The other side of the perfect world

Chapter 25 Crisis

#25 Crisis

Whoa!

The whole body was thrown on the sofa coffee table, and the glasses on it fell almost at the same time and shattered all over the ground, like soap bubbles bursting collectively at the same time.

Makishima, who was lying sideways on the floor clutching his injured arm, was suddenly grabbed by the collar roughly by a man.

"Baby, why can't I help playing? Brother, I haven't played enough!"

The facial features twisted into a ball in pain, Makishima spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and spit it directly on the man's face.

"Fuck your sister!"

The man uttered a swear word, and together with the others pulled up Makishima, who was as soft as a jellyfish, and took another iron fist on his flat stomach——

Boom!

The internal organs were almost squeezed out, Makishima wanted to cover the wound, but the two naturally drooping arms couldn't even move a finger.His body was being held between five big and three thick men, and he was being punched and kicked unscrupulously.

"Haha, hahaha... It seems that the information given by the 'teacher' is wrong. I heard that you are very good at fighting. Why are you weak like a woman now?"

On one side, Hasegawa crossed his arms and folded his chest, watching the atrocities in front of him with a cold eye.

These thugs were all recruited by him at a high price, just to deal with Makishima.

"If he insists on taking away my favorite thing, then I can only...repay him by taking away his favorite thing!"

——This is what he said to the "teacher" in front of his unconscious brother's bed.

This sentence is a promise!

And now is the time for him to fulfill his promise!

"You...why...do this kind of thing?"

Weak as if it was about to melt away, Hasegawa laughed out loud at this voice.

"Are you an idiot? Why? Of course it's because you want to do this! Huh, who made you and that guy named Shinya Sly be so ignorant, and that guy beat me!"

Although he didn't think he was a man with a small belly and a grudge, but the idol's face was slapped, why can't he just let it go?How good-tempered is he? !

"Sure enough...you were caught by us...so you're in a hurry?"

Makishima, who was being beaten like sandbags by a group of men, smiled coldly.This smile is noble and elegant, no matter how embarrassed it is, it can't bury the innate sacred temperament.

"Handle? Haha, what clues can you get? Don't forget that I have the physique of exoneration! Speaking of which, this thing is really easy to use. As long as you take some pills similar to cold medicine on time, you can get one case in 200 million people. In this world controlled by the Sibyl system, what is more exciting than being a person with this constitution of immunity? And ah, don’t you think that committing crimes with such a constitution is just like It’s like mocking the all-knowing and omnipotent Sibyl system for being blind, hahaha, you don’t even know how much I thank the ‘teacher’!”

Having made such rebellious remarks, Hasegawa Tsubasa laughed wildly.

"That 'teacher'...is just using you..."

After receiving a solid punch on the left cheek, Makishima swallowed the blood and moistened his throat, saying so.

"Use? Yes, of course he is using me. How many people in this world would do unprofitable things? It's not Jesus..."

Hasegawa shrugged indifferently, unlike ordinary people, he didn't mind being used at all.

"However, it's the same for me when it comes to using it. I use the resources, brains and abilities of the 'teacher' to obtain immunity, and then carry out unprecedented revenge... I, as long as I can get justice for my brother, let alone being used once or twice , what does it matter if he is used all his life?! Because, I love him so deeply..."

"But... your brother doesn't love you at all!"

Hearing Makishima's blunt ridicule, Hasegawa Shibu's complacent face suddenly changed color.

"What do you know!"

The roar was so loud that the group of thugs who used people's money to relieve disasters trembled unexpectedly, and the thin eardrums seemed to be cracked by the high-decibel shock.

"Brother, he loves me! Brother, he loves me! Brother, he must love me! Even...even if he doesn't love me, as long as I love him is enough! I love him...I love him... ...I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him..."

Obsessed, Hasegawa repeated the three words "I love him" hundreds of times, then raised his hand suddenly, and picked up a holographic projection placed in the living room, but in fact it was genuine aromatherapy.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Makishima, you are the most pathetic person, right? You are so good at it, but you fell into the hands of such a small thing! Hahaha, hahahaha..."

Raising his eyes blurred by blood, Makishima twitched the corners of his lips mockingly after catching a glimpse of what seemed to be incense, but was actually incense.

"Why do you use such low-level means to deal with me... Why don't you just let me listen to 'Double Helix'? I still have a little appreciation for music."

"what!"

Makishima's suggestion provoked a sneer from Hasegawawa.

"If the 'Double Helix' was useful to you, I would have played it a long time ago! The 'teacher' was watching you when you came to the concert that night, and he told me that you were not hypnotized at all! Well... since The 'double helix' doesn't work for you, so I had to use some simple and rough methods. The result is indeed as expected, the most primitive method is the best way to deal with a guy with high IQ and physical skills like you. "

The most primitive way Hasegawa Shiguchi refers to is Mixiang.

This fragrance was provided for him by the "teacher". It is an extremely rare fragrance that is not circulated in the market. It takes a minute or two, and the whole body will be sore and limp, and the limbs will be weak, as if hungry for days and nights, the body can't exert any strength, but the mind is still awake. It is a special scent that only takes away human strength. .

The inventor of this fragrance is the "teacher", therefore, only the "teacher" has the antidote that can resist this fragrance.

"Heh...'Double Helix' doesn't work for me, but it works for most people immediately!"

Makishima, who barely turned over, said with a sneer.

"Yes, yes! Those idiots never dreamed that they committed suicide under the hypnosis of piano music!"

"Piano music hypnotizes...it's unbelievable if you don't see it with your own eyes."

"But it's true! This "Double Helix" is the best and greatest piano piece!"

Showing an intoxicated expression, Hasegawa raised his hands to the sky, as if blind believers were worshiping gods and Buddhas.At this moment, Makishima's voice woke up his ear drum again.

"But... is that 'best and greatest piano piece' really written by you?"

Even though he was beaten by a group of men and was unable to fight back, Ke Makishima insisted on talking to Hasegawawa——

Dialogue is the most direct and convenient means of obtaining information from a person.

"You guy, are you talking to me?"

Aware of Makishima's intentions, Hasegawa crossed his arms, tilted his head and stared at Makishima who was dying on the ground for a while, then waved his hands to signal the group of thugs to stop, then grinned and walked over.

"You are so interesting, you are about to hang up, and you still want to ask something out of my mouth..."

Crouching down, he reached out and grabbed Makishima's chin and lifted it up quite vigorously.

Even though he was beaten until the corner of his mouth was bleeding, Makishima's appearance was still so perfect that countless people envied him. Seeing this, Hasegawa couldn't help showing a wicked smirk.

"Anyway, you are not far from your death, so I will tell you mercifully! This sheet music is left to me by my brother, it is like a treasure to me, so I use it to kill those who betrayed my brother The fans are the most meaningful, as for the 'teacher', he is just someone who helped me hide my brother and sold me medicine."

"What... the real Hasegawa Haru is...alive?"

"Nonsense! Of course I'm alive! But thanks to those idiot fans, it's almost as if I'm dead... Don't think about my brother, he's mine!"

Letting go of his hand, Hasegawa Tsubasa finished declaring ownership, took a few steps back and held the piano score in a tube shape in his hand, posing as a conductor, and gave orders in a high-pitched voice.

"Come on, gentlemen, the beating of the prelude is almost done, a piece of music must have a climax, so next... It's ShowTime!"

Snapped!

Knocking the paper tube on the palm of his hand became the loudest signal.

The men who surrounded Makishima suddenly showed obscene smiles one by one, and took off their shirts and belts one after another.The living room was instantly filled with such vulgar sounds, lewd laughter, the sound of belts slipping through metal buckles, the sound of cloth rubbing against skin...

The eardrums felt a sharp pain, seeing the actions of the men, Makishima knew exactly what was going to happen next——

Annoyed, he rubbed the golden pupils into bright red.

Some of the topless men licked their tongues, and some couldn't wait to squat down, as if they were going to brutalize the underage girls.The man who seemed to collapse on the ground was a piece of cream cake delivered to his mouth without paying, and they could just enjoy the delicious meal hard.

"I, I want to completely destroy you, Makishima Saint Guardian, because only in this way can I deal the most thorough blow to that fearless wolf!"

Hasegawa Haru moved a chair and sat down comfortably to watch a good show.

"Although his body is a bit stronger, but with his appearance, it should be delicious enough to eat. Let's start...don't forget our original agreement, we must thoroughly, thoroughly, play, destroy, him!"

stab-

As soon as the words fell, Makishima's shirt collar was torn to pieces!

Slowly moving footsteps stopped.

Following behind Makishima Shenghu, Kou finally found out the hidden truth amidst bottomless doubts.

Without a sound, something was lifted up.

Makishima Shenghu, who was walking in front, raised the corners of his mouth, folded his feet, and stood in place.

got windy.

The cool wind messed up the silver-white hair, but it didn't mess up and pointed at the hot weapon made of cold metal behind——

The pistol was threatening his life.

At the same time as the wind stopped, a cunning and emotionless voice sounded——

"Where is Makishima?! Who are you?!"