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Encounter. // BoA and Tao
The night somehow felt a lot darker than it used to be. The immortal guy looked up, only to find nothing but a single half-visible moon behind grayish clouds above. He wasn't paying attention to where he was walking, until he bumped into someone.
A guy. Big bodied one.
That guy was with some of his friends, seemed like they were hardly drunk or something. They reeked in alcohol.
"WHAT THE HELL??" The guy shouted in anger. Zitao looked up at the taller guy, giving his usual expressionless gaze, "Sorry." He muttered, before taking a step aside, and began leaving them, continuing his walks.
"HEY YOU WAIT THERE COWARD!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOU'RE MESSING WITH!!!"
The immortal guy stopped, tilting his head, sighing long and low. Pursing his lips in annoyance, I did say sorry didn't I? Tch.. He felt those guys coming over, which drew him to turn back at them. But before he knew it, he felt his body roughly pushed against the wall. An automatic low toned groan escaped his mouth.
Those bastards kept yelling at him, accussing him for messing with a.. gangster? mafia? whatever. The silent guy wasn't even care. But when a balled fist of the drunk guy came flying towards his face, Tao reflexively whisked away those hands who were holding him and ducked himself, causing the other guy to hit his hand against the wall. He roared loud in pain, his temper boiled up even more. This only leads to those guys confronting the silent guy, physically.
It wasn't a long, annoying fight for Tao, he was quite superior for his martial trainings in his endless past, but somehow one of them pulled out a gun and shot right through his lung. A deep loud groan escaped the immortal's lips as he stumbled against the wall, his hand holding his bleeding chest.
The drunk gangster seemed unsatisfied with his opponent's condition, that he came over, with a knife in his hand. Before Tao even notice, the bad guy thrusted the knife deep into his stomach, hitting his vital organ. Another loud groan left the Chinese guy's mouth, as the drunk guy continued sinking the sharp thing even deeper.
His visions were blurry, as his ears barely hearing voices.
"That's enough boss! Leave him!"
"Boss someone might see us!"
"Boss please just leave that guy! He would die soon anyways!"
"Boss.."
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Blank.