He kicked lightly at the side of his fallen brown hair, making sure he fainted, and then Sputnik threw away the gripping ring and the Gunya silver wire. No body, but it is difficult to make a product with wires that are habitual. Who would buy a product made of strangled wire in the first place, etc?
There is blood seeping through the man's neck and nails because he scratched 27615; s resistance. Around the roaring of unconsciousness but like a rumor, "Help, kill, help," he seemed to be alive. Though I thought it would not be the first time I would die because I had added and subtracted more than I had originally done.
And nevertheless, now the two of us.
"Oh, my God."
Slowly turn around the rest of you so that you don't get hurt.
When I looked at him, the man's shoulder bounced wide. I'm totally hip, too, because I saw the misery between the two of my buddies. I looked around to ask for help, and when I remembered that I had a hostage at my disposal, I shouted out loud.
"Chi, stay away! Don't come near me. Come on, come on. I don't care what happens to him!
His arms seemed to shudder, and his hands and blade tips trembled tremendously.
But now I don't care about men. Sputnik sees an employee who remains taken hostage. Again, it didn't seem calm.
"Wow, Coo. Are you okay?"
Speak up, but the eyes are out of focus. Probably not even looking at him.
I thought he might have remembered the fear of some day rather than the fact that he had been caught too scared by the time he reached the warehouse. That's all she has now. That was similar to one day's eyes.
Fix everything and call her nickname, again.
"What's up, Coo? Have you remembered something scary?"
"... supu and garlic,"
Then his neck moved a little and finally Krew looked at him. But the voice is trembling, badly plundered. I didn't seem to forget his name.
Sputnik cares about her.
"Are you stupid?"
I didn't say that. I said a little rumbling.
I guess that was an unexpected word for her. Show a slight look.
"Buh."
But Sputnik doesn't wait for that mess to subside. I lay my poisonous tongue pale as usual.
"I know you just said stupid because you're stupid, but this stupid employee. I don't know. I'm shaking like a rattlesnake with a man's arm. I don't recall you being raised to be such a mundane daughter."
"Yes, because"
"Because there's nothing. Listen carefully, 'Why should I be frightened'? I was the one who helped you then. What are you afraid of when I come and help you this time?"
I won't let you pinch any excuses. To words like the bow and arrow he unleashes, he also does not give a gap of doubt.
And with all the wasting, I open my left arm wide, and laugh and look.
"Or what, have you forgotten those days already? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"It is."
The effect seemed to be surface. I can tell from a distance that her cheeks, which had been blue until earlier, are getting all red.
Finally, she stopped being patient and screamed out at her usual condition.
"So, hold it - hi, don't say bad things about people! I just couldn't sleep because I was scared, so you just had me sleep with you a few times!
"Ooh, I said that in the sense of 'I couldn't sleep, I hugged you every night and I accompanied you to sleep'. No, I don't know what you imagined at all, Mr. Crewe is eh."
When I made him laugh to tease me, his open eyes hung. There is blood on his expression, and if he is a cat, his hair becomes a shape that is just upside down.
Sputnik thinks. - That's fine.
"Mr. Sputnik's idiot!
"Wow, you're gonna say something to your boss."
Otherwise it's not cute.
... Though I wouldn't say that if my mouth were torn.
"Well."
Whimpering as I exhaled, I pulled out of the storage was a bottle of pointed precision (semitsu or sledding) at the tip. To the sharpness of its cutting edge, a man peeled his eyes.
"Well, what are you gonna do with it?"
"Oh, what do you think you're going to do?
I can't help but be funny how frightened a man is. After turning to play with his hands, he pointed the tip straight at the man and made him say, "I can pierce your eyes with this," etc., the man screamed briefly.
Stay in the position where you stand, and think about how to do it. Though I said so in my mouth, the man is holding Crewe. I'm confident in my aim, but the moment I throw it, there's no guarantee that Crewe or the man won't move at all off the spot, and I'm a little uncomfortable using a flying tool. I wondered what it would be best to do.
"No... let go!
"Hagu!?
Faster than he decides to act, what a big bite Krew bites into the man's arm. A man pulls his arm as he screams strangely at an attack from where he didn't expect it to be.
Released, she jumped into his chest as she rushed to Sputnik at first sight.
"Mr. Sputnik!
"Well done. Well done. Are you hurt or does your stomach hurt?
"It's okay."
Hold him back tight and cut the rope around his arms. Then I stroked my head, and I narrowed my eyes and looked happy - but soon afterwards, I swelled my cheeks as usual, wondering if anything was offensive.
I looked up at Sputnik with a disgruntled look and said, wondering what was going on.
"It tasted bad."
Apparently the taste of a man's arm was disgusting. but
"That would be right. If it tastes good, it's hard."
At any rate, she is an employee of her place and also a cohabitant. If you feel like eating human flesh and you have to worry about being attacked by sleep every night, you won't be able to.
- Anyway, that.
"Hi-ha-ha."
The man, realizing that he no longer had the art of protecting himself, turned his back on this one and rushed to the door. However,
"Let me."
There's no way I'm gonna let that get away with it. Sputnik steps in heavily when he releases the crew, throwing a single grip, horizontal. It pierced the man's glutes brilliantly and the man fell down lightly. Blood twitches in my pants.
The man can't seem to get up anymore, whether he fell out of his hips or injured him more deeply than he expected. Still, without looking back at this one, I drag my body desperately to the exit. I admire that escape spirit of trying to escape even when I crawl, but that did not become an element of circumstantial discretion for Sputnik.
Catching up with people who couldn't walk was easier than anything else.
Stasta and I walked away and stopped our legs one step ahead of us reaching the man's shoulder. Have you noticed Sputnik's presence in a shadow covered in yourself, or a man stops crawling and looks back at this one in awe. "Higga," he screamed again as he grinned as his eyes met. It's disrespectful.
I will translate and tell them that it is very unfortunate that our employees have been involved in such outrageous incidents, so that they are still easily understood by morons like them.
"Oh, Themé, you used to kick my employees."
"Su, excuse me"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Oh yeah, what happens when Temehe's got a kick in the belly? I guess there's gonna be so many good ones out there, huh?
"Gu, Shh!
Step on your stomach as you wish. and the man raised his voice like a frog.
"N, is saliva the only way Temehe can throw up? I mean, don't joke about it, it's gonna be so much money, you're gonna throw up - yeah. If you can't get anything out of it, why don't you drink it at any time? If you drink two or thirty bottles, you can throw up about one, right?
And what I took from my hips was the excess of an earlier ring size gauge. When touched, the ring sounds rough and metal, and the man further constricts with the sound. Seeing a pitiful tremor, Sputnik put his finger on the connection of the wire that bound the gauge, then.
Dong, and I was struck in the back. Heavy feeling, like being leaned on by each person. But all my people should have put them to sleep. As there were still remnants of the party, I looked back and thought,
"No, please, Mr. Sputnik!
Crewe was stuck on his back.
He must have rushed over, in desperate shape, clinging to him hard.
"Coo?"
"Um, sure, me, those people kidnapped me, scared me, but they hurt me, but, but, but that doesn't explain why Mr. Sputnik can do terrible things to that person! That's the job of the police station, so if Mr. Sputnik bullies you, you can't, because I'm fine...!
"Ji, lady......!
A man looking up at her with tearful eyes, as if she had even appeared a goddess or a savior. I feel angry not to get on with it, but the way to do it is to turn it around.
First of all, it's better to do something about this beloved employee.
Exhale small, and abusive cravings are stored at the bottom of your stomach once. Then he made a gentle smile and gently stroked Crewe's head with a pound.
"Right, well, Coo's a sweet kid."
"Not so much."
"But no."
"... Huh?
As he held the head of a pompous crew, he quickly mouthed it on his cheek.
I don't know what they did. I assumed, but I immediately understood. Unaccustomed to that hand prank, she tides her face to her ears as she looks around.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha."
"You're a good girl, so make yourself comfortable there."
And when he leaned his lips against his earlobes and whispered low, he exhaled "hiccups" and possibly meaningless voices.
Turn it around. Make it right, and gently press your shoulder. Crewe sat up with his back turned when he went about three steps in an unbridled foothold.
The savior's dismal exit also makes despair colour the man's face.
"Also, I won't, sorry, so forgive me...!
"What am I mistaken for?"
Squeezing, whining, take out one writing needle and shake it down.
Sputnik's grip made it through the man's right hand.
"Gahhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Take out more as you scratch your ears with your pinky fingers, another one. Now I pierced my left hand from flat to A's. The scream gets even louder.
"Look, I'm not willing to cooperate in police policing, and I don't care if Temehe commits a recidivism or not. What matters is how scared Temehe and the others are of me."
Tell him Sputnik took the hand-held precision bag out of his lumbar bag. The tips of the gripping pieces are all firmly pointed.
"I have nine left in my hand. I wonder how many more pieces your body will endure."
Listening to the man's annoying screams, Sputnik shook up a second bottle - that's when.
"That's it!
Batavan, and.
It made a flashy noise and the door opened.
"This place is under siege by the police! Release the hostages, drop your weapons and surrender!
And all over the warehouse, a woman's voice echoes.
The voice of Rin, Alto Soprano, which I have heard many times.
In the light that plugged in, one hand on his waist and speaking frankly was "Inspector Sensitive Arms," a police station rear fiat branch, who took the face of the police station special guard, nuts.
"Otherwise... oh...?
But the mouth weakens from the middle and eventually interrupts. Probably because what was going on in the warehouse was different from what I had imagined.
I'm sure what they were portraying was a hostage in captivity and frightening and the killers taking it as a shield. But inside the actual warehouse are the men who turn their eyes and roll, and the men who are threatened and the hostages who sit in flames, and.
A young man with a weapon and a happy expression threatening a man, one.
"What...?
"Ah, uh..."
Sputnik grinned ambiguously with his eyes on the nuts floating the question mark.
Without an explanation of the situation, I don't know, but the tools that uncovered the two men are indisputably his business tools, and Sputnik is the person who can't possibly be here right now in the first place. That's right. He's also aggressive, and I can't think of a good reason.
But I guess it's the same with the nuts that are confused. Words don't seem to come out well to my surprise, and I move my mouth as I keep pointing at him.
"Uh, well, what..."
A little, since I got lost.
Sputnik tilted his little neck to make a loving laugh or something, and told him that he couldn't help but think of it.
"... the weather was nice, for a little walk?
You're not making excuses, it's late when you think.
"Or, or..., secure!
"Oi, fool, wait a minute -"
Sputnik's voice of protest was scratched off by the sound of the squad entering.
And it begins, the police station special guard vs. Sputnik's big catch.
(cont 'd)