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Covering the shirt on his sister, gently kissing her forehead that was still wrinkled in pain, tears rolled down his face, he turned his head and walked out of the cave. The shouts of pursuit were getting closer and closer, when he climbed up and had just stabilized his body, 4-5 tall figures holding swords and knives had already run to the place...

"Little brat, why don't you run anymore, damn it... you made me run all night. Let me show you the price of making me tired".

The man about 1 meter 8 tall rushed in and swung his large foot to kick him hard in the face, receiving a kick as strong as the sky, his entire upper body flipped backwards, his head hit the stone floor hard, fresh blood flowed from his mouth and nose, mixed with a few broken teeth... His mind became hazy, but under the utmost hatred, he tried to make himself more alert.

His eyes were filled with blood vessels, he tried to stand up, he didn't want to appear cowardly in front of these evil people. He wanted to use his last life to tell them... he wasn't afraid... he wasn't defeated.

''Ah... You brat, you can still stand up... let me make it so you can't stand up anymore''. As soon as he finished speaking, the tall man jumped up, swung the stick in his hand and hit him hard between his legs. Two cracking sounds and a piercing scream rang out, his legs snapped forward, his upper body fell forward, causing his chest to stick close to his broken leg.

''Ha ha ha. You brat, now stand up again for me to see ha ha ha''. The man swung his leg once more and kicked him to the edge of the waterfall, in the man's wild laughter... he smiled miserably, but inside there was more than just sadness and regret. He turned his head to look down at the deep waterfall. He suddenly remembered his mother's gentle smile, his father's loving care... his little sister's crisp smile. two lines of blood tears flowed down, he turned and rushed into that deep waterfall, the darkness swallowed him as if it wanted to forever drown him in eternal darkness.