Become a Fugitive

Reynard took out running without stopping to disperse the crowd. He was going to let his two companions know that a police car had just pulled up. It was a little challenging for Reynard to reach his two companions. Up until he eventually located those who were still expected to fight. To break up the fight, Reynard pulled one of his pals.

Then he softly muttered, "Police have just arrived. Now, we have to leave." Slowly, his pal nodded. He made a show of obeying Reynard. They're all still performing as actors. Reynard was making a lot of effort to extract his friend from the crowd. The other friend noticed Reynard's motion in the meantime. It served as a signal that the situation had ended. He turned and headed right away into the allay.

Meanwhile one of Reynard's friends and he hurried to their usual meeting spot. It is located in a coal port full of air pollution. They use an old structure that is no longer in use as their location. Reynard noticed that everyone was waiting for him there already. Reynard joined together with a friend. He pulled out the just stolen wallet. Then he removed all of the cash. The companions of Reynard were overjoyed. When they noticed the amount of cash in Reynard's hands, they all grinned widely. Reynard had the authority to share the money fairly among everyone because he was the gang's leader. None of them ever received his unfair.

"Guys, I think our results today were not bad." Reynard was seated on the floor. He divided the cash into several parts. There will be one portion per member. Reynard's friends patiently awaited the distribution of the cash. Then after all the pieces were filled in, Reynard said, "Take yours and don't be greedy."

Everyone equally receives their part. Following that, Reynard pocketed the remaining cash. They all stood up straight again. Reynard was really happy with how well his pals worked together. He was reminded of the pack of wolves by it. They will always support one another in pressure and have pleasure together.

Then Reynard gave a little speech to everyone. "Fine, enough of the enjoyment. Our recent mission, in my opinion, was quite successful. Even so, I was taken aback by the police car's appearance. Fortunately, we were able to go before the two policemen realized who we really were. I ask you to go back to your homes after this. No one of us should be caught, please. The bastard police were patrolling more frequently, I later discovered. Consequently, we must be more cautious," Reynard clarified.

Each of his friends gave a hesitant nod of comprehension. Then everyone split up and went back to their homes. They will meet there again the next day.

In reality, Reynard and his buddies were all homeless. They don't really own a home. They choose a place to sleep where they may be protected from the rain and the chilly night. Some people reside in the attics of derelict houses, behind overpasses, along the banks of irrigation rivers, and in waterways. Reynard typically sleeps in the basement of a building that is still being built. Reynard could only enter and lay down on the mat when the builders returned from their shift. He wouldn't venture back there till the construction were done. So he made the decision to remain at the port.

Reynard walked toward the beach. the sound of the waves crashing against the harbor's cement walls. He could make out the loading and unloading of coal at the port from a distance. Actually, the city's and region's primary source of pollution is this port. But for some reason, the port is still open, and business as usual is taking place. They are unknowingly contaminating the entire city's populace with the dust and coal trash they waste. As a result, many people have been ill. Just that the people who live here don't lead decent lives. So that's how and why this city degenerated into a slum. Nobody wants to come and build a home in this city.

Reynard returned to the streets after his reflection on the seafront had satisfied him. To conceal his identity, he tucked his hands in the pockets of his jacket and put on a hoodie. His fingers' claws slowly started to reappear. Now it was accompanied by the emergence of teeth that looked like fangs. His eyes started to take on the colour of a wolf.

"Oh my, why now?" Reynard complained.

He immediately searched for a small alley where he could hide. He now feels a little lightheaded. He was unable to stand correctly. His body was propped up against the building's wall. He had to maintain his composure and take a breath for the time being. Indeed, sometimes it happens to him by accident. Reynard was not a typical person.

"Hey there! Who's there?! This is a restricted area!"

Someone cried out of nowhere at the end of the alley. Reynard hadn't yet realized it, though. He continued to put self-control in an effort to prevent harm to anyone. Because he was unable to control the power he possessed, he didn't want to start any trouble. That would be a nightmare. A short while later, two policemen approached Reynard. Then they pointed their electric weapons at Reynard. Unfortunately, he only became aware that the cops had located him when they were right next to him. Reynard reached his breaking point.

His body jumped in front of one of the officers in a second, knocking both of them to the ground. Reynard was quickly electrocuted by the other cop using his gun. However, it appears that Reynard's body is unaffected by the weapon. The policeman increased the voltage of his weapon to its highest setting. The body of Reynard started to smoke.

The policeman exclaimed, somewhat panicking, "Why doesn't my weapon have any effect on him?!"

"I have no idea! Hurry and save me from this maniac!" Another officer yelled. Currently his body was being held by Reynard's body.

The police officer in front of Reynard was then being strangled by Reynard's hand. The policeman pleaded in a voice that was scarcely audible. The second electric gun was then taken by the other officers. He immediately electrocuted Reynard's body with high voltage. Only then, Reynard's body fell to the ground.

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