The next second, Kasaman pulled out the revolver from his windbreaker and killed the strong man walking in front. The strong man behind pushed the body and bumped into Kasaman's body. The two who fell to the ground began to struggle.

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Kasaman and his opponent exchanged punches, choked each other, and bit each other. Finally, Kasaman touched a short knife. He held the handle of the knife and stabbed it into the gap between the two ribs of the strong man.

In the middle, twist and cut hard until the hand holding you loses strength.

Pushing the corpse away from his body, Casaman turned his head and saw his mentor. The latter changed his posture. His outstretched left hand seemed to be conveying something, and his frozen expression seemed to be smiling at him.

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The police whistle blew in the distance. Kasaman glanced at the blood on his body and smiled... The old guy is dead, and no one can prove his identity.

Maybe it would be better to be beaten to death by the police than to be a lonely ghost.

"Boss! Are you crazy!" At this time, a halfling ran over from the other side of the street. He reached out and grabbed Kassaman's hand and ran towards the alley. The police officer was already visible to the naked eye and saw that they seemed to be running away.

A police officer drew his gun and fired, but perhaps he was too far away. Kassaman did not feel the sound of bullets flying by. He was dragged by the halfling and ran into the alley, and finally got rid of the pursuers in the maze-like alley.

"I really don't understand, boss, what just happened to you." The halfling stopped. He looked at Kasaman who seemed to have lost his soul, and finally sat down on the chair next to the flower bed: "I always feel that you

Something has been wrong lately, so I wanted to find you, but I didn’t expect you to have a conflict with them."

"Who are they?" Kasaman looked at the halfling: "You know them!"

"Of course I know you, Lord of Wisdom. They are a sect blessed by the true god. Lonely ghosts like us can't compare with them. You killed their people this time, boss... run away quickly..." Halfling

As he spoke, he leaned back on the chair.

The hand covering his abdomen slipped away, revealing his coat soaked in blood.

Kassaman knelt down and touched his lower back, but the bullet failed to penetrate.

This means that the bullet tumbles after entering the body and eventually loses all penetrating power.

The halfling could no longer speak. He just stretched out his hand and grabbed Kassaman's hand.

Casaman read his lips.

Go quickly.

He said this and then lowered his head.

Kasaman finally stood up. The middle-aged man who heard the soft footsteps took off his windbreaker, covered the halfling with it, and then strode towards the exit of the alley.
Chapter completed!