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The cold walls of the dead end squeezed Lin Ge'er's thin back like an iron clamp, and the dirty mud and water soaked his tattered straw sandals. However, the biting cold was far less than the overwhelming despair in his heart.

Scarface rubbed his eyes that were blinded by dust and roared like a wild beast. The other two minions grinned fiercely and acted like two moving walls of flesh, completely blocking the narrow exit.

In the dim light, the scars on their faces and the fierce light in their eyes made them look like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"You little bastard! You're quite good at running!" Scarhead spat out the sand in his mouth, his voice hoarse and filled with the fury of having been teased, "Hand over the things! Follow me obediently! You can suffer less! Otherwise..."

He suddenly pulled out a shiny boning knife from his waist and slashed it in the polluted air, making a "whoosh" sound!

"I'm going to peel off every piece of your flesh and feed it to the dogs!"

Lin Ge'er was shaking like a sieve, his teeth chattering, and his little body curled up into a ball out of extreme fear, tightly guarding the oilcloth bag in his arms.

The vibrations of the "cicada" could be clearly heard through the fabric, and each vibration was like a heavy hammer hitting his fragile heart.

He can't hand it over!

Jin Shunyi's dying words echoed in his ears: "... Pack... Black Scorpion... Japanese... Jinshan..."

He knew that there was something deadly hidden in this bag!

If you hand it over, he will die faster!

But... I won't hand it over... He looked around, and saw slippery and cold walls on three sides, and a murderer who was closing in on one side!

Wings can't escape!

Tears mixed with mud and sweat covered his little face, blurring his vision.

Mother... Mother... What should I do... He seemed to see his mother's gentle and tired smile in the workshop, and the heavy joy on his face when he received his first salary... He didn't want to die!

He suddenly closed his eyes and screamed with all his strength: "Help!!!!"

The shrill child's voice rang out like thunder in the silent alley!

The three people with Scar Li Tou were caught off guard and were stunned by the sudden scream!

In this split second!

Lin Ge'er was like a young beast that was forced into a desperate situation, bursting out with amazing strength!

He suddenly bent down, grabbed the mud mixed with gravel and dirt on the ground, and smashed it hard into the face of the minion closest to him!

"Puff!" The mud covered the minion's face!

"Ah! My eyes!"

The minion screamed, covered his face subconsciously and stepped back!

Lin Ge'er seized this one thousandth of a second gap and rushed through the narrow gap between Scar Litou's armpit and the wall like an arrow!

Move as fast as lightning!

Using all my survival instincts!

"Damn it! Catch him!" Scarface reacted and roared in frustration!

The three of them turned around and chased after him like enraged mad dogs!

Lin Ge'er ran for his life in the narrow, slippery, garbage-filled alley without even looking back!

My heart was beating so wildly that it almost exploded my chest!

My lungs feel like they are burning!

My legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead!

But he didn't dare stop!

Can't stop!

The heavy footsteps, heavy breathing, and vicious curses behind me were like maggots in my tarsal bones!

Getting closer! The cicada in his arms vibrated more violently, as if urging him on, and as if mocking him!

In a panic, he turned into a narrower, darker side road that smelled strongly of urine!

My foot suddenly slipped!

"Plop!"

He fell heavily to the ground!

The oilcloth bag in his arms flew out of his hands!

Rolled into the sewage pit a few steps away!

"Haha! Little brat! Let's see where you can run!" Scarred Head pounced on him with a fierce smile! A huge shadow instantly enveloped Lin Ge'er!

Lin Ge'er looked at the dirty oilcloth bag in despair, then looked at the hideous face of Scar Li Tou, his eyes filled with extreme fear and unwillingness!

Finished!

It's all over!

Just when Scarface's rough big hand was about to grab his collar!

"call out--!!"

An extremely slight, yet deadly chilling sound that broke through the air suddenly came from the shadow of the eaves above the alley entrance without any warning!

"puff!"

A poisonous needle that was completely black, as thin as an ox hair, and shimmering with a faint blue luster, shot into Scar Litou's outstretched wrist with incredible precision!

"Ah——!" Scarface let out a howl that was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice!

The wrist instantly turned black and swollen!

The severe pain spread throughout my body like an electric current!

He suddenly retracted his hand and looked at the rapidly spreading black line in horror!

"Who?! Who the hell plotted against me?!" Scarface was shocked and angry. He covered his wrist with his hands, his triangular eyes filled with fear and violence!

The other two minions were also scared out of their wits and looked towards the alley entrance in horror!

In the shadow of the eaves at the entrance of the alley, a ghostly figure slid silently to the ground!

It’s Hattori Hanzo!

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were cracked and purple, his breathing was rapid and disordered, his left arm hung limply, and the purple-black wound on his neck was swollen like a hideous centipede, crawling all over half of his neck!

But his eyes were like poisoned ice, sharp, crazy, and full of desperate killing intent!

He held several similar poison needles in his right hand, his body trembling slightly. It was obvious that the previous attack had exhausted his last bit of strength!

He stared at the oilcloth bag on the ground, glanced at the three terrified Scar Litou, and finally his gaze fell on Lin Ge'er who was also frightened!

"Pack... give it to me..." Hattori Hanzo's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against the ground, with a dying gasp and an unquestionable command.

Scarface looked at his wrist which was rapidly turning black and festering, and then looked at Hattori Hanzo's devil-like appearance. Fear instantly overwhelmed greed!

“Japanese…Japanese?! Damn it! It’s a poison needle! Run!!”

He let out a terrified scream, no longer caring about the oilcloth bag, and turned around and ran away!

The other two minions were so scared that they peed their pants and crawled along, following Scarface and disappearing into the depths of the dark alley!

In the dead end, only Hattori Hanzo, Lin Ge'er, and the oilcloth bag lying quietly in the sewage pit were left.

Hattori Hanzo was gasping for breath, and every breath affected the poison and erysipelas in his body, bringing him heart-wrenching pain.

He staggered forward and tried to pick up the oilcloth bag, but his body swayed and he almost fell to the ground!

He forced himself to steady himself, his eyes fixed on Lin Ge'er like a hawk: "Child...child...give...the bag...to me..."

The voice was weak, but it carried a chilling chill that made one's heart palpitate.

Lin Ge'er curled up in the corner, his small body trembling violently due to extreme fear.

He looked at the Japanese man in front of him who looked like he had crawled out of hell and exuded the breath of death, and then looked at the oilcloth bag covered in mud on the ground.

Jin Shunyi's dying words echoed in his ears again: "...Japanese...Jinshan..."

Japanese!

They were the ones who killed Jin Shunyi!

It caused him to end up like this!

He can't give it to him!

Absolutely not!

An inexplicable courage mixed with fear and anger surged in my heart!

He suddenly got up from the ground and rushed towards the oilcloth bag desperately!

Hold it tightly in your arms!

Then he turned around and ran desperately in the other direction of the alley with all his strength!

"Baka!" A cold light flashed in Hattori Hanzo's eyes!

He didn't expect that this seemingly weak child would dare to resist!

The intense anger and desire to survive instantly overwhelmed the limits of the body!

He growled, and like a wounded beast, he burst out with his last strength and chased in the direction where Lin Ge'er fled!

Every step he took was like stepping on red-hot charcoal, excruciating pain! The toxins were raging wildly in his body!

But he can't stop!

Information in the oilcloth bag!

And there is the signal sent by the "cicada"!

It is his only hope to survive!

Lin Ge'er was holding an oilcloth bag and running desperately through the maze-like alleys. His lungs felt like they were on fire and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

He didn't dare look back, but he could clearly hear the heavy and staggering footsteps behind him, like the beat of a life-threatening drum, getting closer and closer!

The Japanese was injured!

But he's still chasing!

Like a poisonous snake that can't be shaken off!

Fear was like an icy tide, almost drowning him!

In a panic, he rushed into a relatively wide but still dim street.