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"what--!"

There was a shrill scream, which was particularly loud and clear on the street where the noise was completely excluded.

The fat man felt a lump in his heart, and began to scold his mother in his heart. He must have not read the almanac when he went out today.

The woman in front of her screamed in panic and slapped her body almost nervously, as if some horrible biochemical weapon had been stained on her body. The clothes made of high-quality optical fiber were deformed by her beating. In the same way, if it wasn't on the street, it seemed that he wanted to tear off the fabric that the fat man touched just now.

The fat man quickly put on a flattering smile, wanting to defend himself: "This lady..."

"No—! Don't come over—ah—!"

As soon as she saw the fat man take a small step in this direction, the woman took a few steps back. If it wasn't for the onlookers blocking the way, she might have wanted to retreat even more. Her gaze towards the fat man was filled with endless hatred. and fear.

"The police are here."

I don't know who yelled, the fat man looked up, and several Piris (flying cars for criminal police, equivalent to the current police cars) had already parked quietly in the sky, and I don't know when they came.

A large open space was left around, and the fat man knew that the police used repulsive barriers, which not only effectively separated the crowd, but also turned the people inside into turtles, and he had no way to escape.

Someone jumped down from Piris, and it got slower and slower as it approached the ground, as if there was an invisible spring on the ground, and finally landed firmly on the ground. The ground above the fifth area was mixed with micro-repulsion powder, in order to prevent falling It is difficult to jump off a building these days.

When the fat man saw it, yo, he was still a familiar face, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Now that technology is getting more and more advanced, basically everything that humans can do can be done by machines. Normally, machines are patrolling the law and order. Fatty is totally out of luck today, and just happened to run into the policemen who came out to hang around.The people of the Seventh District are the favorite of these idle cops to torture.Usually people in District [-] will be given one or two inexplicable reasons even if they are fine, and then let these boring guys say "ideological education", and more than one or two people will disappear because of this.

The cops come round like dogs smelling bones, and to them—or, to all of them, ghetto people are bedbugs, worse than shit, and it’s best when the shit disappears, even as a Fertilizers and shit are still criticized.

Reid in front of him is the most typical representative among them, there is no one, I heard that his family is from the second district, and he came to the Criminal Police Department of the fifth district "to experience life".The fat man fell into his hands a few times, and the experience of those few times made the fat man swallow involuntarily.

"Hey, you're a fat pig again." Reid's smile seemed malicious in the eyes of the fat man: "What is it this time? Robbery? Stealing? Sexual harassment?"

The fat man shook his fat, then knelt down with a plop, and cried tremblingly: "It's the boy's fault, the boy shouldn't have touched that lady, the boy shouldn't be blind to money, the boy..."

Instead of being arbitrarily assigned a horrible crime by the police so that they can use torture tools, it is better to choose the lightest one, and at most you will be beaten severely.Anyway, I was going to steal it just now, but because of the sudden commotion of the crowd, I bumped into the woman.

As soon as the woman heard the fat man's words, she immediately took out her bag in shock, and then, thinking about the orchid finger, took out the contents of the bag as if she was afraid of encountering something bad, and quickly put the crystal-studded The bag was thrown aside like it was a grenade or something.

The bystanders whispered, and one of the young people's voice was particularly loud, as if he was speaking to the police on purpose: "The garbage in District Seven is really disgusting, why is Norton still trying to recycle this garbage!?"

Rhett ignored it, and he looked at the fat man lying on the ground with some displeasure.He has already pleaded guilty, at most he can take the fat man back to the police station and beat him up, but he can't torment the fat man any more.And recently he is going back to the second district, and he can no longer "love" the people in the seventh district. Reid, who has lost a lot of fun, has been a little angry recently.

He pulled up the fat man's hair, and mentioned the fat man, which was not difficult for him who drank the genetic modification potion: "You're lucky, dead fat pig."

The fat man grinned hoarsely in pain, but he heaved a sigh of relief.

As a result, he was beaten violently as a matter of course, and the torture equipment was used a little bit, but at least the fat man walked out of the police station alive, although he looked a little miserable.

"You son of a bitch!" the fat man murmured, leaning against the wall in the alley and gradually sliding down: "What a son of a bitch!"

I don’t know if someone said a famous saying hundreds of years ago: Life is like rape, since it cannot be avoided, then enjoy it.

It was the end of the evening at this time, and the dim yellow light made Fatty's eyes hurt, but it didn't take long for it to gradually fade away, and the cool color became the main color.Fatty suddenly wanted to cry, although there were more embarrassing moments before, he was thinking about his own life, thinking about his future, he would be like a mouse crossing the street for the rest of his life, everyone shouted and beat him, in the eyes of the expensive woman today The disdain and the excitement and triumph when Rhett hit him with his fist kept shaking in front of Fatty's eyes.Fatty is actually a heartless person, so he never thinks about it, and he doesn't really care about it, but not thinking about it doesn't mean he isn't there, and not caring doesn't mean he won't be in pain.

"What a son of a bitch..."

The fat man repeated mechanically, he staggered up while pressing on his stomach, and walked outside.

"Oh!"

This day was destined to be Fatty's unlucky day. The moment he was out of the dark alley, he bumped into someone again, and then there was a burst of crackling, and the person who was hit fell down with a bunch of things.The effect of force is mutual, and the fat man who was injured was even more uncomfortable. He sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his whole body ached from the shock.

"Ah——!" The man screamed. He saw that none of the equipment that fell to the ground was intact. He managed to please the instructor and let him follow. In order to express himself, he volunteered to hold a bunch of supplies. The bodyguard hinted to help He pretended not to see it, but now, it's all over.

Before the man lost his temper, the fat man who bumped into him also screamed, and screamed even more horribly.The fat man spread his hands in front of his eyes, and a thin needle was stuck on the thumb of his left hand.With ten fingers connected to the heart, the fat man screamed and pulled out the needle, and shook his left hand desperately, as if this would relieve the pain.The thin needle that was thrown off rolled outwards, and finally stopped in front of a pair of white weak shoes.

The owner of the weak shoe signaled, and the bodyguard at the side bent down to pick up the needle with a clean cloth, and held it up respectfully in front of the person.On the white cloth, the originally silver-white needles now turn blue like water, and are developing towards indigo or deeper black.A light flashed in that person's eyes, that was crazy and irrational—it should be said that he was overly rational, and he rationally knew that his behavior was unethical but did not stop it.

He walked towards the chaos gently, and the young man who fell on the ground quickly looked at the mess on the ground at a loss, and then at him.

"Director, mentor, it's not me, my fault, it's this person, it's this person who suddenly rushed out..."

He raised a hand, interrupted the young man's chatter, and turned his eyes to the fat man, reluctant to leave for a while.

The fat man was sucking his thumb in his mouth, and suddenly shivered. He raised his head, and an energetic old man was looking at him with a smile. He was dressed in white, a bit like a person in a hospital.Although the other party smiled kindly, the fat man somehow felt very cold, like a frog being targeted by a snake, and the other party wanted to dominate him.

Seeing the terrified look of the fat man, the old man smiled with satisfaction and said softly:

"Take him away."