Linking death

"Fuck, shit! Why the heck are they calling for a meetup at this time? I need to buy more time, but I can't reveal my identity to these people. Shit, shit, shit!" A young man with a scar under his lip kept muttering to himself as he took off the helmet from his head.

"Did they find that bastard's dead body? No, it can't be. That place is rarely visited, and no one could have seen it, at least not today of all days, or was I wrong?" He kept muttering. He placed his hands on his shirt buttons and was about to take it off when a handsome face appeared in front of him.

He quickly recognized the face, and his eyes widened in terror. 'Holy crap!'

He removed his hands from his shirt and tried to reach for his pocket to bring out a weapon to kill Ethan.

Nevertheless, at that moment, a punch arrived at his face, filling his head with throbbing pain as he was sent flying several meters backward.

He landed on the ground and was tossed backward again and again, tumbling until he hit his back on a
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