Do you dare to make me hurt more?

On a winter night, torrential rain violently washed over the deserted streets in the early morning.Occasionally, a few lonely cars passed by, speeding in the rain, and the place illuminated by the headlights reflected the heavy rain falling densely in the sky.

Two panicked shadows ran in the rain, their steps were chaotic, their bodies were completely soaked, blood flowed down from the top of their heads, mixed with the rain and exuded a strong fishy smell, in the quiet dark alley, the heavy breathing of the two gradually covered by heavy rain.

"He, he's still behind!" The woman gritted her teeth, tightly clutching the man's arm, her slightly protruding lower abdomen was aching, her voice trembled with fear, making it hard to hear what she said.

"Run faster." The man didn't dare to look back, his eyes were filled with fear, and his feet were already so soft that he couldn't exert any strength.

The two supported each other, ran for an unknown amount of time, exhausted to the limit.

Behind them, there was a middle-aged man, dressed in black, with sharp knife-like eyes scanning the street in front of him. His hard leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the sound made in the silent street was clearly audible.Suddenly he slowed down his pace, and his whole body focused on one place.

"Don't blame me, the team leader entrusted me to do things, he always rewards and punishes clearly."

The man's leisurely voice resounded in the streets and alleys, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was speaking to the monsters in the corner in the rain.

In the cardboard box not far away, two people hugged each other tremblingly, covering each other's mouth with their hands, minimizing the possible sounds.The squishy carton lid was heavy on their heads from the pounding of the rain.

They knew they were hopeless and hopeless.

There is a small hole in the cardboard box, which is just enough for the man to squint his right eye and observe the situation of the external stool through the small hole.

His heart was beating violently, and he turned his right eyeball. At some point, he found that there was no trace of the man outside the cardboard box. He could only see dense raindrops hitting the concrete floor. He kept watching, Once again, he confirmed that he did not see the figure that startled him in the middle of the night.

His tense nerves seemed to relax a bit, and his breathing began to slow down, but there was no room for him to relax his vigilance at this moment.

The streets and alleys are still quiet as usual, and the heavy rain is still falling tirelessly.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his blood froze instantly, his whole body was cold, and his skin was covered with a layer of dense pimples, his eyes were tightly locked on the small hole in front of him as if he was nailed, without blinking.

However, before he had time to verify the thoughts in his mind, the small hole in the cardboard box was blocked by a black object, and the cold muzzle of the gun came to the man's right eye with the smell of gunpowder.

"boom--!"

Huge gunshots rang in the woman's ears, and the man's scorching blood was sprayed on the woman's face. The blood seemed to still have the movement of the man's heartbeat a moment ago, accompanied by the blood wrenching from the bullet embedded in the flesh and penetrating the skull. Stirring, cruel, but also, dripping.

A shrill scream lingered over the streets and alleys in the early morning. After an unknown period of time, the rain finally stopped, and the streets and alleys returned to their original silence.