No,

He wanted to stay away from Jingguang.

He stayed away from this "devil",

He tried to step back with his feet in fear, but found in despair that he could not escape the opponent.

He endured the severe pain and crawled madly. The hard cement floor rubbed against his face, leaving countless stings and bloodstains, but he still did not dare to stop.

Even though I know it's all in vain,

But what if?

Humans are really very strange creatures, Jingguang thought, as he followed the man not too far away, looking down at him from above.

He is a bully and a loser.

The man had no idea what he was thinking and just tried his best to escape.

But no matter what, the footsteps, neither light nor heavy, fell behind him, step by step.

Like the voice of Satan.

At this moment, he was finally scared.

How, how could there be such a person?

His pistol was clearly not taken out yet, so how did he know that I still had the pistol hidden and removed my arm first?

Now recalling those calm eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.

Those eyes,

Calm, ruthless,

It was as if he could see through people's hearts. All his sophistry and darkness seemed to be exposed under those glasses.

But even when faced with his own cries and pleas for mercy, there still seemed to be nothing in his eyes.

This is what scares men the most.

It was because he saw nothing in those eyes, apathy.

Just afraid.

I was afraid that I was also in this place where no one passed by.

He finally understood the despair and pain of the "prey" he killed before they died.

I don't want to die.

He doesn't want to die.

He doesn't want to die yet!

Call the police, call the police, is there anyone who can call the police...

It was like a joke, he had been enjoying killing people and avoiding the police whom he nicknamed "hyena".

But I never expected that there would come a day when he would take the initiative to call the police.

What a pity,

Jingguang had no intention of killing him directly;

Otherwise, his hands would not have been disabled just now.

Just that one blow in the fight was enough for him to cut the guy's neck without anyone noticing.

He took out his cell phone, recalled Sanada's phone number, and called him.

"This is Genichirō Sanada."

The call was connected quickly, and there was an undisguised fatigue in the voice.

It seems like I didn't have a good rest from yesterday to today.

Then give him a gift as a consolation to an old friend who has not seen him for a long time.

"Go straight into XX alley on Guli 6th Road on the Third Street, go to the first intersection and then turn left to the third intersection. I'll give you a gift that will help you sleep well tonight."

Sanada: “…”