What did the outlaw do before killing him? What were you thinking about? And why?
This is an essay that may make you worried.
Car accidents, indifference, injustice, privilege, the second generation of officials, the second generation of rich people, one after another heartbreaking words. Sometimes I really want to kill those scum, but sometimes I can only turn into a tiger and bite those sinful souls. If the law cannot punish them, let death come. In times of despair and hope, what can a weak individual rely on?
Conception: