My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

One of the two young security police pointed at Hideji Kitahara with a baton, and the other was holding a walkie-talkie calling for help. It's not that they are timid, but that Kitahara Hideji's current state looks very dangerous. Not only is the white shirt and tie splattered with blood, but also his handsome face is blushing. , not like a college student, but like a ruthless killer with dozens of lives on his back.

The scene behind them was even more horrifying. The wounded rolled on the ground, moaning together, scattered from the road all the way to the entrance of the apartment building, making it impossible to estimate how many victims were still in the building.

These two public security policemen are extremely guilty under this situation, and they have no courage in their hands-they are not qualified to carry guns, and low-level fish like them are not up to criminal cases. Right now, each of them has a baton , obviously useless, but looking at Kitahara Hideji's vicious look, I was really afraid that he would go crazy, so he came up and pushed them to the ground and beat them violently.

Fortunately, Hideji Kitahara is still three points rational after all when he is angry, and has no thoughts of fighting against the violent state machine, let alone attacking the police when he gets hot. He looked at the two security policemen who looked extremely nervous, and then looked down. Ota Kenye, who had been beaten to the point of losing his sanity, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmed down a bit, slowly dropped the wooden knife and raised his hands, but instead of squatting down with his head in his arms, he shouted loudly: "Officer, I was in self-defense, these people are trespassing on people's houses."

Hideji Kitahara put away his cold expression, calmed down his hostility, and immediately became a gentle and handsome young man again. The two security policemen approached vigilantly with batons in their hands. He didn't look like a villain anymore, he couldn't help believing it, and his expression softened a little. But the wounded here, no matter what the reason is, who is right and who is wrong, after all, it is Kitahara Hideji who caused all this, the danger is still very obvious, so one of them took out the handcuffs and prepared to handcuff him first.

Kitahara Hideji didn't really want to wear this thing, so he discussed softly: "Officer, I'm under eighteen years old, and I won't run away and hurt others, so why not?"

The Law on the Protection of Minors protects many scumbags. Since scumbags can be used, he also wants to enjoy the privilege.

"Over fourteen?"

"Exceeding..."

With a crisp sound, he was still handcuffed, but the security policeman who handcuffed him seemed a little sorry, and motioned to another security policeman to take a towel from the police bicycle and put it on his hand to cover him, and gently He patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, and said softly: "Don't struggle hard, lest you get tight and hurt your hand."

Kitahara Hideji was speechless. He used to hate that the charm value was too high, and he was always harassed by brainless girls, and he was very upset. Now he hopes that the charm value will exceed 100. Then maybe he can get a good treatment, at least he doesn't need to wear this " bracelet".

A moment later, reinforcements from the public security station arrived, and the siren of the police car whistled harshly. On the fourth floor, Yangzi heard the movement, opened the door carefully, tiptoed and looked down, and saw that there were already many policemen on the road downstairs. , while Hideji Kitahara was being escorted towards the direction of the police car. Immediately, she became anxious, didn't care about anything, and ran downstairs desperately, passing by the police and medical staff who entered the building to check how many people Hideji Kitahara had injured.

No one cared about her, but she became scared as she ran, afraid that Hideji Kitahara would do something big, and her nose kept getting sore. She rushed out of the apartment building and saw Kitahara Hideji being pressed lightly on the head and stuffed into the car, her eyes were blurred with tears, and she shouted with all her strength, "Onisan!"

Kitahara Hideji heard it, stopped his body and looked back, and discussed with the policeman beside him in a good voice: "Officer, it's my sister, can you let me have a few words with her?"

The policeman hesitated for a moment, then took another look at Yoko Ono, and found that he was only about ten years old, not threatening, and his little body was shaking violently, it was very pitiful, so he didn't put Hideji Kitahara in the car again, which was a tacit consent , turned around and talked to the driver.

Yoko Ono quickly ran over, threw her head into Kitahara Hideji's arms, hugged him tightly, and shouted with sobs: "Onisan, I'm sorry, I hurt you! I hurt you, I'm sorry !"

She was a bit precocious but she was young and had little knowledge. She hid in the house and didn't see what happened. When she saw so many policemen, she instinctively thought that something serious must have happened.

Hideji Kitahara squatted down, wiped her tears with handcuffed hands, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, Yoko, don't scare yourself, it's not a big deal. By the way, the police may ask you later Ask you, just say what you have, don't be afraid, just tell the truth, understand?"

"I will take the responsibility!" Yang Ziyi grasped his hand, wrapped his big hand tightly with her small hand, and nodded desperately with tears in her eyes.

Kitahara Hideji laughed dumbly, "I beat the man, what responsibility do you bear. Stop talking nonsense, Yoko, stay at home and wait for me to come back with peace of mind... Well, close the door, call the police if something happens, and take care of yourself And Hyakujiro."

Ono Yoko said anxiously: "But this happened because of me..."

Kitahara Hideji interrupted her, and said softly but seriously in her ear: "Don't do unnecessary things, don't say unnecessary things, wait for me at home, don't make me worry, Yoko."

Yoko Ono actually wanted to follow Kitahara Hideji to the public security station to share the joys and sorrows, but seeing Kitahara Hideji's serious expression, she knew that going would not help the matter, and might add to the chaos, so she hesitated for a moment and suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, The little face was pressed against his face, and he suppressed sobbing and said seriously: "I will wait for you, Ornisan, no matter how long."

Although Hideji Kitahara tried her best to comfort her, but based on the experience she gained from TV dramas - when the hero is going through hardships, she will always smile softly and say to the heroine, "It's okay, it doesn't matter", showing the demeanor of a real man ——I felt that something big must happen, but I was still very scared.

This is also normal, after all, she is only ten years old, and it is still too far away from her, so it is not bad that she is not crying and panicking.

And Hideji Kitahara was a little speechless, why did it sound so unlucky, as if he was going to jail? But it was always Yangzi who cared about him, so he could only silently wipe away her tears, but more and more.

The middle-aged policeman next to him felt that it was almost done, and patted Kitahara Hideji lightly, interrupting their "life and death parting", but his expression was still gentle, and he asked, "Is it all right?" The boy felt good, so he was a little more accommodating, but they couldn't let them talk endlessly.

"Thank you for troubling you, officer, thank you." Hideji Kitahara thanked him, then said to Yoko, "Go back soon", and he was stuffed into the car and taken directly to the security station.

He looked back in the car and saw the small figure of Yoko standing motionless by the side of the road, as if desperately wiping away tears, and the side of his face was also cold, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile—Yoko Ono was young and had little knowledge In her opinion, being arrested by the police may be a big problem, but it is actually not as serious as she thought.

It's not worthwhile to risk your own future for some scumbags.

Even if he became aggressive in the end, lost control of his emotions, and beat people extremely hard, but he still has three points of his brain online, and there shouldn't be any major problems, at most it's just a few flesh injuries. Poisonous hands don't need to be so strenuous. It was on the fourth floor at the time, and I used a little skill to throw a few down from the upstairs. At the very least, I would have to start with paraplegia, and it would be easy to kill a few people—whether it was self-defense or not, as long as I killed someone, I would definitely be punished. Looking at it differently, it will have a great impact on the future, and it can be regarded as a different kind of murderer, so it is better not to do it as much as possible. Besides, even if it was a legitimate defense, if seven or eight people were killed or four or five people were disabled in one breath, the judge would have to eat a few catties of brain fragments to believe it?

But looking at the situation in front of me, troubles are inevitable.

He closed his eyes, began to calm down, and prepared to deal with all kinds of troubles that would follow—there was nothing to be afraid of, and people who are afraid of trouble never become successful, so just treat it as a tempering of your character.

[PS. I'm really sorry everyone, the group number in the introduction is wrong, it should be 629977672, it will take seven days to change, I'm really sorry. 】