Chapter 233: Confusion

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"Tomari Shinosuke——How dare you...!?"

Hitoshi Mitsuhide, who was dazed for a moment, came to his senses and immediately shouted in anger and disbelief.

"How dare I? As you say, have you forgotten that time I beat you outside the door?"

Tomari Shinnosuke laughed and stepped forward, raising his foot and kicking Hitoshi Hide mercilessly.

Nirya Mitsuhide subconsciously raised his arms to resist, while shouting "Help" and "Tomari Shinnosuke is crazy".

But the people around him seemed not to see or hear, and they were still chatting about their own affairs, and were indifferent to the fact that Toriyashinosuke was beating Nitaroshihide violently.

Anger spread in Niliang Mitsuhide's heart, and then Niliang Mitsuhide suddenly discovered one thing, that is...it doesn't hurt! Although Tomarinosuke kept beating him, he didn't feel any pain at all.

After realizing this, Niliang Mitsuhide tentatively gave up his resistance and looked up at Toriyashinosuke.

What greeted Hitoshi Hitoshi was a pair of shoe soles that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Bang!

Jin Liang Mitsuhide's head hit the ground hard, making a muffled sound.

But Hitoshi Hide, who raised his hand and touched his face, suddenly burst into suppressed laughter.

Snapped!

There was no need to bother Shinnosuke Tomari, as Mitsuhide Hitoshi raised his hand and slapped him again on the face, without saving any energy.

After the fight, Niliang Mitsuhide began to laugh excitedly.

"It doesn't hurt! Hahaha - it doesn't hurt! Hahahahaha - I'm dreaming, haha, I'm dreaming, this is a dream!!"

Nirasa Mitsuhide looked at Tomarinosuke, who seemed to be frightened by him, and started to retreat subconsciously, with a ferocious expression, and rushed towards him with a ferocious smile.

Tomonosuke dodged away, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you? Renliang, are you crazy?"

"Bah! You are crazy. I am more awake now than ever!"

Saying this, Niliang Mitsuhide got up from the ground, then turned around and punched the person next to him.

The man immediately looked at Niliang Mitsuhide in shock and anger and yelled: "Niliang, are you crazy!?"

Nirya Mitsuhide ignored the man and just gave him another kick as if to vent his anger. Then he looked at Tomarinosuke again, took off the gun from his waist, opened the safety and pointed it at Tomarinosuke.

"I'm going to kill you, Tomonosuke, just like I killed your father!"

[In my dream, can I still let others bully me? There is no such reason! ]

Thinking like this, Niliang Mitsuhide was about to pull the trigger.

He is no longer afraid!

Hey--





"Die-!!!"

Jin Liang Mitsuhide screamed and woke up from the bed in the infirmary.

A small space blocked by a curtain, a familiar smell and a familiar room.

"...Have you finally woken up?"

Jin Liang Mitsuhide opened the curtain and looked around.

Shelves, sofas, tables, chairs for displaying medicines.

There is a desk with his folding fan on it, but no office chair for the doctor to sit on.

The exact same scene as in the dream once again unfolded before Niliang Mitsuhide's eyes, which made Niliang Mitsuhide unable to help but feel a sense of confusion between reality and illusion.

In order to seek truth, Niliang Mitsuhide slowly raised his hand and pinched himself gently.

It doesn’t hurt…

Renliang Mitsuhide pinched hard again, hey, happy.

"I don't feel pain, ha, I don't feel pain, ha ha ha -"

He understands, he understands everything.

In reality, although I don’t know how Toriyashinosuke did it, according to Toriyashinosuke, he was indeed beaten severely by Toriyashinosuke and his body hurt, so he started doing it. Such a dream, a dream from which you can't wake up until you take a break!

Niras Mitsuhide summarizes the rules of dreams.

First he felt no pain.

Secondly, as long as he doesn't deliberately provoke others, others will ignore him.

The last thing is, you can't intend to kill, because the dream will come back.

Forget about the third point, he has already verified the first two points, so as long as he verifies the second point, it can be proved that he is still in a dream and has not yet woken up.

Jin Liang Mitsuhide took back the folding fan placed on his desk and strode towards the medical room.

Hey--

On the back of Jin Liang Mitsuhide's neck, the orange bter virus was spreading.

Outside the door, the doctor in the infirmary had just returned from using the toilet when he saw Hitoshi Mitsuhide striding out of the infirmary in a lively manner.

He raised his hand, but after remembering the vaccination that Oita Genhachiro had given him before, the corner of his mouth suddenly couldn't help but twitch twice, and he lowered his arm.

"It turns out that everything Chaitian Police Department said is true..."

After muttering this softly, the doctor walked back to his infirmary.

On the other side, Niliang Mitsuhide shook his folding fan and looked around.

As he observed, the confusion between illusion and reality began to arise in his heart again.

Because unlike the last two dreams, the people in this "dream" did not gather in the lobby on the first floor, but were scattered in their respective rooms as normal.

This gradually made a hesitant look appear on Renliang Mitsuhide's face, and he began to suspect that he had woken up and was not still in a dream.

But the problem is...it doesn't hurt.

Niliang Mitsuhide thought while pinching his own flesh as he walked.

Is it because he didn't work hard enough?

Thinking this, Niliang Mitsuhide stopped, raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Snapped!

The bright red handprints left traces on his face, but Niliang Mitsuhide seemed to feel nothing, and gave him another slap on the other side of the face with his backhand.

Snapped!

Passerby:"……"

Passerby B: "???"

They looked at Mitsuhide Ni in great astonishment, then looked at each other again, and finally decided to ignore Mitsuhide Ni with twitching lips, so as not to get into any unnecessary trouble, just like the police officer Otsuda said.

Speaking of which, it was Detective Tori who carried Mitsuhide Hitoshi to the infirmary.

The two passers-by looked at each other again, and both saw a capital and bold word in each other's eyes - Porcelain!

At the same time, Niliang Mitsuhide, who had just slapped himself twice, looked refreshed.

He thought happily, it doesn't hurt... Ha, it was indeed a dream!

Still, he decided to be cautious.

So, Niliang Mitsuhide raised his head, and in his eyes, passers-by A and B were minding their own business, chatting about their own affairs, as if they didn't notice his strange behavior, and passed by him naturally, not even looking at each other from the corner of their eyes. There was no peripheral vision left for him.

Jin Liang Mitsuhide nodded, yes, this is in line with the rules he concluded.

The last thing is...

When Renliang Mitsuhide walked up to him, he suddenly raised his hand and punched him.

Bang!

Passerby C immediately yelled, "F*ck".

"Renliang, are you crazy!?"

However, looking at the shocked and angry expression of Passerby C, Niliang Mitsuhide said "Hey", patted Passerby C on the head, and left straight away.

During this process, Niliang Mitsuhide's expression gradually became arrogant and he laughed strangely.

Passerby C: "!!?"

This strange performance successfully shocked passerby C.

Passerby C decided not to get along with the madman, especially since the madman was still a section chief.

At the same time, Nirisang Mitsuhide took the elevator and went down to the first floor.

Since it was a dream, according to his previous two experiences, although the behavior patterns of others had changed this time and they did not gather together below, as the core of this dream, Tomari Shinosuke must still be in the lobby on the first floor.

While the elevator is going down.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock...

As the environment became quieter, the familiar sound of the second hand moving sounded again, which further confirmed Niliang Mitsuhide's suspicion that he was in a dream.

But Nirisa Mitsuhide couldn't see it. Just on the back of his neck, the orange bugster viruses were arranged in the shape of a clock, with the second hand spinning.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock...

Hey--