Super Trick or Treat System

…Redman pointed out: "But they committed a crime."

"Yes, but-" "This fact must probably be remembered."

"I don't think they need any reminder, Mr. Redman. I think they feel inside."

She is very inside, which does not surprise him. These analysts took over the podium. They are located where the bible smasher used to stand. The fire below is about naked sermons, but with a slightly less vocabulary. If the ritual is followed, it is basically the same story with hope of healing. The righteous will inherit the kingdom of heaven.

He noticed that there is a pursuit on the sports field. Pursuit is now captured. One victim is lying in his boots in another, smaller victim. This is a pretty cruel display.

Leifertal and Reid seized the scene at the same time.

"Sorry. I must-"

She began to descend the stairs.

She said, "If you want to take a look, your workshop is the third door on the left, I'll be right back." She will be like hell. Judging from the situation at the scene, separating them is a three-point crowbar job.

Redman wandered into his studio. The door was locked, but through the metal glass, he could see the bench, vise and tools. Not bad at all. If he is put on hold long enough, he can even teach them some carpentry.

A little frustrated not being able to enter, he doubled down the corridor, and then followed Li Huai downstairs, easily finding his way out to the sunlit sports field. The battle or massacre has stopped around, and there are some spectators scattered around. Leftal stood, looking down at the boy on the ground. A caretaker knelt on the boy's head; the injury looked bad.

When Redman approached, many viewers looked up at the new faces. There were whispers and some smiles.

Redman looked at the boy. Maybe he was sixteen years old, lying on the ground with his cheeks, as if listening to the ground.

"Lacy, Leifertal named the boy for Redman.

"Is he seriously injured?"

The man kneeling beside Lacey shook his head.

"Not bad. I fell a bit. Nothing broke."

The boy's nose was full of blood. He closed his eyes. peaceful. He may be dead. "Where is the **** stretcher?" the manager said. He was obviously uncomfortable in the dry land. Someone said, "They are here, sir." Redman thought this was the aggressor. A skinny guy: about nineteen years old. That kind of eyes may turn sour at a rate of twenty degrees.

Indeed, a group of boys were emerging from the main building, carrying a stretcher and a red blanket. They all grinned.

Today, the best audience is over, and the audience's ranks are beginning to scatter. Picking up the debris is not much fun. Redman said: "Wait, don't we need some witnesses here? Who did this?"

Shrugs occasionally, but most people turn a deaf ear. They hesitated, as if they said nothing. Redman said: "We saw it. Look from the window."

Li Huai did not provide any support.

"Isn't it?" he asked her.

"I think this is too much. But I don't want to see this kind of bullying anymore, do you all understand me?"

She had seen Lacey and easily recognized him from that distance. Why is there no attacker? Redman kicked himself for not paying attention. Faces without names and personalities, it is difficult to distinguish them. Even if he is almost certain that the boy with condensed eyes, the risk of making wrongdoing charges is high. He concluded that there is no time to make mistakes now. This time, he had to give up the problem.

Leftal seemed unmoved.

She said quietly: "Lacy, it has always been Lacey."

"He wants it," said a boy with a stretcher, brushing a bundle of blond hair from his eyes. "He didn't know it would be better."

Li Huai ignored this observation, supervised the transfer to the stretcher, and then began to walk back to the main building. Everything is so random.

"Not completely healthy, Lacey." She said vaguely almost under explanation. That's it. Very sympathetic.

When they tucked the red blanket around Lacey's still state, Redman glanced back. Two things happened almost simultaneously.

The first one: Someone in the group said: "That's a pig. The second one: Lacey's eyes opened, looking straight into Redman's eyes, wide, clear, and real.

The next day, Redman spent a lot of time arranging his studio. Many tools are destroyed or rendered useless due to untrained handling: toothless saws, chiseled chisels and boundless vices, broken vices. He needs money to provide the store with basic knowledge of transactions, but now is not the time to start asking. Wait wisely and be seen as decent work. He is used to institutional politics. The power is full. The bell rang at about 4:30, which is a good way to leave the workshop. He ignored it, but after a while, his instincts became better. The bell is an alarm, and the alarm sounds to remind people. He left the tidy room, locked the workshop door behind him, and listened to his ears.

The bell rang in the ridiculed hospital ward, and two or three rooms were closed from the main building. They were beautifully decorated, with a few photos and curtains hanging on the windows. There was no sign of smoke in the air, so it was clearly not a fire. Although someone is shouting. Louder than shouting. l called.

He quickened his pace and walked along the endless corridor, and when he turned to the troops, a small figure rushed straight to him. The impact dissipated both of them, but Redman caught the young man before he took off again. The captive reacted quickly, stomping Redman's shin barefoot. But he made him fast.

"Let me **** you-"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

His followers are almost there. "catch him!"

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

"catch him!"

It's like wrestling a crocodile: this kid is full of fear. But his anger was all spent. When he spat on Redman's face, tears poured into his bruised eyes. It was Lacey in his arms, the unhealthy Lacey.

"Okay. We caught him."

When the guard took over, Redman took a step back and placed Lacey in a place that seemed appropriate to break the boy's arm. Two or three others appeared at the corner. Two boys and a nurse, a very cute creature. "Let go of me... let me go..." Lacey yelled, but any fighting stomach disappeared from him. After the defeat, his face popped out, but his still bull-like eyes raised his head to the tan Redman accusingly. He looks younger than sixteen, almost preteen. There were fluffy whispers on his cheeks, there were some spots in the bruises, and the dressing on his nose was not good. But from the time when there were still virgins, it was a girl's face, a virgin's face. And eyes.

Li Huai has already appeared, it is too late and can not be used.

"How is this going?"

The watchman stood up. The chase made him hold his breath and lose his temper.

"He locked himself in the toilet. He tried to get out of the window."

"why?"

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