Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

When Kenji Hagiwara was about to approach the police car, a stray bullet flew from a distance and was about to hit Jinpei Matsuda's chest.

Kenji Hagiwara's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously pulled the person to dodge, and both of them fell to the ground.

At this time, another bullet flew over. While Hagiwara Kenji was dodging, he was held back by the virus and was pierced through the chest by the bullet.

He felt a pain in his chest and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Officer Hagiwara!"

The officer who had already opened the car door crawled forward and shouted in panic: "Officer Hagiwara, hold on!"

He first pulled Jinpei Matsuda into the car, then turned around and quickly helped Kenji Hagiwara up.

But there was no medicine in the car, and it was moving very slowly under the enemy's fire attack.

If this continues, Officer Hagiwara will die!

The police officer sat back in the driver's seat with a blank mind. The walkie-talkie in his hand still had no response. He could only rely on his instinct to try to stop the bleeding.

On the other side, Akai Shuichi walked towards Gin's position with the child. Amuro Hikaru thrashed around, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Put me down, uncle! I'm going to vomit if you shake me upside down."

Akagi Hide, who had never taken care of a child before, had a look of apology in his eyes. He stopped, put the child down, and said sincerely, "Sorry, kid."

After Amuro Hikaru landed, he immediately took several steps back. After some distance, he quietly pulled something out from under his large raincoat and threw it over: "Uncle, this is a gift for you."

At the same time, he turned and ran.

Akai Shuichi instinctively grabbed the thing. He didn't think such a young child could throw any hidden weapon. It was probably some stone or toy part.

But after getting the things, he broke out in a cold sweat.

This is a piece of C4 explosives, and the detonator on it has already started the countdown!

The bright red numbers on the display kept jumping seconds, making his heart beat along with them.

He didn't care about the running child, and immediately threw the bomb in his hand to an empty place and lay directly on the ground.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A minute later, Shuichi Akai got up from the ground with a dark face, walked quickly to the place where the bomb fell, bent down to look at the bomb wet by the rain, and the numbers on the display continued.

He risked identifying it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This isn't a display, it's a clock.

been played!

After this thought flashed through Shuichi Akai's mind, he smiled inexplicably, and his aura was extremely dangerous.

As expected of that man's child, he is so cunning at such a young age.

Fortunately, they have the same goal, which is to stay away from the organization.

At this moment, a black Porsche stopped in front of him.

The car window was rolled down, and Gin sat inside with an unfathomable look on his face. Beretta pointed at his forehead and asked coldly, "Where's the child?"

"He threw me a dud and ran away." Akai Shuichi bent down to pick up the bomb on the ground and praised, "He's a very smart kid."

"waste!"

Gin cursed and ordered, "Get in the car!"

Mitsuru Amuro, who had already run away, was rushing back. Before he got close, he saw Kenji Hagiwara falling to the ground after being shot.

The child had a stern face and moved his short legs even faster.

Fortunately, he ran fast and the traffic was very congested, so he reached the car before the police car started.

Inside the car, Kenji Hagiwara lay weakly on the seat, keeping an eye on the outside out of the corner of his eyes.

When he saw the little hands waving outside the window, the corners of his pale mouth raised and pulled, revealing a crazy laugh.

He can't die!

Hagiwara Kenji suddenly leaped up and slashed the officer's neck with a knife. The knife in his pocket fell onto the seat. The officer next to him stared in disbelief, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

He also fell down half-dead in an instant, and it seemed that he could only exhale but not inhale.

At this time, the car door opened.

Amuro Hikaru immediately picked up the knife on the car seat and slashed at the dying Hagiwara Kenji.

What if this guy is like Matsuda, looking like he's about to die, but actually still far from dying? Then [Please Don't Die] won't be usable, so it's better to just go straight to the point.

Kenji Hagiwara felt a sharp pain in his neck, his trachea slit, blood splattering, and an overwhelming sense of suffocation. The Grim Reaper's scythe was already at his neck, and a child's voice, tinged with anger, whispered sinisterly, "Hagiwara, take a deep breath. Dizziness is normal."

Hagihara Kenji: "..."

With this breath, life is gone.

The next second, he felt his body warm up, the chill from blood loss disappeared, and the vitality that had been rapidly fading was replenishing his body at an extremely fast speed.

But in an instant, he felt refreshed and relaxed, and even the feeling of weakness and heaviness brought by the virus disappeared.

Kenji Hagiwara straightened his upper body as if he had pretended to be dead, and touched his chest in amazement.

The wound on his chest had completely healed, leaving no scar.

His face was full of disbelief. Even though this bizarre and unscientific incident had happened several times, he still felt as if his worldview had been rubbed on the ground.

He hugged the panting child, ignoring his struggle, rubbed his chin against his wet forehead, and sighed: "Luckily, I have you, Guang-chan."

Thank you, Xiao Jiangu, thank you for giving us life again and again regardless of danger.

Sensing Hagiwara's complex and intense emotions, Amuro Mitsuru stopped pushing him away, hesitated for a moment, and let him hug her to relieve his mental stress.

Ten seconds later, the child pushed away Hagiwara Kenji's warm embrace, jumped to sit next to Matsuda Jinpei, and said soothingly: "Don't worry about Matsuda, he will wake up soon after he faints for a while."

No longer in danger, and with his friend back by his side, Hagiwara Kenji once again revealed a frivolous and gentle smile: "Then I'm relieved."

Amuro Hikaru adjusted his sitting position and said with a bright smile, "While there is still time, let's talk about you blowing up my building."

Kenji Hagiwara: The smile suddenly disappeared!

Amuro Mitsuru was so majestic that the innocent people at the same time trembled in fear and dared not look up.

He himself was pressed down by the little girl and couldn't lift himself up.

Led by the bartender, Furuya Rei and Miyano Shiho returned to the lounge of the Daikoku Building.

Fūya Ling put down his blind stick, took off his half-wet coat, and said to the yawning girl at the door, "If you're tired, go to sleep. Don't force yourself—"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed that Shiho, who had been quiet just a moment ago, suddenly exploded with extremely strong emotions.

Anger, pain, heartache and murderous intent.

Furuya Rei: W-what's wrong? This emotion seems familiar, like I've seen it in Scotland before.

Immediately, he realized that the marks drawn on his body by Vermouth had not been washed off.

For a moment, his face looked strange.

These paints are of such good quality that they can’t be washed away even by rain?

Under the bright light, Miyano Shiho, who was just drowsy, noticed the mottled and ambiguous marks on Toru's body with her sharp eyes.

Her eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and her eyes burned with explosive anger.