Kapitel 107: Greed?

“F**K! WHO WAS IT?” as the white masked man turned around, he yelled, as he was looking for the culprit that stabbed him. The white masked man was holding his right arm with the help of his left arm, as if he was fearing that his arm would fall off once he let go of it. the white masked continued to move back from the area where he was attacked, to make some distance so that he could heal hiss arm. The white masked man felt relief that no one was following him from behind. Suddenly the white masked man was jolted from his thoughts just when he saw a familiar figure in the distance.