Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Arrogance destroys everything

Jansen took out a long, thin knife, raised it up, and squinted to examine it. "Let me tell you, kid. I never thought I was a violent person, but you and your friends did push me to the limit. My patience is at its limit, but I'm going to try to hold myself back. I Unlike you, I'm not thinking only of myself. I work to save people and I'll get this project done." Thomas forced himself to find a way to relax, to stay calm.Struggling is not the answer, he has to conserve his strength and wait for the right time to act.Apparently the Ratman had run out of patience, judging by the blade, he was determined to get Thomas back to the operating room at all costs.

"That's a good boy, there's no need to fight back. You should be proud, Thomas, that you and your brain will save the world." The man holding Thomas—a black-haired dumpy man—said, "Little boy, I'll let go of your mouth now. If you dare to make a small move, AD Jenson's knife will poke you. Take a look. Do you understand? We want you to live, but it doesn't mean you can't be injured." Thomas nodded calmly, and the man let him go and sat back down. "Very clever." Thomas felt that the time had come to strike, and he swung his leg to the right, kicking Jenson in the face.Jenson's head tilted back, and his body fell to the ground.The dark-haired man came over to tackle Thomas, but Thomas slipped out from under his arm and lunged at Jenson again, this time kicking his hand with the knife.The knife flew out, slid to the floor, and smashed against the side of the building.

Thomas turned to look at the blade, just in time for the short man to take advantage of it.He lunged at Thomas, who fell on his back on top of Jenson.They wrestled over Jenson, and Thomas felt a sudden surge of desperation, an adrenaline rush.He screamed and pushed and kicked, trying to cut a bloody path between the two.He punched and kicked, broke free from them, and rushed to the knife against the wall.He lunged at it, grabbed it, and turned, lest they attack him anytime soon.The two of them stood up just now, and they were obviously frightened when they saw his sudden burst of strength. Thomas stood up too, holding the knife to his chest. "Let me go, you guys go away, let me go. I swear, if you come over, I'll hack like crazy until you're dead, I swear."

"Little friend, it's two to one," Jason said, "I'm not afraid that you have a knife." "You saw what I would do," Thomas replied, trying to sound as dangerous as possible, "You've seen that in the Maze and the Scorched Earth." It was so ironic that he almost laughed out loud.They made him a killer, to save people? The short man didn't care. "If you think we..." Thomas stepped back and threw the knife, hilt up, blade down, like he'd seen Gary do.It spun like a wheel, flew out, and hit the man on the neck.At first there was no blood, but the man reached out and felt for the knife that had stuck to him.At this time, the blood flowed out, gushing out with his heartbeat.He opened his mouth and collapsed on his knees before he could speak.

"You little..." Jensen whispered, staring at his colleague, eyes wide in horror. Thomas himself was surprised that he did this and stood there motionless, but he recovered quickly and saw Jason turn his head to look at him.Suddenly Thomas ran out of the yard and around the corner of the building.He wanted to go back to the hole in the building, to go inside. "Thomas!" Jenson yelled, and Thomas heard his footsteps, "Come back! You have no idea what you're doing!" Thomas didn't stop for a second. He ran through the bushes where he had hidden, and at full speed, he rushed towards the large opening in the side of the building.A man and a woman were still sitting next to each other, squatting on the ground with their backs leaning on each other.Seeing Thomas approaching, they stood up immediately.

"I'm Thomas!" he called out to them before they could ask a question. "I'm on your side!" They exchanged glances, then turned to look at Thomas, who stopped just in front of them.Out of breath, he looked back and saw Janson running toward them, trailing his shadow, about fifty feet away. "They are looking for you everywhere," said the female guard, "but you should go there." She pointed to the hole. "Where's everyone? Where's Vince?" Thomas gasped. While talking, he knew that Jenson was still chasing after him crazily.Thomas turned to face the Rat Man, his face distorted from the Rat Man.Thomas had seen that look, irrational rage, exactly the same look he'd seen on Newt, the Rat Man with the Flare.

Jenson said out of breath, "That boy...is...property of WICKED HQ, give him to me." The lady was unimpressed. "Old man, WICKED isn't even a pile of goose droppings to me. If I were you, I'd disappear, and I wouldn't go back in, and your friends inside would suffer." The Ratman didn't respond to her, he was still panting, his eyes darting from Thomas to the other two, and finally he started to back away slowly. "You people won't understand. Your self-righteous arrogance will ruin everything. I hope you will remember this while you rot in hell."

Then he turned and ran away, disappearing into the darkness. "What did you do to drive him so crazy?" Thomas gasped for breath. "It's a long story, I want to find Vince, or someone in charge, I want to find my friends." "Don't get excited, kid," the man replied, "it's mostly calmed down now. Everyone's taking their places and setting up those things." "Put it down?" Thomas asked. "Yes, put it on." "what does that mean?" "Dynamite, you idiot, we're bringing down the whole building. Tell old WICKED we mean it."