man's neck with one hand and backed away with the gun pointed at his temple.

"Don't come here!" He couldn't feel whether there were any bullets in the gun. He only knew that he had already spent all his strength just to pull the safety and choke the man's neck. If they found any clues, more would be waiting for him. Tragic death.

He was also betting that there must be bullets in this gun. Judging from the reactions of these people, there were at least five bullets in this gun. That was enough, absolutely enough.

While retreating, he fired at a few people, but they reacted quickly and dodged away. It didn't matter, his target was never these people, but the oil drum behind them.

"Damn it, how come he still has the strength!"

"Damn, if I had known better, I should have just broken his limbs!"

"Let go of the third child! Believe it or not, I will make your death worse!"

"I'm going to break his hands and feet later..."

Listening to the dirty words of those people, Hayakawa Valley finally walked out of the circle surrounded by those people, but he knew that he could not get out, and he also knew that he could not let these people run away.

Another shot was fired, and fire broke out behind those people, but their attention was not on that at all, but on Hayakawa Tani and the people in his hands.

"Come to hell with me." Hayakawaya smiled openly, with a hint of madness in his red eyes. He would not die in the hands of these scum. He pointed his gun at the bomb on the wall not far away, "Scum. Kill you!"

He is still the original Hayakawa Tani. He said that he would not die in the hands of these scum, and he did it. He will always be the pride of Kase Matsuhoshi, and the well-behaved junior of Shuaki Takizawa, forever...

It's a pity that I didn't talk to Matsuda Jinpei and the others. In fact, the Metropolitan Police Department can find an excuse to say a few words, but he is a coward, and Hayakawa Tani is a coward.