Anger, hatred, sorrow, and despair were intertwined in his heart.Think about a problem for a long time. He holds a gun in his hand.Whether the gun should be aimed at his own chest or theirs, hesitating.When anger and hatred are strong, he wants to kill them with one shot.They had killed his friend before, and they had gotten away with it.There are murderers who go unpunished!Where is justice?What's even worse is that these people show no remorse at all.He wanted to sanction them instead of the law.He felt he had that right.This is not just revenge, but also to uphold justice and do justice for the sky.

But when he was pessimistic and desperate, he wanted to commit suicide.He pointed the muzzle of the gun at his chest, and as long as he pulled the bolt, it would be over.He hated them, but they were his people.Moreover, the evil thoughts in his own heart have not been eliminated. His sorrow comes from his intelligence.If his intelligence is lower than that of ordinary people, perhaps there will be no troubles. He stared blankly at the pistol, could it really pull the bolt?He looked at his hands, felt that such a thing was easy, and showed a self-deprecating expression. He felt his body tremble slightly, whether from hatred or fear, he couldn't tell, and wept.