Will had a crush on gambling. Like his good brother who could drink, Will always wins more and loses less at the gambling table. After a while, he was also a familiar figure in Dayton, the D.C.

"Who is that person and where is his home?" Fords grabbed the horseman's collar and pressed the horseman to the wall on one side.

"That man is Will, and he lives in the street in front!" The maid who knew Fords' personality looked scared and her legs kept trembling.

"Will! Here, here!"

Will pulled the young man to run in the rain, and just as his heart was full of confusion and didn't know where to go, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Will, come here!" Will looked at him and saw the short Alan lying on a pipe entrance and shouting loudly at him.

"Let's go, let's go!" Will didn't have time to think about how Alan returned to his home, but ran over with the young man without saying anything. At this time, Will was full of gratitude, because he saved a life no matter what, and the feeling of such a hero was really great.

"What comes and goes, life is so short!"

With a sigh, Will looked up and saw Qin Hui, wearing blue suspenders and dressed in migrant workers, lying on her back on a corner of the pipe with a sad face, looking at the young man beside him.

"Budd, you're free!" Will looked at Qin Hui beside him, letting the rain fall on his body, and happily said to the young man beside him.

"Free! Haha, I don't need freedom!" The young man leaned against the wall behind him and did not enter the pipe to shelter from the rain, but let the rain fall on him, with a look of melancholy on his face.

"What does it mean! If we hadn't run fast, they would have killed you! You have a problem with your brain! This is all your own fault, and no one dares to take so much time to the streets!" Will looked at the young man in front of him, but he didn't expect that he didn't care at all.

"My name is Henry, Henry Miselton!" The young man named Henry looked at Will and asked softly, "Why do you want to save me? If I remember correctly, we don't know each other!"

"Why! There are no so many whys!" Will shrugged impatiently and said without thinking; "I can't stand by death and can't watch you be killed under my nose without being moved!"

"Haha!" Henry suddenly laughed after hearing Will's words and asked curiously; "How old are you this year? I'm talking about actual age!"

Will was a little puzzled, but replied, "I am twenty-five years old this year, and I will celebrate my birthday in a few days, until I am twenty-six!"

"No wonder! Twenty-five years old, he is such a good age!" Henry nodded, then put his hand in his clothes, took out a small iron box for wine, unscrewed it and took a sip on his own, and looked at the heavy rain outside without moving.

"I am one hundred and six years old this year. As the people around me continue to die, I feel my brain begins to get tired. Although my body is not there, I still feel overwhelmed!"

It was raining heavily outside, and Qin Hui, Alanna, and Will listened quietly to Henry's words in the small pipe. Will and Alanna regarded Henry's words as complaining, while Qin Hui listened to his understanding of time.

"One hundred and six years old! What a high number! But I have lived enough. I want to die, and I have to die too!"

The day after day of life made Henry tired. He didn't know what it meant to live. Now he just lives for the sake of living, repeating what he did yesterday all day after day, and mechanically spending day after day under the envious eyes of others.

"Man, it's your business to want to die. Only those who are rich in backgrounds like you will feel that there is so much time!"

Will said impatiently, then involuntarily looked down at the table in his hand. Will looked down at the watch very skillfully, which was a common move for people living in slums, because they would always look at their watches involuntarily, and were always worried that their time would be cleared to zero in the next moment and die.

"Twenty-three hours!"

Henry's eyes swept over Will's watch and found that the young man in front of him, who had no income, would die in twenty-three hours.

"What do you think of time?" Just as the scene was in tranquility, Qin Hui, who had been pretending to be a dead person behind, suddenly asked Henry.

"Time is the game of the arbitrator!" Henry said indifferently for a while; "Arbitrators set prices and charge time. Under the control of these capitalists, most of them will die except for a very small number of people. It's just that this time is early or late, so no matter how you work and earn time, it's just to postpone the date of death!"

"What do you mean? Didn't you mean that as long as you have a stable job, anyone can live forever?" Will frowned after hearing Henry's words, because his words were not the same as what Will heard over the years.

"What would you do if you were given a hundred years?" Henry asked in a deep voice to Will in front of him.

"Of course I moved out of the slums and went to a richer SAR to live!" Will was unclear, but he still expressed the thoughts in the minds of most people.

"Yes, everyone wants to live in a better SAR and enjoy better benefits and benefits. But what I want to say is that this is actually just an illusion, a perfect blueprint planned by the government!"

The time planning of Dayton DC is hours, and consumption here is also based on hours. There are hundreds of slums like Dayton, and above the slums are the Rich District, among which Henry comes from the New Greenwich District in the Rich District.

The consumption standard in the rich area is day. In other words, if it takes ten minutes to drink a book of coffee in the slums, then the time you need to pay for the same type of coffee in New Greenwich will be one day.

Of course, the increase in consumption represents an increase in income. Working in Dayton is about thirty hours a day, and even less in New Greenwich is about a month.

Many people who have made their way in the slums happily went to the rich, but what awaited them was a busy life again. Because these people who came to New Greenwich would find a very cruel thing, that is, the time they had accumulated all their lives and were proud of, could not even buy a house in New Greenwich.

Moreover, in order to eliminate people's hope of immortality, everyone's time will be in a state of monitoring. If you live past one hundred years, or the time in your hand exceeds two hundred years, you will be invited to the rich area, and no one can refuse this invitation. And when you live past one hundred years, you will have a new discovery, that is, the original second hand disappears, replaced by a beating based on division.

Henry lifted the sleeve on his arm, letting everyone look at the minute hand that was beating like the second hand on his arm.

"Does no one want to change all this? Prices are growing wildly every day. Does no one want to change?" Will was confused as Henry said, because Henry's words were very different from the education he had received over the past 20 years, and Will's instinct was also telling him, and Henry's words were right.

Will is a young boy who has just grown up, but he has never seen anyone in the slums live past one hundred years. In the past, most of the people who lived past ninety years have disappeared, and disappeared like the wind.

Will looked dull, and the cognition he had developed over the past twenty years collapsed in a moment. He was confused now. He thought of Pierre in the relief hall, and his mother who was about to celebrate his fiftieth birthday.

Piere is almost ninety years old. If he is lost in the slums, will people still have hope? Moreover, Will has always wanted his mother to live in a better SAR. If Henry's words were true, then can this wish be realized!

"Young man, what would you do if you had so much time?" Henry glanced at his watch, and the expression on his face could not tell whether it was sad or joy.

"Me!" Will couldn't help looking at his watch again, and then smiled bitterly with some interest. "I want to change my habit of always looking down at the watch! And I can guarantee that I will not waste time like you, but go back to do something meaningful and figure out why all this is!"

"What an interesting answer!" With Will's affirmative answer, Henry's face also showed a smile, because no one has ever cared about why. Rich people with time spend all their time or earn more time, while poor people can't afford to eat, so who would consider these things!

"Bababababababa..." Qin Hui, who had been listening to Will's words, applauded, and he looked at the two people in front of him with amusement, because these two people gave him another insight into time.

"You have drunk too much today. Go back to where you came. Dayton is not suitable for you. And I, it's time to go home now!" Will glanced at Qin Hui beside him. The big things that happened today exceeded Will's total in his life, making him really not in the mood to teach Qin Hui a lesson again.

Will looked at the heavy rain outside, then patted Henry standing outside on the shoulder, and rushed into the rain without looking back.

Henry stood there motionlessly, staring at Will's back.

"What people are afraid of is not death, but everything they will lose after death! If you have nothing to lose, then death is just a friend you haven't seen for many years, nothing is scary!"

Looking at Henry's flashing gaze, Qin Hui, who knew that he had a dying intention, said with a smile. As Qin Hui said, Henry took a deep breath. After looking at Qin Hui deeply, he rushed into the rain without looking back.

The heavy rain kept falling. Although Qin Hui didn't know whether Will would become a time chaser like in the movie, Qin Hui believed that Will's life would definitely become unique.

Time continues, and in a blink of an eye, two days have passed again. These days are exactly the same as Alan said. The sky has never cleared up, and it has always been rainy. In the past two days, Qin Hui still has not found a job. Now he is either staying under the pipe under the contemptuous gaze of Allen or waiting for others to hire at the door of the bar.

"Bang..." With the sound of an object falling to the ground, Qin Hui leaned on the stone wall behind her, looking at the sixth passerby who fell in front of her because of the exhaustion of time.

"It's great that another one died!" Qin Hui looked at the dead passerby outside with a funny look on her face.

"Uncle, you have never been looking for a job, why didn't I see you lying on the ground? Didn't you say you don't have time?" Alan, who was smearing Qin Hui, said while eating a lunch box.

"Maybe I shouldn't die! It's said that good people don't live long, and they will live for thousands of years!... By the way, how does your lunch box taste like?" Qin Hui glanced at Alan's, and lingered on the lunch box wrapped in a plastic bag on the ground.

"It smells so good! But you don't have to think about it. If you don't even go to get food together, Alan won't give it to you!" Alan looked at Qin Hui on the side with dissatisfaction, because when he was receiving the food today, Alan sent an invitation again, but who would have thought that Qin Hui, who hadn't eaten for three days, refused in one bite, as if he really didn't have to eat.

Alanna kept eating his own food. There was a huge burger inside. The burger was tested to be golden, and there was a exposed white mezzanine in the middle of the burger that I don’t know what it was.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as Alan was afraid that Qin Hui would really starve to death, thinking about whether to give Qin Hui a lunch box, gunshots suddenly sounded outside the pipe, and a young man in a black coat was holding a girl's hand and running quickly towards the pipe.

"Will, it's Brother Will!" Allen poked his head out curiously, and saw that the man running in the rain was Will who had disappeared for several days, and was holding Qin Hui's black modified gun in his hand.

"Boss, stop chasing, we have no bullets!" The people chasing behind looked embarrassed and pulled the boss Fords who was still trying to catch up with him.

"Damn it! How many magazines did he hide on his body!" Looking at Will running away, Fords roared and threw the empty pistol in his hand to the ground.

The story develops very dramatic. After that day, Henry caught up with Will in the rain. He was tired of time and gave all his time to Will and chose to die with a smile.

Will, who had been in a state of confusion for hundreds of years, walked towards his home without knowing that Fords had set his sights on him and ambushed at Will's home.

Both sides met unexpectedly at Will's home. Will, who had originally held the pistol in his hand, just wanted to scare Fords, but he did not expect that the fake gun in his hand was actually real, nor did he expect that the gun could penetrate the wall and still killed one of Fords' subordinates after the bullet penetrated the wall.

After the murder, Will took advantage of the chaos of Fords and his group, and fled from Dayton that night because he was afraid of Fords' power in Dayton, and went to New Greenwich to hide from the limelight.

It was a very common thing for a face that suddenly appeared in New Greenwich, but in the file of the Time Guardian, Will's information showed that he was just a poor man and had no winning record, so Will faced the Time Guardian's inquiry at a gambling table.

Will's time was given by Henry, but this did not go through any legal process, and no one would believe that someone would choose to die and hand over his time to a stranger.

Will's negotiations with the Time Guardian did not work, and the Time Guardian still chose to arrest him without evidence. He emphasized that Henry's death was not suicide, and the time in Will's hands was stolen after he killed Henry. It should be confiscated at the Time Guardian headquarters and the suspect Will is brought back.

The young Will did not choose to surrender and wait for the trial of the Guardian of Time. Because he never believed in the government after experiencing Henry's affairs, and it was raining outside when Henry gave him time, and no one had seen how this happened. All this was bad for a boy who grew up in a slum.

In this way, Will, who chose to arrest, hijacked a girl at the gambling table and drove the stolen police car to Dayton overnight.

Will is a native of Dayton, and his foundation is in Dayton. He can't think of any place he can escape the siege of Time Guardians besides Dayton, a mixed and chaotic slum.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

Will, who had been hiding in Dayton for two consecutive days, was not discovered by the Guardians of Time. Instead, when he went out, Fords's men met him, so the story of the previous scene appeared.

"Will, are you okay? Alan saw a lot of people chasing you!" Looking at Will, who was panting and the girl with big eyes beside him, Alan didn't bother to have dinner, but turned around worriedly around Will and carefully observed whether Will was injured.

"I'm fine, Alan, those people have left. By the way, what about the person who gave you this gun? I want to thank him. This gun is really incredible. He saved my life!"

Will raised the pistol in his hand with excitement, because only he knew what the gun did. This gun was so amazing. Not only could one shot penetrate twenty centimeters of wall, but he also fired at least dozens of guns along the way, but the gun had never changed the magazine, as if the bullets inside were endless. Whether it was the time guardians or the gangsters who had just been driven away by him, they all suffered a lot on this gun.

The Time Guardian can be counted as a policeman, and no matter whether it is a policeman or a gang member, it is impossible for them to carry a large number of bullets on their bodies, because they are not fighting a war or are not the arms that promote arms.

No one would carry so many weapons on his body, so the members of the gangster who exchanged fire with Will were always at a disadvantage, and were suppressed by Will, who seemed to have endless ammunition and could not raise his head.

"Is this gun the one from Alan? Isn't that toy gun?" Alan looked at the pistol in Will's hand in confusion, and could not figure out how the original toy gun became real.

"It's not a toy gun, it's true. Let me tell you where the person who gave you this gun is. I want to thank him well. His gun saved my life!"

Listening to Will's words, Allen shook his head helplessly and pointed into the pipe.

With Alan's gesture, Will hurriedly looked into the pipe and saw Qin Hui, who was messy and covered in dirt, was lying on the straw on the ground with her legs crossed, enjoying her ordinary life.
Chapter completed!