Hunting time!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!"
Wu Kuang repeated crazily as he ran through an alleyway.
His entire body was sweating, short of breath and hazy eyes, veins were seen on his forehead that were on the verge of exploding.
As he pushed through trash cans and kicked through cardboard boxes and plastic cans, his steps echoed throughout the puddles.
Right behind him, sounds of running could be heard, multiple figures all wearing grey military outfits that had no badges, medals or such attached and wore reaper masks chased after their target.
Quickly glancing behind him, Wu Kuang's entire face was red in rage as he hurriedly and sloppily threw his needles at his pursuers.
Only one needle landed, the pursuer in front instantly fell to the ground as if his entire body gave out, his body froze up internally and blood began spilling from his eyes, he left behind a low gargling scream before choking on his blood and dying.