Play with Mad Scientists!

I want a kind world. I just want to see a warm place. That was his cut wish.

But now he has cold rain falling on him to beat him.

"Let's fly..."

He was more wonderful than he was when he was a child. Why is the world overflowing with misery? Why did God make the world an irrational asshole design when there should have been nothing hard about it?

After some growth, conclusions were drawn in him. That God is a sadist shithead. I'm sure it's a feeling I'm making in the game, too. And whether it is to the extreme of self-satisfaction.

"Let's fly..."

He doesn't do anything to get hit by heavy rain, he concentrates nerves. Murmuring the same dialogue over and over again, thinking of this world itself.

From day to day, he is conscious of all the dark parts of the world. Immersed in a gloomy mood, everything is nothingness, believing that every end is ruin.

"Let's fly..."

By entering from all appropriate denials, power arises in him. Anger over all the irrationality in the world goes wild in him. I feel he carried all the misfortunes and tragedies around the world at this time.

He - this is how Ohashi Law Ichi always increases his tension when entering the fight. This intense self-allusion explodes the power of Law One.

Eventually, before Law One, six men with umbrellas show up.

The men stopped on their feet. In a place lined with abandoned warehouses with no public street, where only the residents of the back street enter and exit, we saw the figure of Lawyer, who stood in the middle of the road without concealing his killings, and decided that he was our enemy, abandoning his umbrella at the same time, and gaining his hand in his nostalgia.

"I'll fly!

I can't stay in a warm place. The kind world is nothing but a rushing fantasy. The only world where the smell of blood and nitrous smoke is allowed to exist is this one. Nothing else.

Law One, which already had a gun in its hand, fires two shots first and defeats two men. They were both shot out under their throats.

The remaining four fire guns simultaneously.

Law One walks through the heavy rain, and the bullet blankly shoots through some rain grains, wearing the warehouse walls or the ground.

At the instantaneous speed of Law One, the four men are stunned and at the same time terrified. Because it was an unexpected speed for a person. Some associate cheetahs who set a goal for their prey and rush out.

Law One, while running at high speed, occasionally takes steps, or stops moving, also putting in a feint, and with precise shooting, finishes one by one, developing a movement that cannot be followed as one of the four men.

Instantly they killed their companions, and the last remaining one turned his gaze to Law One as if to see a creature of another dimension and gave up living. I was disinclined to resist and just trembling with fear at the fate of death, which I could never help.

The movement of Law One stops. My gaze pours on one of the remaining ones. The fear of one remaining increases even more. A young man of Southeast Asian descent with shallow black skin.

"Drop the gun."

Law One uttered unexpected words to a man who was conscious of an absolutely inevitable death.

"I don't want to kill you"

The first word of the law is unbelievable to a man. Certain killings have been unleashed from Law One.

"The rest of them are probably alive. Maybe. I used rubber bullets. Rubber bullets die in some places, and I shot them with that intent. If you keep shooting like this, you don't know what's gonna happen."

When I hear about Law One, the man thinks that you either want to kill him or you don't.

"What about 'Sea Ringing'?

In the inquiry of Law One, the man floated a mockery.

"We look around. Don, here we go, Grandpa Deal. I'm sure they all escaped."

It returns Japanese, which is slightly flattering. But I think he's pretty good at it.

"You, sweet. If you don't kill us, we won't forgive you."

A man speaks out with a flashing face.

"I've heard the same conversation many times, but this is how I live."

Let me try to spread my hands, and let me spread a grin on the face where rainwater drips. A man also spills a smile for some reason.

"Name, can I ask you something?

"Ohashi Law I"

When Law One named him, the one-word man whistled.

"It's Muanchai. Ma, me, the bottom line anyway. It's not worth remembering."

"Anyone is inferior at first. In the back streets, there's a guy at the bottom who's got a good eye."

To Muang Chai, who said masochistically, Lawichi laughs and says away. Muanchai smiled again after hearing it and letting his eyes blink for a moment.

That was two days ago.

True hits a sinister gaze on Junko. Junko, on the other hand, laughs when he cripples such a truth as if he wanted to be funny.

I was in the same room, and Hot Jiro was confused. I start attending the Snow Oka Institute and see for the first time a scene where True rebels against Junko. Tired and Midori are in the same room, but I wonder if it is common to watch them flat out.

"Look, True, you're pulling it off, Jiro Hot. What about you... that? It always stops."

"Gu Gu Gu Gu"

When I look at Junko, he closes his eyes and snores deliberately.

"I've already had trouble with my meat."

I saw a slept raccoon and tired said.

"At least let the muscles pass. I can't accept what you're doing right now."

Truth speaks out in a strong tone.

"But I think that organization was divisive with nature, even if I didn't get my hands on it. I just flipped the bait and sped it up a little bit, and I got a lot of mice, too, and everyone's a happy development. I've been doing this for a long time."

"Every time you do that, I couldn't help but get to my head, and I don't do it these days, so I thought it was time you stopped, and I'll see you later."

"I didn't mean to change intentionally to suit you. But, hey, whether you change me naturally or force me to, that's up to you, isn't it? True you didn't have all that power yet."

Junko, a smile full of room, and a faceless but clearly angry truth, face each other closely.

When I heard Junko's last dialogue, I could clearly feel the blood coming up my head with anger and remorse. I also had the feeling that my bowels would boil down at the same time.

"Heh... Jun Sister, I'm kitty... I said what my real brother hates most."

"What? Was it tight?

Junko turns a decent face to Midori, who points it out with his face in his face.

Truth is, I said nothing more and left the room early enough.

"If you wanted a subject, you didn't have to take that method, did you? If it's dusty, like Baste, we should call for a trial."

Hot Jiro gives a horrible mouth while putting Chemo ears growing from his head to sleep.

"Hmm... I'm always looking for someone to be an experimental bench, too. But I wonder if what I want to do now is subtly different. An aggressive retrofit applicant comes to me and seriously fights each other with a retrofit. I'm looking for that kind of stimulation, but True you don't like it so much."

"Are you after an effect like forced poison?

When I heard about Junko, I remembered what I once did in Baste if I also had dust.

"There's that, too, but most importantly, it's fun. The kids I modified risked their lives to show each other their accomplishments. Hot Jiro, you can see it too."

Spreading the uncontrolled grin, Seeing Junko say in the tone of innocence itself, Hot Jiro softened.

That was five days ago.

Even if the dispute appears to have occurred abruptly, in fact, there are many cases of accumulation in the accumulation and finally the result of an explosion. No, rather, that's how most disputes open the curtain.

"Nobody noticed any sign of his treason..."

As the gunfire continued to sound, Zhou Junjie, the boss of the illegal drug organization Athletic Slime, threw up abominably as he turned the expensive table upside down and shielded himself from the bullet.

"Uh, can the boss shoot me back a little, too? That's the place. And why they rebelled."

A man next to Zhou demands with a smiley face. The man, who is nearby, has shot back with only his hands out of the table many times.

"Bowen, luck doesn't last long. No, if you think you're lucky, you're lucky."

Zhou said on the tannic side as he lit the cigarette.

"I'm sure they're after 'Sea Ringing'. No, I can say it's a great time to try them. If you can kill us and get the sound of the ocean, it's two birds a stone."

"If they unfold the way they want, they'll be too annoyed to be the greatest evil spirits in human history, and they'll keep sneaking around until the Earth collapses, I will."

"Just shoot me back."

"Hey... can I say hopefully observant?

"You don't have to tell me, shoot me back"

"Marcella, someone is fooling you, or taking hostages and having to..."

"No, shoot me back."

Lost in the attitude of the unobtrusive Hiroshi, Zhou pulled his gun out of his nostalgia and jumped out of the table.

"Hey boss......"

"It's not right for you to do it right away! Whoa, whoa!

It happened to be the circumference that received many rounds of bullets, but fortunately the steeple was all bounced with bulletproof fiber, and the piercing of bulletproof fiber was only needed where it was not fatally injured.

"Ouch! Ouch! There's Marcella over there, and she's shooting at me! Can't this be a dream!?

Around screaming.

"Don't be silly. You have to come back. You're dead."

If you can't help it, you have to jump out with your life too and save Zhou, Hiroshi decides to be ready.

"There's no need for that. Marcella ran away, and I killed everyone else. Oh, it hurts..."

"Boulder"

Honestly praised, the moment Hiroshi stood up and stepped out of the tape, a gun was shot at for Hiroshi.

Hiroshi rushes to fire back. A man shot and knocked down by Zhou seems to have still breathed and fought back, but was shot through the brain by Hakufu and completely out of breath.

"I needed it. I'll withdraw the boulders. The boss is as sweet as ever."

"Just treat me. It hurts..."

Zhou demanded in a pitiful voice from Hiroshi, who said pale.

That was about a week ago.